Imagine walking across a field to the edge of the woods.  There's water, weeds, trees, and the breaking light of a rising sun.

Modern Unrealius

Morning Breaks

I truly love music played on reverberant objects, emitted through the air, and then captured with a mic. But I was locked on the inside for these particular sessions, tinkering w/ notes & staffs & knobs & virtual instruments. A closet musician, if you will. As such, the first quarter of this century is nearly in the books and all my online songs play from a written score output through synth voices.  I do really work it tho.  My studio will soon offer more tools, I hope, so stick with me and we'll see where this goes.

Morning Breaks

Marcus Unrealius