Steve Baughman

I forgot to tell this piece's fortune first which is why it turned out like this. Four is an unlucky number anyway.

Two, seven, six, four.

Winter, Spring, three, four.

East, flower, two, bird.

Looped, layered, slowed, and faded. Nice and easy.

I worked on this song for approximately 12 hours today, after working on it for approximately 2 years. It's been a bit of a problem for me; one that I may have finally solved. Let's hope 'Dear Prudence' goes a little faster...

Slowing, layering, looping, covered in flies...

Slowed, reversed, layered. Frustrated, angered, tired.

Looped, layered, slowed, and faded. Nice and easy.

Almost topical.

Winter, Spring, three, four.

I forgot to tell this piece's fortune first which is why it turned out like this. Four is an unlucky number anyway.

I forgot to tell this piece's fortune first which is why it turned out like this. Four is an unlucky number anyway.