Track 4 from the LP, "Our Wounded Mistress." Written and performed by Rain Fice. Produced by Rain Fice and Benjamin Attard. © 2017 Packard Black Productions.

A slow fretless guitar improv enhanced with efx of iOS app Aufx-dub and a second track reversed and stretched.

Robot completely failed the Turing Test, but the novelty Nixon mask he picked up at a thrift store allows him to pass amongst humanity undetected.

Our dreams can be very vivid and realistic - there are days I think all of reality is simply somebody thinking about (or remembering?) us. Lyrics I'm not the god of thee you're just my memories as I remember them [see the scenery…

I told this song in three parts/colors. Kind of like 'Love Song' by Tesla, if Tesla was working in 16 bit.

Vault 106 will be remembered. Lyrics the past haunting me in triplicate into the blue I pursue my ghosts again what is the glue holding all this together? is there a clue to allow me to remember? is their some truth buried…

Amidst the Irish country side, a drunken chap encounters wee folk, but not the sort he was expecting. Lyrics just a recycled tale from the days of old when many a drunk irishman looked for his pot of gold gallavanting wassling through…