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This is my original Lightningbug Night song from like 2006.  I was reminiscing of being a kid catching lightningbugs outside and putting them in jars (and letting them go later).  Multi-layer improvisation on old Yamaha keyboard and EWI4000s and guitar.

Lightningbug Night

You are on a hospital bed with the beeping thing and it stops beeping.  Multi-layer original composition with me doing vocals, playing guitar, old Yamaha keyboard, and EWI4000s.

Flatline

What is the Christmas Mouse's secret?  Multi-layer original composition performed by me on guitar and old Yamaha keyboard and my own vocals.

Christmas Mouse

The waveform artwork is something I drew called "A beautiful day by the sea". If you zoom in, it looks normal, but zoomed out, it's a giant rat.  This is a multi-layer improvisation using an old Yamaha keyboard, a Kaossilator, a guitar effects pedal, and me singing.

You Don't Love Me

Improvised multi-layer rock version of the classic taps military song.  Trying to emphasize that the battlefield has shifted to the digital world.  Old Yamaha keyboard, guitar, guitar effects pedal, EWI4000s.  Waveform artwork is one of my circuits I made of a functioning microcontroller on a breadboard.

Wiretaps

Improvised multi-layer rock with me on guitar, old Yamaha keyboard, and EWI4000s.  This song was later featured in a play called "Rock and Roll Mole" performed at a Chesterfield, VA library.

Now What

No whales were harmed in the creation of this song.  They are not real whale sounds, sorry.  Improvised guitar and old Yamaha keyboard through an effects pedal.  Whale sounds were keyboard in portamento through the effects pedal.

Sad Whales

Colonial Williamsburg... I miss it occasionally.  This is a multi-layer improvisation of the classic carol of the bells, using my old Yamaha keyboard, guitar, and a guitar effects pedal.

Rock Of The Bells

I wrote these weird lyrics in the 90s.  Then I generated the voice using text to speech synthesis.  Then I put this together in FruityLoops.

Popcorn On Ice

This song is about camping and worrying about gas prices.  The lyrics are completely improvised, and I added in some weird cat noises.  Multi-layer improvisation with Yamaha keyboard, guitar, and vocals through an echo pedal.

Gas Prices

Multi-layer improvised song with me playing my old Yamaha keyboard, and me singing multiple voice parts (lead and backup).  Let me also say that the lyrics were COMPLETELY improvised.  I was cooking some chicken in my old apartment in Williamsburg, VA.

I Cook My Chicken

Waveform artwork is a section from one of my acrylic paintings I made when I taught a paint night at my house.  I composed the basis for this song on my phone while my girl went into a haunted house and I was scared so I waited outside, hence the name of the song.  I went back over this song multiple times with Korg Radias later, and also with Kaossilator to add effects.

Haunted Wait

Collaboration project between Bismuth Sky and NOSTRUMUVA.  If you put a neodymium magnet between two bismuth ingots and then put another large magnet above that, you can get the small magnet to float because bismuth is diamagnetic.  Bismuth Sky provided the bass track and I improvised Akai EWI4000s over top of that and ran it through audacity to provide more of a drone ethereal sound.

Diamagnetic

Multi-layer improvisation with Korg Radias keyboard and guitar, and TC Helicon Voice Pedal.

Ambivalence

This song is about my cat, who does not have object permanence.  It's a multi-layer improvisation with some planned lyrics added.

The Witter Knows

This song was completely improvised by me on my Korg Radias keyboard while my girl took a walk right before Halloween.  I had like 15 minutes.

Broken Carousel

Apologize to Flying Kiwis... the vox was way too quiet.
But at the time, I had no time.

LYRICS:
In the dim haze of an evening's sigh,
Embers low, dancing in the quiet sky...
Whispers in the cooling night, weary minds, soft and light,
It too unwinds, blurred in gray.
Wistful dream slips away.
Shadows grow, entwine their grace, soft and slow,
Lasting trace...
Quiet rage, trembling spark, within its cage, staining the dark.
Fragile cup, a bitter tongue, anger wells up, quietly sung.
Unshed cries, tightening grip, a disguise, every sip.
Fans the flame, 'neath the calm, whispering a name, balm embalm...
In this ritual, the fury brews.
Cigarette ash falls like silent snow.
And the tea, once sweet, now bitterly stews, in the heat of an anger that refuses to go.

Cigarette and Chamomile

Cigarette And Chamomile

This is my raw real voice without going through any vocoders or pedals.
Recorded on a BOSS RC 50 Loop Pedal.
I did the drums on my Korg Radias keyboard.

LYRICS:

I sit beside you,
Feel the weight in the air, like you just don't care.
Eyes that won't meet, hearts out of sync.
The space between us is thicker than we think.

