Recorded with Fender Squire Jaguar, Vantage Bass and Fruity Loops. Drum patterns are taken from FL FPC plugin.

Et Audire Et Sentire

All human beings are becoming humanoids. All over the world, not just in America. We're just getting there faster since we're the most advanced country.

You're beginning to believe the illusions we're spinning here, you're beginning to believe that the tube is reality and your own lives are unreal. You do. Why, whatever the tube tells you: you dress like the tube, you eat like the tube, you raise your children like the tube, you even think like the tube. This is mass madness, you maniacs. In God's name, you people are the real thing, WE are the illusion.

Modern Warfare (Trust Your Fuct Checkers)

Made this tune but it needed something. Came across a recording of Edgar Allan Poe's poem "Alone", Read by Shane Morris. 

It really resonates with me and I hope you like it. It could do with some more work but I choose to put it out there. 

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring –

From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow - I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone -
And all I lov’d - I lov’d alone –

Then - in my childhood - in the dawn
Of a most stormy life - was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still -

From the torrent, or the fountain -
From the red cliff of the mountain -
From the sun that ’round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold -

From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by -
From the thunder, and the storm -
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view

I Loved Alone

For they even terrified and perplexed thee Wicked ~Mortified thee Corrupt...For Neither were they Angel or Daemon entirely.. Yet both ...therefore something far beyond..& thee THREE acted as ONE.As thee tale goes *There once was a Wizard named Amalantrah *

Excommunicate(Thee Ecclesiastical expulsion ov thee Adepts Avi,Ani & Ari)

A lonely piano sits in a room on a damp night, playing to the dark. 

Through the window pane, morning starts to break. Towards the horizon, the pale blueness of a clear sky appears through wide breaks of the clouds. The fading light of the brightest stars brings the hope of a bright dawn, of a new day, of the sun.

Thanks for listening. Hope you enjoy.

Lonely Distant

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fingerprint on an abandoned handrail

The Circulating Light