Lord, I am soooo tired, how long can this go on?

This was written during a period in which I was striving to write a song a day. It was Christmas and there was a lot of stuff going on, but I got to sneak out now and then to record stuff in my phone whenever inspiration stroke. Such was this…

Track 4 from the LP, "Our Wounded Mistress." Written and performed by Rain Fice. Produced by Rain Fice and Benjamin Attard. © 2017 Packard Black Productions.

Toying around with the pentatonic scale and some gibberish Japanese...

5 soft synths, or was it 6, at the same time.

This song was one of the first I got to after a long time of serious music burnout. Not knowing where to start, in those days I tried a structured approach, with half hour sessions of music writing every morning in-spite-of-all-the-stuff-I-had…

The refrigerator shuts up in the middle of this recording, perhaps moved by the medieval scales (or embarrassed of being an anachronism?)

Still refrigerating after all this years, this time with a small contribution by Bono & Co ("Uno, dos, tres, catorce...")

The refrigerator is back... Don't turn your aforementioned on it!!!

Last one to the Beats collection. Go ahead and rap to it. You know you want to. Just do it.