I can't breathe. I can't stay.
But I'm stuck here anyway.
Every seconds feels too long, like I don't belong.

But now I'm far away. I'm far away, now and forever.
Now I'm far away. I'm far away, now and forever.

Far Away Forever

Deadicated to my mother, seriously I promise she will like this song.  She used to play a classical piece on piano that sounded very dark and it had three loud chords, which I used to sing "Eat Your Brain" to while I was young... it must have been Halloween at the time.  My mother taught piano lessons out of the house.

Eat Your Brain

This is number 3 in my "Nullanon" series.  The point is there is this thing called "The Same" and everything is part of it.  No matter what you do, all of life is vain.

LYRICS:
The air we breathe is The Same.
The light shown on us is The Same.
The sounds we hear are The Same.
The ground beneath our feet is The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
The light shown on us is The Same.
The sounds we hear are The Same.
The ground beneath our feet is The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.

The Same

I love the organ melody progression in this song at the beginning.  This is number 5 in my "Nullanon" series which is depression stuff, mixed with some funk organ.  The lyrics for this song is mostly about accepting what happened already and moving forward (stoic philosophy).

LYRICS:
Everything that was is now undone.
Every time we lost, we thought we won.
Everywhere we went is just a memory that fades,
Everything we said was just a promise that we'd made,
And now those promises are broken.
It took us way too long to figure out.
We didn't seem to start,
When we did, we never carried through.
We had a chance, but didn't try.
Pick up our mess, and collect ourselves,
Gather some hope, move forward again.
Rusted old tools in the dust on the shelf,
Moments before it's the end.
Might as well give it our all,
Nothing to lose,
One final attempt.
Maybe we're spent,
But that's how it went.
Might as well give it our all,
Nothing to lose.
One final attempt.
Maybe we're spent,
But that's how it went.

That's How It Went

The 11th song in the Path Of The Nullanon.  Starts out with some drone into some heavy rock, then some soul hammond b3, then some reggae to close it off.

LYRICS:
Remember when it was simple?
When everything was hit or miss?
Now it's all just ups and downs at every turn.
Did we ask for this?
One moment you're above it all,
But then you fall.
Then you wake up,
And you're back on top.
Sometimes we just want things to be the same,
But things keep changing.
Chromatic game.

Chromatic Game

Wide Awake

Some drone with distorted guitar, then some funk, organ soul, and jazz flute.

Solipsistic Fear

Brendan Dempsey on bass, NOSTRUMUVA on TE OP-1 Keyboard.

Never Bare Your Soul To Fools

This is a depressing song about a teddy bear that is no longer loved and wants to be thrown in the trash.  I start with some angry metal, then I break into myself singing harmony with myself as alternative rock, then some whistling (it fits, trust me).  Most of this was done on TE OP-1 Field keyboard, with post cleanup in Audacity.

LYRICS:
It's not easy being an inanimate object...
I can't even breathe.

Please tell me if I'm real.
Do I exist?
Why am I here?
Should I be sad?

Where does the time go
While you sit still
Staring at the wall?

I just want to be used
Like a paper towel.
Clean up your mess and discard me.
Throw me in the trash when you're done
Waiting for someone...

I'm all alone.
You forgot that I'm here.
I used to be your favorite object.
Inanimate Object.
Throw me in the trash...

Inanimate Object

Heavy Metal Dubstep with a calm Acoustic ending.  One interesting instrument used in this was a box of cat treats.  Lots of TE OP-1 Field keyboard and some voice modulation.  Mostly "Mother" filter through vocoder (like for the acoustic part).  I haven't been able to record my cat making any new sounds lately, so I just meowed myself for most of this, and I'm the one making the noise that cats make when they see a fly.  It's also just me hissing... no animals were harmed in the creation of this song.  Oh yeah, Audacity filters.

If you are in the mood for some more cat songs, here is a blues video of me and my cat:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CWvEVhwWikM

LYRICS (and annotations):
Little bitty kitty. (box of treats shaking)
Little bitty kitty.
Little bitty kitty go mow mow mow.
(Treats box)
(Quality dub bass)
Treats or death. (Sounds a cat makes when it sees a fly)
Treats or death.
Treats or death, now!!!
Treats or you die!!!
(Me fake meowing)
You finallys gaved me treats...
But day are da wrong flavors.
I only likes da tuna ones.
If you loves me you would have knowns...
Now I uses my cwaws and fratch your face!!!
I fratch your face!!!
I hates you!!!
(Me making sound my cat does when she is sad)
(Treat box again)
Ah!!!
Tuna!!!
I'm tireds and colds cans we cuddles now?
(Some of my unfiltered voice singing in background)

Little Bitty Kitty

Army Of Ants

One Foot In Front Of The Other

Empty Surprise

Lift Me Up Now

Multi-artist project of April 2025.

