This is a nocturne for piano solo

Especially if it's Indian food.

Partly about the wars in the Middle East, partly about a dream I had when I was 8, partly about all sorts of random other stuff.

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Wounded Land ambient mix by Xenos

The internet is full of horrifying things. Chief amongst these things is badfic - poorly written, pornographic fan-fiction. The assignment was to score a spoken narrative, so I elected to purposefully seek out the worst fan fiction I could find…

Jamming at Carol Ann's New Year's Eve party. There were seven hammered dulcimers, harmonicas, violin, mountain dulcimer, guitar, banjo. They were playing fast and loud, "getting the slow Christmas music out of our system".

Another trip through the Reichatron. This time I caught a groove that I wasn't gonna let go.

This is one of the songs I wrote for Filthy Time that's been hiding in the back of a notebook waiting for music to be chugged out. I'm really glad I let this seep for a while before letting loose.