Oh wait, I think this may be the crappy ambient track.

Imagine that you are that lump of enchanted wood on the workbench.... and instead of Pinocchio you can be anything... maybe even a stratavarious... thanx to my friend Dave Edwards for the real violin trax

Interpretation of White Dove by John Vanderslice, with extra dialogue.

The first track I built, back when I was still full of hope for this exercise. I'm not convinced the hope survived it :)

about a circus that self destructs and the damage left in it's wake. Yes, it's a weird and/or dark subject but as the lyrics are unintelligible it probably won't upset anybody.

It's about living at the bottom and being content with it and then thinking, wait...is there more? I gotta get out of here. What is that bright light?

My first scherzo in C minor

My second scherzo, in Ab major.