LYRICS AND ANNOTATIONS:

(Morse code for "we are just like you we promise. settle in.")
(birds)
Bones chilled in the old ghost forest,
Where the tide came in took the land away.
Hollow trees, still standing.
Knee deep in swamp water is where I stay (is where I stay).

Living lives of quiet desperation.
The haters, they just follow the herd,
Wearing masks of false inspiration,
Their festering wounds left undisturbed (undisturbed).

Running towards the pain,
The wicked voice of their disdain,
On that edge - the tired eyes reflect:
It’s only the first time we fear what’s next.

For those who live in risk,
In a society whose promises won’t stick,
Is this the end of the line?
Have we used up what’s left of our time?

In the old ghost forest, I stand tall
Like a stubborn oak tree that refuses to fall.
Empty cans and bottles lie nearby,
Artifacts from a past that will not die.

In the old ghost forest, I kneel to pray,
Confess my sins, wash them away.
In the old ghost forest, I scream aloud,
"Lord, gimme the strength to stand proud!"

(birds)
Our future's found: four circles deep.
Come slosh around; more misery, reaped.

What’s woes occurred: cursed, fate foreseen.
What does the word "worst" even mean?

A fitting gloom: stark, rank and sour.
A fetid tomb: dark, dank and dour.

We should have known how ends begin.
This is our home now; settle in.

Settle in.

(city street chatter)
We should have known how ends begin.
This is our home now; settle in!

Settle in!

We are just like you.
We promise, we promise.
Settle in…
We promise, we promise.
Settle in…

Black tar rains from a sky long dead,
We chew on rust, drink molten lead.
No dawn breaks through this crawling haze,
Just grinding teeth and static praise.
This is the hymn of bone and sin—
The sludge within did settle in.

Our tongues are ash, our limbs decay,
We march in place, still rot away.
This is the hymn of bone and sin—
The sludge within did settle in.

This is the hymn of bone and sin—
The sludge within did settle in.
(ocean sounds)

Settle In

Collaboration between Keys from Neptune and NOSTRUMUVA.
Keys from Neptune wrote the main piano. NOSTRUMUVA added some more piano layers (TEOP1), Akai EWI4000s (electronic woodwind), cricket sound effects from a white water rafting trip.

Le Verrier is known for predicting the existence and position of Neptune using only mathematics.

Crickets Of Verrier

Started this track out on my TE OP-1 Field with a very over-modulated organ noise, then added many more layers and some vox of me growling and laughing.  Lots of post production edits and filters in audacity... more than usual.

Evil Organ Grinder

Attentive

Electronic horror song with dynamics at the beginning and end.  Lots of sliding trumpet.  Inspired by my other Evil Organ Grinder song.

My Little Puppet

Started out with organ with some oscillating dissonance chords to build tension.  Then I switch into a minimalist bell/piano arpeggiation for a while, which slowly builds into trance, and then into some more heavy dub trance.  There's a melody lead with a phase pad throughout the entire song, and I also added some heavier bells that do some fifth step ups and octave steps as a regular theme.  I fade out with what sounds like a dulcimer.  This is all TEOP1 Field keyboard though as usual, no analog instruments.  Some reverb added in audacity, -14dB normalization, -1dB soft limit. Enjoy your fall everyone! Crunch some leaves!

Leaf Storm

Collaboration between Brendan Dempsey (Bass Guitar) and NOSTRUMUVA (TEOP1, Soda Can, Tibetan Singing Bowl).

Occult Devotion

LYRICS:
Where are the things we forgot?
When we look away, where do they go?
Is there some dark place
That hides our missing dreams?
If we look closely at the smoke, does it have seams?
Can we open the dark place
And get our dreams back?
Nothing is left to decide.
It's all been planned and performed in your mind.
Everything left is just fodder for cannons of hopes from the past.
Anything that's not nailed down is now free to escape, and take up the time,
Filling the emptiness forwards in front of your face, at last.
We aren't tied.
We aren't tied down.
We aren't tied down, anymore.
We aren't tied down!
Keep your eyes off the ground!
Arms to your sides!
Then turn around!
March towards the entrance!
Left Right Left Right!
Open the door!
Walk through the doorway!
We aren't tied anymore!

We Aren't Tied Down

Inspired from my Evil Organ Grinder song.

Evil Carny Winter

For reasons unknown but time will tell...
Multi-instrumentalist, all types of music, all types of methods.
Occasional collaborations with other artists.
Sometimes I post the sheet music if it's piano.
Lately, my favorite instrument is a TE OP-1 Field keyboard.