He was, is not, and yet shall come.
This song was written in smurf blood by Gargamel.
Where fear and weirdness began.
This track occurred in the gap made between Thursday and 1962.
He’s dripping all over you!
This song only exists when you play it. Any other time it is just an electronic dream.
He will correct you.
Ed Gein turned human skin into lampshades. He made a pair of socks out of human lips and a step ladder out of teeth.
There can be no objections
A bit of anarchist blues
A little too repetitive.
No Idea mate. What is a song anyway?
What? what do you want from me? Go listen to Jason Earls!
Made it a few hours ago in a couple of hours. Someone said my techno sounds funny. I’ve tried to sound more like the stuff on the forum FUTURE PRODUCERS. Why should I?
The drums are samples of guns and bombs available free on the web. Real drums just don’t do it for me.
Made from eel vomit and snow salt, mixed by mummified elves on Conan 10.
Kool and weird and I love it. Classical Bebop with a Rock twist. Great sounding music, very much enjoyed.
Pretty Gothic, imho :)
I’m not much of a commenter, so this is a rare event and is partly to thank you for all the comments made on my works. While I’m not usually drawn to beat-oriented music, your tunes have a high degree of quirkiness that I find eminently refreshing and a joy to listen to.
I’m a hole in the fabric of reality. This song started as an episode of Dad’s Army and was transformed by Pertwee energy.
I am glad that you are a composer and not a politician.
Peter Straub’s best novel. This song was stolen from the mind of Voldermort’s cousin Larry.