work in progress, but whatever. needs upness

winters are meaningless...or something.

winters are meaningless...or something.

winters are meaningless...or something.

First draft. Dedicated to my mother on her birthday. In the outro: Trombone, Horns, Clarinets, Mouthpiece buzz by Andy Hentz (arrsuarez) and organic drum related sounds by Glu.

Close your eyes, and come with me. It is a warm Autumn eve in the Black Forest. There are ancient folk tales about this magical wood... how late at night it comes to life with mischievious fairies and wood nymphs. Any mortal who hears the unusual…

just finished this one, represents a slightly new direction i am taking i think. i am particuarly proud of the polyrhythmic sound i achieved. i was worried it mite become too cluttered (at the beginning) but i think i achieved clarity.

title is self-explanatory, past tense however. i really wanted a song that had the flow, emotional intensity and unpredictability of an ocean. perhaps that's a bit cliche. done over the period of two months in a little dark room with an…

winters are meaningless...or something.

*apology for the artifacts so this was a song sitting around for a while, didn't know what to do with...common occurrence. anyways, i wanted to create a song that had a bit of a 'grainy' vinyl feel to it, with nice, slightly distorted highs…