eight, eight. i forget what eight was for...

How’s the saying go, isn’t it an echo or a stain But words get telephoned, caught up in some other’s long refrain Heavens catch your gaze, barter for your faith, how pretty the horizon How far does it go, the unintended consequence of sight…

Got one for xmas

some acoustic guitar

i wrote this one on a couch.

i wrote this one in a tree.

why not?

like big lumps of meat.

i've been all over this great big world...

it's about a day of a month.

seriously. it's spooky.

i'm not paying attention

why would anyone upload this to internet for anyone else to hear? i are dumb.

I aimed to produce a 30 minute EP for RPM 2021 and made this 3 minute beat instead. The plan was to get as many songs early in the month without being slowed down by detail, instead I spent a month tweaking inaudible drum parameters.

My second attempt with chill Lo-Fi music. You may hear sounds of water, fire, birds. Several synths. Sit back, relax and enjoy the beat :)

Created on the Polyend Tracker using a single "monowave" wavetable sample for a 48 hour Discord mini jam comp thingummy.