Day two of the Daily Two! I feel like I flubbed these drums. But I did the thing and that's what matters...

Created entirely with LMMS, Circle of Life has 23 instrument tracks, 2 drum/bassline tracks and 3 automation tracks. Traditional percussion instruments are used in my typical way: not to create a traditional rhythm framework, but to provide thematic…

You put the pedal to the metal So we could drown the noises out Running from the city Escaping from the crowds To a little piece of nowhere To pick the pieces up So we can put 'em back together So we can prove we are enough Flip the…

What did I get? What did I get? Just a slap on the wrist for 10 minutes late When I'm at the gate pleading my case The big man leans over and gives me a wink Time it builds up like pieces of cake Too big for my britches and all out of…

An old thing I did when I first got the M8 tracker years ago, but with a melody and a B section. I'm kind of in a weird chip tune phase right now. I'm trying to nail some of the tropes that I really like, so that's what I did with the melody.

I threw a fit cause I thought that it would help me Get my point across like a dog that's always growling I swear that he doesn't bite Rub his belly, he'll play nice I don't wanna be the man I was and you can't make me Rustle through the…

pay a man to: -walk through his field of corn -pick an apple off of his apple tree -pick a pumpkin out of his pumpkin patch -carve a face into that pumpkin for me I sing a song a song about living in small-town Tennessee my best…

You can roll the dice You can read the gospel Or just balance on the knife Kicking rocks like cigarettes You both used to like Now it’s all just plastic I could use some advice And you could use me Anytime you like Dead man’s paradise…

Maybe I’m someone Or maybe I’m not A tree falls in the forest And the roots start to rot And my lady she loves me Whether I like it or not I’ve got all that I need I’ve got all that I’ve got It’s too early for peaches And it’s too late…

You were so clever You had us all in your hands We’re seeing thru you You never had any plans It could have been better You never gave us the chance You’re being untrue But baby it’s all in the dance What’s wrong with that Im…

On the other side Of the planet I just heard the news I was served something so tragic Reaching for my muse On the other side of my attention span So abused I said “hope it’s another lie Like me and all my friends are used to” It all…

It was not for me to chose You’ve still got a lot to lose Give it up or try again Breaking ties or make amends It’s almost miraculous To go as far as you did With the rage still white hot In your white knuckle grip You were dragged…

I’m light and love Until I go broke I’m nothing but smiles TIL I’m on my last smoke And if the suns not in my eyes I could tell you a joke “It only gets better? Let’s leave it to hope” I’m a fair weather vain TIL the rain makes me…

Just getting the demos uploaded somewhere - These will act as the refrence tracks for when I go to record the cnext album Ash from the fireplace, driftin' like ghosts in the air Smoke on the ceiling, still clings to the cold in my hair Flickers…

This should be the final tune from Nitro's "Wanna Dance" album project. Ruthie's "theme song". I added the slide guitar at the end. Nitro:Guitar/Drums/vocal Ruthie:vocals Tommy:Bass Charlie:harmonica Bull: Keys Rick:Lead G. Kavin:Lead G.

Half and apple half a moon Half a dozen coyotes and a howling loon Pick a card any card It's all magic don't think too hard Don't think too hard Don't thing too hard about it Where on earth do you find the time To be anything less…

Everyone is writing songs inside their heads Waking up from sleeping in their unmade beds I cleared out space in springtime to make room for the fall I wrote you words of kindness, but I won’t speak them at all The kudzu choked the hillside…

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a walk down a moonlit alley in magnetic village cyber noir mysteries unfold electric bats feed on static bugs androids dream of the end of the earth today... a Y cable allowed me to have the Hydrasynth and Microfreak to record in to the…

by The Verve Pipe

tried out a mic it turns out I don't really like

Ice

my partner has a coat with bananas on it. it's hard to express how excellent it is. she just got a new phone and so she had to get a new case for it too and was looking at one with bananas on it, and the image of her pulling her phone out of that…

The sound of the wheels That the gravel driveway reveals I am home for a while Where I keep my things and desires Tennessee / Carolina Tie the loose ends and leave it behind You know me, I’m unwinding Soaked in gin subatomic dividing…

There was once a boy Who got inside my blood And began to make me sick I heard he loves a girl With a big house and sexy looks And he's goin' to have her kids It's like he's erasing us Erasing me And filling his life with another…

A cover of Working Hands by Tom Eisenbraun from his 2014 album "Radio Ghost"

One Newport left in the pack I know that we ain't coming back Waving goodbye to my friends Beginnings can feel like the end Thrusters go off underneath Vibrations under my feet Can't help but think of that thrill Card in my spokes as…

I took a wav file of a UDIO creation and uploaded it into ChatGPT and used the following prompts please rearrange this wav file with 3 second length markov chains and provide the output. In addition randomly reverse the 3 second sections…

I was in deep at second, my heels in the outfield - full count No one left out on the bases, familiar faces, the heat breaks a cloud Hands red from the clay dirt as I held up my glove to my faaaaaaace It smells just the way I remember, the…

The seats are all filled on the zeppelin The Tower of Babel is raised - I’m amazed! And the hope springs eternal Their fears stay nocturnal for now The plastics hold shape in the soil The farmer’s daughter goes blind - so shall I The rooster…

It's very late and I decided to mess with some ambient guitar sounds. Now I'm ready for a nice dream.

Spinning like the wheel Painted on the temple Does the wheel turn slowly Or is it me that moves? I can count the hours And I can name the prophets Kept like silver spoons Struck like wooden matches Should I call it sleep or divine…