Dialtones, diesel trains, molasses-winged sighs
Dry desert expansion — no oasis in sight

In the forkish realm, they have their own order
Where kingly tines stand to be seen
And knightly handles make for murky lev’rage
O’er the spoony peasantry
	
The knifelands barren, dulled and fallow
A buried grindstone on a rasterized screen
Cuthbert’s birdskull winks through three colors of noises
At all the groanworthy

The growling plain can nowt be reached by owt but train
From the cobwebbed dust’cophagus of Strangstation

{ train by Tim Kahn: http://www.freesound.org/people/Corsica_S/ }

...Something About Context

"And the conversation,
Which had roamed in a desultory, spasmodic fashion..."

"No no no, we're way ahead of schedule here!"

An Equanimous Man

Cirkusclothes make the man
Don’t forget the nose
Drumming on the dashboard, dustmote-‘pplause like ‘Applecore!’
From the brash beak of an ugly duckling
Clever, clever clucking

O’er a bucket full o’ robohens

Poor ‘ploited robohens lived short lives of mystery
With lots of unsolved situations
With the *solitaire* exception of that one luckyhen

Gallina afortunado, flee to Ecuador!
And meet your gallo suerte, por favor
To be at last pájaros afortunados

{ ocean: http://www.freesound.org/people/klankbeeld/ }

Crow'n The Craw

"Haven't had it for quite awhile — very fresh."

It’s a jolly good jump for an anchovy-eyeball

"Everybody tells themselves that — and nothin' ever changes."

Copper in the recipe: you can taste it’s green
Like the grand old lyin’ lady that looks out on the sea
Just witnessin’…..

"...I prefer to laugh."

"Yes: there are in me the makings of a very fine loafer,
And also of a pretty spry sort of fellow."

The Glass Parasol’s a fine little place
Where super-minor gods while the endless away
And Bustamante plays like a goddamn Victrola
A goddamn Victrola, I say

The Victrola seemed normal, it spun there so meek
But cursed it was — a leaden antique

{ engine by peridactyloptrix: http://www.freesound.org/people/peridactyloptrix/ }
{ generator by Herbert Boland: http://www.freesound.org/people/HerbertBoland/ }
{ bell by Syna-Max: http://www.freesound.org/people/Syna-Max/ }

Conveyor Belt Buckle

11. As Tummlers Act
12. Plaid Became Aware
13. She Speaks Slyly
14. Like Heath Hens
15. The Hellevato' Arriveth
16. Saturn Would Float
17. Snarls At Smells
18. Druthers Be Damned
19. Not Your Anemone
20. Gristle Grey Smorgasbord

{ warpspeed by LukeSharples: http://www.freesound.org/people/LukeSharples/ }
{ ringup by Stephen Hall: http://www.freesound.org/people/shall555/ }
{ elevator by exuberate: http://www.freesound.org/people/exuberate/ }
{ rumble by James Swift: http://www.freesound.org/people/swiftoid/ }
{ barndoor by CosmicD: http://www.freesound.org/people/CosmicD/ }
{ crows by LXX.70: http://www.freesound.org/people/LXX.70/ }
{ deathbell by klankbeeld: http://www.freesound.org/people/klankbeeld/ }
{ choir'biance by ubik: http://www.freesound.org/people/yewbic/ }
{ escalators by arnaud coutancier: http://www.freesound.org/people/arnaud%20coutancier/ }
{ shortwave by KGJones: http://www.freesound.org/people/KGJones/ }
{ clang by Benboncan: http://www.freesound.org/people/Benboncan/ }
{ chime by Nik: http://www.freesound.org/people/3bagbrew/ }
{ gong by Ricardus: http://www.freesound.org/people/Ricardus/ }
{ tiresqueal by Tom Haigh: http://www.freesound.org/people/audible-edge/ }
{ fjordhorn by hoersturz: http://www.freesound.org/people/hoersturz/  }

~ Side II: The Cheap Suite ~

Won't Think Straight

No Argument There

Make Yourself Scarce

Vim And Verve

Rules Of Thumb

A Plastic Panopticon

Loath To Corroborate

Perish The Thought

A Dubious Recourse

Dire Things Approach

[with Shovelboy]

It's a procedural dramedy, wherein an aging Simon Belmont must come to grips with his impending middle-age in addition to solving various crimes in a quasi-Holmesian fashion.

.....Where's mah greenlight?

Sleuthin' — with Simon Belmont

Los Angeles free-association collective Avantegarden lives on!

From 2004-2014 I made nine albums' worth of electrorganic music: eclectic sample-based sketches having naught to do with electro orthodoxy. Some of these feature bouts of absurdist stream-of-consciousness vocals, for whatever reason.

Despite my complete lack of talent for visual arts, I've also wasted quite a few hours making what I call 'kaleidography' to accompany my tracks.

I release all my stuff into Creative Commons. You can listen to the older stuff on Bandcamp, in the unlikely event you get the notion.

Popular tracks by Incredible Witness