Synopsis : I'm riding around in a Yugo, thoroughly lost in the woods. I have passed by the same French cafe thirteen times now, and each time I go in, they're speaking an entirely different language, and it's never French. --- Lyrics…

I was trying to exorcise my demons, but they aren't terribly adept at volcabulary, and figured I wanted them to hop on a treadmill and burn off some calories. (Headphones recommended...) -- Freesound Samples Used : * 508454_owstu_female_voice_doodling…

i remember birds omnipresent in all directions ears echo-locating distant flocks signalling from trees in ticks and tocks --- (headphones strongly recommended) Freesound Samples used : * 623617_roses1401_lost-in-lover-whisper-words…

There was no direct route through the wasteland that was once a thriving settlement. Traversing the terrain required utilizing those places where the road still remained navigable and plenty of improvisation where the routes of yesteryear had…

I've been playing too much Saints Row 2, and I spend a lot of time driving around, crashing into things, and finding shortcuts that vehicular insurance companies may take exception with.

[Hello?] (ring) [Hello?] (ring) ---- Samples (from Freesound) * 219776_madamvicious_tell-my-wife-hello * 456433__mycompasstv__old-rotary-phone-ringing-western-electric-bell-500-phone

(Headphones recommended) --- Freesound Samples : * 512170_castorval_babbling-girl * 536882_aquillx_help-us * 262744_shadowisp_stages-of-happiness-childhood * 381993_kodack_narration-request * 456433_mycompasstv_old-rotary-phone-ringing…

I got nothing. Insert some random post-apocalyptic sci-fi narrative here, involving Speak And Spells achieving sentience and taking over the world, only to be thwarted by the Amish. Alternatively, "Based On A True Story" something something.

I got right off the elevator and shuddered from the light gated corridors have obscured the day from night I pray beside my percolator white room sterile and trite the fated steps of routine regress Fed through coffee and fright Hellbent…

compass spinning never winning a chance to play dead and drift in your head pin the needle shun the steeple all the people aimless irreverent north south east west I'm so lost in this maze a perpetual daze a perpetual daze