sounds coalesce and become harmonious, no one knows which sounds came from where, and the spirits must have joined in, welcoming a new year

half-moon after xmas - digital dust blown off and humans sit outside in the air avoiding viruses - some sounds wound up growing out of the evening

signals start to cycle, star sounds, sweeping cosmic energy

a melancholy 8-bit ballad - singing the sadness of the old and abandoned digital worlds children once explored

repetition, repetition. guitar with reverb and canned beat. snow is falling outside. transitional.

half-moon after xmas - digital dust blown off and humans sit outside in the air avoiding viruses - some sounds wound up growing out of the evening

the sound became more insistent, perhaps angry, frustrated, grinding down the old year

sounds coalesce and become harmonious, no one knows which sounds came from where, and the spirits must have joined in, welcoming a new year

dancy track. at some point will record guitar and vocals but it's all digital instruments right now.

[1] Don’t be too kind to me I might fall for you I crave too much Of the bittersweet residue Don’t be gentle with me I’m not used to kindness I want interactions mindless Numbness and lifeless Don’t be so sweet to me I might feel…