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From Aaaaba To Zyzzyva

Vorticella on a zither, a stentor on the bass.  Let's blow this popsicle stand.

Vorticella, Vorticella

Written while staring at the ocean in Puerto Vallarta.

An Unflattened Disembeddedness

A waltzy dubstep track.  It has an extra 3 beats every other measure, but not consistently, so look out.  Also, some kind of black static vortex tries to come at Mr. Pian in the middle of the song, but he whistles it away and takes his horses to safety.  But they only move in L-shapes.  That was a close one though.

The Dregs And Chaff Of Wheelwright Pian

Untangled Rectangle

Three and six is four and five.  Forever.

Leidenfrost Wednesday

A Lacerated Sky

Never Odd Or Even

Slapped in the whale-neck with channel cream and disparate kipples.  It is now the moment when we re-enact the tulpamancy.

Superannuated Rerenderer

Twenty Twins Named Gwendolyn

Manticore Business

A collection of unsent letters.  Nothing to write home about.

An Unalphabetic Abecedarian

Atonal and a messed-up time signature.  I hope it inspires thoughts of majestic volcanoes erupting in your mind.

Volcanoes

A mothers' day gift for Blake and Elizabeth, using a sample of their daughter Beatrice saying "Dance".  She's a little over a year old.

Sing Like a Butterfly, Dance Like a Bee

Another Mothers' Day song.  This one has Asher reciting a Shel Silverstein poem.

Cantaloupe

Takotsubo

I put a glow-in-the-dark condom filled with Aqua Velva cologne in the microwave oven, pushed the "Baked Potato" button and took it out when it was only halfway through the cycle.  There is a small possibility that all of this is related to the creation of this song, but its veracity is dubious at best.

Idle Axolotl

I'm Not Speaking English

It's in 7/8 for some ineffable reason.  I started off trying to write a classical piano piece in the style of Lili Boulanger because she rules.  Somehow I ended up sampling "Conan the Barbarian" and one thing led to another.  I heard the lamentation of the woman.

Eff The Ineffable

I spent a fair amount of time on the drums, trying to get the snares to sound like natural rolls, to get something that might actually be playable... by a tentacled puppet.

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Exsufflicate Inspirations