To create the beat to this song, I improvised wildly on midi drums, then let the app try to quantized it.

A throwback to old school electro, as well as to a much earlier song I once wrote called "Das Doomenhaus".

Inspired by an offhand comment made on the podcast My Favorite Murder.

This was just about finished when I decided some audio from my friend Kelcy would add something, so I got her permission to use it.

Remix of my own track "Do The Stay In Bed".

I wanted to make a new wave / dance punk style song.

In 1967, Barry von Imbissstand inherited his father Frederick's Florida pastry shop. After a few months of running the shop conventionally, he had a vision of a giant mallard, which gave him the new title of Lord Patisserie and told him to spread…

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Nuclear Gandhi were a short-lived experimental electronic side project of Texas noise-punk group Shapeshitters - their sole album, 12 AM On The Vomit Clock (1990), is currently out of print.

When I made album artwork for the "rarities" album Experimental Dandelion Farm, I accidentally included the text "2000-2018" instead of "2010-2018". I thought it would be funny if, instead of just fixing the cover, I uploaded something actually…

These lyrics are quite old - I originally wrote them about 10 years ago in the form of a "poem", in order to troll a vanity publisher. I always wanted to set them to music, and they happened to fit the drum loop and harmonica piece I was working on.

A Pink Floyd tribute of sorts.

One of my "fake video game soundtrack" pieces. The title isn't merely repetition; the first instance of "frightening" is an adjective and the second is a present tense verb - in other words "scary horses scaring other horses".

Initially inspired by over-analyzing a Carly Rae Jepsen lyric, this piece presents a metaphor for the way many of us live under a capitalistic system. Or something. For the vocals I double tracked my voice and pitched one of the tracks down…

A short ambient piece featuring the melodica.

Well, it's true.

I use this phrase so much in my daily life in customer service, it may as well be a song.

I can't play guitar or harmonica, but I decided to base this song primarily around those instruments anyway.

I wrote these lyrics in a few minutes on a bus ride home, then quickly set them to a backing of hammerhead drum loops and stylophone. I may go ahead and make a full vocal album/EP in this "synth punk" sort of vein (maybe also with a few slower…