Lyrics (vocoded through didgeridoo):

I can't take it, Lord, you know
I meander and roam
In the desert I roast
I just want to go home
So I can feed my soul
And play my harmonica
And channel my woe
Except that I lost it
So I can't play no mo'
It's a tall mess I'm rottin' in

* * *

A score for an imaginary Western film in three movements, bookended by intro and coda:

The Great - He has power, but no finesse. He has a personal army and rules them by fear and blackmail. He's a coward without his army and weapons, but bluffs and fights to the bitter end so long as he still has someone (or something) at his disposal. He's the most persuasive speaker and mostly tells lies.
If he rules over the other two, he will build up his forces and influence until he's unstoppable, and the world will consist of only outlaw gangs, with no normal people left.

The Righteous - He's virtuous, but spends just as much time being preachy as he does helping people. He only fights when he absolutely has to, preferring to use his words, his sense of timing, the objects near him, and the environment to his advantage. When he does fight, he raises absolute Hell!
If he rules over the other two, chaos will again befall the region, as The Righteous will soon become too old and too complacent to do anything.

The Bold - He's strong and mostly good-hearted, but reckless and prone to vigilantism. He'll do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, even betray you, but if you know how to talk to him and work with him, you can do great things!
If he rules over the other two, peace will endure, but everyone will settle down and become normies who never do anything interesting again.

Since this writing, two other characters have been introduced:

Moon Doggie - An observer, sent by the gods to watch how things develop and report back, and who travels to and from the sky in a form of ball lightning or St. Elmo's fire which resembles a running dog. He's also the narrator.

Windspear - A horse. Nothing else has been decided about the horse yet, other than that it is a horse.

* * *

Of course, the imaginary film happens in a desert where not only water, but horses, towns, and other people (especially lawmen) are scarce. The sparse string playing and slightly adverse atmosphere reflect this. Anyway, they probably have a bunch of epic confrontations laden with one-liners and then a final showdown where they shoot each other, only one survives, and he gets the girl, the gold, the horse, the dog, the ranch house, the TV, the lamp, the washer and dryer, the fridge, the beer, the wine, the whiskey, and even a custom Funko Pop statue of himself, and they all mosey on into the sunset. What a film! I'd give it two thumbs up but I can't because I'm using my thumbs to hit the space bar as I type this.

* * *

A lot of instruments were sent through guitar amps for this: Didgeridoo, granularized/vocoded didgeridoo, shruti box, piano, sitar, and tambura among others. There's also a lot of bussing, including one bus with 8 freakout delays chained together, one with the whole song going through multiple reverbs that's then getting high- and lowpassed and then put back into the mix, and another with yet more reverb, this time in the form of an impulse response made from the sound of Steve Wallis walking on rocks in a Cold War bunker on YouTube.

This tune also contains three ambient textures made from the oldest surviving recordings of myself, Gwennie, and Fengmiao. Guess which characters represent who and win an Oreo McFlurry!*

* = Oreo McFlurry will be consumed by me

Mountain of Brass Pt.1: Tall Mess

kinda shoegaze, siouxsie siouxgaze

something is rotten in Florida

Pensacola

Just some silly attempt to go hard.  Lyrics:

lyrics:

I know you're horrified
celerity, country-fried
woo-hoo

I hope you realize
celebrity enterprise
woo-hoo

(total gibberish)
woo-hoo
(laughter)

There'll be something to say
There'll be something to say

Call me back when the love is radical
I'll be on a rock & roll sabbatical
little men getting so fanatical
like Jackson spat and packed so autocratical

Yeah I'm in love with your plastic friends
straight seein' in the dark like a compound lens
my Genz Benz ain't here to make amends
Fender Bass aerospace on the low end

I come from Philly but I shower weekly
Sneak a peek but celebrate obliquely
Reason 12 repeats the beats sweetly
single-tail whip cuz your uncle think I'm freaky

Tzadziki sauce on my Gyro Zone
Kevin in the kitchen on the cellular phone
Johnny's in his bunk with that OK tone
Carson making pie that's fly on the pizza stone

(solo)

I know you're horrified
celerity, country-fried
woo-hoo

I hope you realize
celebrity enterprise
woo-hoo

(total gibberish)
woo-hoo
(laughter)

Jackson Spat (Monsta Rap)

Kind of a neo-soul collab with Johnny Wallflower.

Topheavy

AudioBake(Track Creator)
OmniOmnous(Twinkle Sample)
Oj22(aka The Jooos) Vocals
ElectraVolcana Vocals
HOBOCOP Vocals
CosmicKeanu Vocals
Razzi Vocals
PurpleClaire Vocals
MrDjBigHouse Vocals
LucyScrew(AudioBake + MrDjBigHouse)
Mastered by HOBOCOP
Mixed by LucyScrew

FTW By LucyScrew (Super Mega Collab)9 Artist (Details in Description)

Password Fatigue

Murder at the Cyber Cafe

Strum On

Surge

https://soundcloud.com/purpleclairemusic

pressure rising,,a lil bit a lil bit more
senses heightened a just a lil bi lil bi lil bit more
fascination keeps us locked behind these doors
of perception
how do you see me , how do i see you
a glass half empty let me fill you
a glass half empty let me fill let me fill let me fill you up
can you feel it ..i can feel it ..
feel it rising like a tide inside of me and i am the wave
sail yourself on me
you can turn me upside down and inside out
never find the real me
you can twist me wrong side round and right side down
never find the real me
feel it rising like a tide inside of me and i am the wave
sail yourself on me

Surge - PurpleClaire & AudioBake

I am separated from music. When I start composing, I think about the development and layering of tones that will resonate with people. However, when I finish, the music becomes unrelated to my will. "The joy of composing lies in the betrayal of the unconscious."

Music is an experience of betrayal (298)

Experimental & variety music from outsider artist Zephram Giltbronze.
I have no message and no legacy for you to carry forth. I'll die when it's time. I ain't gettin' in a freezer.

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