Improvised electronic music. Played along with live cricket commentary.

my slow steady breath buried like death beneath the song's vibrations and inspirations away from all this place and my shoelace a sea parts in my path i see all none, only black cloaked wrath yet in this skyless night gleams down…

old, new

clocks tick blasphemy, duel intent only sun, only moon inherit a moment's trust- tether my spirit's fog to the present halt infinity, mute old tunes damn the cosmos if I must phantoms of light, too old to repent undead galactic projections…

Instrumental

Instrumental

All I ask of you is . . . everything. The song is part of the soundtrack from my book, "PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings," which can be found here: http://bit.ly/Pronoia Credits…

my slow steady breath buried like death beneath the song's vibrations and inspirations away from all this place and my shoelace a sea parts in my path i see all none, only black cloaked wrath yet in this skyless night gleams down through…

outside a car door slammed no engine followed or preceded how long has the machine sat idle? how long till its metal parts the air? a madman in the neighborhood or a neighbor in my madman mind? only streetlights know for sure the haunted…

BY REV.KENT JACOB

god bless alonetone

This is the wish of every traveling musician who has a loved one at home.

Quite by accident I was listening to Chris Vaisvil's time stretched piece and had the improvFriday player going at the same time. It was like that chocolate and peanut butter thing, you know? So here is Chris' Out of My Body used as a backdrop…

old, but nice!

took a little phrase I lazily sang into the built-in mic & tweaked it out into a little piece (most of the filter effects are natural).

stuck in this brief eternal moment a looped film almost noticeable against a quick, slicing glare on a window reenacting the preserved outline of a robot’s unnecessary duty proficient mechanized work whore

This started as my fretless guitar bowed and picked with various effects. I then applied Paul's Extreme Stretch at 8x and also with Just Intonation harmonic constraints similar to Keys at Lowes - then the 4 tracks were loaded into Sonar 8.5…

New microphone! New guitar strings! New head cold! New cover!

Not so short, but cheesy

voice and effects improvisation

this is literally an audio sample of me eating a crunchy hor'd'ourves. Synthed to divine irrecognizability..it has become a song. about chewing with your mouth open.

JV Andres - vocals, guitar, clock Veejay Andres - vocals, piano Spirit be the sieve That filters out my thoughts Uphold me and remind me of How much this life has cost Each flight, I feel like I'm taking a hard right From you In…

JV Andres - vocals, piano, guitar, drums Veejay Andres - vocals The love of my life is a constant companion She watches me all night and day Her eyes never rest or avert from the horrors She watches me pillage and burn I see in my own…

I had been choosing songs to perform during communion in my church's Sunday services. One Saturday night I was having trouble finding a song that had the themes that I wanted to address, so I wrote one. JV Andres - guitar, vocals Veejay Andres…

This song was originally written for a training video of the Children's Museum of Houston, but is dedicated to anyone working in the field of customer service. JV Andres - guitar, vocals, shaker, pattycake Veejay Andres - piano, vocals, snare…

Veejay Andres - piano, guitar, drums, vocals JV Andres - vocals Justin Alcasid - bass guitar As he's sitting in his chair The cigarette smoke is lingering in the air And the sun touches his shoe He looks out through the glass The sound…

JV Andres - vocals, guitar Veejay Andres - vocals, piano I say, "Marco." You say, "Polo." I'm trying not to peek. There's barely a sound when you yell from under water. How can I find you if I can't hear you speak? Cootie germs, homework…