A dangerous game of "How Many Synthesizers Can I Use Before The Computer Catches On Fire?"

When I was a boy, I would ring my nan on the telephone Numbers in the holes Spin it round then let it go Nowadays.. I carry a phone in my pocket Oh stop it! Oh where will it end? When I was a lad Used a notepad when I wrote thank you…

I guess we have a title track. I'm not sure if I created it, or if it conjured itself into being. Freesound Sample Info : 44928_digifishmusic_KT_LA_C4

Most albums end in a finale - I guess this one ends in Heat Death. (Unless I can up with another track in the next couple days.)

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

At the focal center Her grace showed form and range Yet Ring-A-Rose Around The Periphery And her thoughts grew broken and strange Rose, my friend derailed again let's play pretend -- Freesound Samples Used : * 368767__rtb45__mm-project…

A tale of thirteen clueless robots forever corrupted by odd time signatures and Mike Portnoy drum solos. And they go on an adventure, and rescue a robot princess or something. (Soon to be adapted by Hollywood as a major motion picture, considering…

There lied a town with cobblestone streets, lifeless save for the humming of mist-driven automatons who did their masters bidding. You hear a radiant voice exclaim : I'm a purveyor of knick-knacks, gizmos, and widgets of all sizes and wonders…

As the Programmer adds lines of code, the sprite gradually takes form, going from a 2D fabrication to a 4D creature vibrant with life. The Programmer smiles at his work. Freesound Samples : * 254421__jagadamba__simulated-robot-android-cyborg…

read between the lines dead stare Venetian blinds death from your radar sight sullen glares you avoid the light reach beyond your eyes stew deluded truth into convenient lies Adrift In Gilded Mist A Rancid Sauce This Deceptive…