Symphonix

"Life is like a macabre joke. If you can't laugh at it, either you didn't get the joke or your ego is too overwhelming.", by Etiénne Reschke.

Para mi sólo recorrer los caminos que tienen corazón, cualquier camino que tenga corazón. Por ahí yo recorro, y la única prueba que vale es atravesar todo su largo. Y por ahí yo recorro mirando, mirando, sin aliento.

…nothing more can be attempted than to establish the beginning and the direction of an infinitely long road. The pretension of any systematic and definitive completeness would be, at least, a self-illusion. Perfection can here be obtained by the individual student only in the subjective sense that he communicates everything he has been able to see. .... Don Juan ....

Curly Compositions from a German Composer.

Hailing from rural Vermont, Social Deception is the brainchild of multi-instrumentalist Matthew Alan Stoddard.  Social Deception's music blends genres, including industrial, electronic, and alternative rock, with a message of social awareness. Stoddard's lyrics touch on themes of environmentalism, societal decline, and a search for real connection in a chaotic world.
But Social Deception isn't all darkness.  Beneath the distorted guitars, melodic keyboards and Stoddard's impassioned vocals lies a glimmer of hope. The music calls for a rejection of the unseen globalist forces holding us back, urging listeners to break free of the mechanisms of control and forge a brighter future.  It's a soundtrack for those searching for truth, yearning for a deeper connection, and determined to build a better tomorrow. 
If you follow me I will follow you back! I really enjoy listening to new artists and music on here, connecting and collaborating when I can....

Hello, my name is pippy. 

welcome to my diary.

its the holidays. 12-17-2025

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ABOUT pippy (that's me, pippy):

enoff have asked who and what is pippy. pippy is pippy, i.e., a silly name with no meaning or basis. the idea of pippy was to create a baseless character for my music to live in, unbound by any sense of seriousness, coolness, likeability. the name and idea of pippy is to provide a 'wtf' response from whomever stumbles upon this page. i do not like creative boundaries, expectations, and preconceived notions. i think a lot of musicians get wrapped up in identity (crisis) and advertise their music with intent of being listened to, and become influenced by what is known to be likeable. i purposefully do not advertise, share, or promote my sounds to retain an honesty and rawness in what i produce. i write from whatever is on my mind, in my mind, at the moment. nearly all tracks are sloppily written in 1-3 hour bursts, and then thats it. 99% of my tracks are completely written from scratch, lots of midi work and many modulations to create a dynamic sound. i try to keep things unpredictable, to a fault.. i become bored very easily, and i enjoy this process i have nailed down. i leave it to the community and the listener to decide if my tracks are worth sharing. as you can see from the numbers, my page is quite lonely. i like it this way. but, if you enjoy what you hear, i leave my promotion in your hands. pippy enjoys creating for the sake of creating, out in the world of pippyland. i encapsulate current emotions in each track, so this is the closest thing i have to a diary. i can recall the mood, state, time, period of each piece, and it is an amazing way for me to recall my past. there is no social media maintained for pippy, no other source for these tracks. just shitty soundcloud, which is quite awful. i should invest more time in expanding to better platforms but i am a creature of habit. if you've read this far, then yer one of the few that is intrigued by the sounds and so i'll continue for u.

original concept for pippy:
pippy was orphaned due to mother passing during birth. the father was totally distraught by pippy's green colored skin, and what appeared to be red hair., as such, abandoned, pippy was sent to work in the ole' mill in the glorious 'Tube City'. pippy enjoyed his work, but one day while having tea in his shack, he heard a shriek. pippy investigated his neighbors box and was shocked to see a dead body. Tube City police arrived shortly after and attempted to arrest pippy. alas, he gave them the ole' pip-slip and made a shabby escape at the local marina. pippy sailed far away to an island where he met garp, a red faced dim-witted creature. pippy enjoyed the peaceful nature of his new life on the island, but eventually the wails came. pippy trapped on the island, was forced to turn himself in! the court hearing occurred immediately and all at once: pippy was to be sent to Penal Planet for execution. the ship took months to arrive at the block. as pippy exited and walked to the gallows, chains sweeping in the distance, he remembered th


Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/3v2S5ZASfH8BVTw0HEsN5i
Apple:
https://music.apple.com/us/album/world-of-machines/1526087649?uo=4&app=music&at=1001lry3&ct=dashboard
Google Music:
https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Pippy_World_of_Machines?id=B4vjsvm4ypou2msccmb6wxkcasq