according to the rules | untitled project 001 sessions | ambient atmospheric psyche drone jungle horror WIP | ears 2 75 bpm take 1 8725

Our pasta, who art in a colander, draining be your noodles. Thy noodle come, Thy sauce be yum, on top some grated Parmesan. Give us this day, our garlic bread, …and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trample on our lawns. And lead us not into vegetarianism, but deliver us some pizza, for thine is the meatball, the noodle, and the sauce, forever and ever. R’amen.

Mostly just reuploads because people keep taking the shit down I like listening to.

according to the rules | untitled project 001 sessions | ambient atmospheric psyche drone jungle horror WIP | ears 2 75 bpm take 1 8725

MATTEBLACK, THE WATER BEARER