Check out the Smashing Pumpkins drums on this one.

This was supposed to have been a remix of a Neil Schuh song. But he hated it so I saved his bit for last and pretended it was my own. Fun fact: I played this at my high school music exam. It was either that, or sing.

Recorded at an old piano in a basement LAN at somebody's house, sometime early 1999. Recording method: chucking a pair of gamer headphones under the hood of the piano and playing the first thing that came to mind. The whispering noises: my LAN…

The flute sound hurts my brain now. Can't remember why I was so fond of it.

No points for guessing the sample. I'm sorry, mr. don't-you-fucking-know-what-you-are. I was just a kid.

This is what I did as a kid instead of punching walls.

This is an assault on all GMO producers and their sickly food... (Did you know the FDA co-owns the patent on the terminator gene, with Monsanto...) Words and music by CMOR (2010)

Back when there was something called mp3.com (late 90's), I uploaded this album. They rejected this song because of a Prodigy sample (even though, despite the many stolen samples, there are no Prodigy samples in this song). However, they kept…

This was me being weird.

Yes, it's the opening theme to Delphine's Out of This World (U.S. title: Another World). I was a nerd.

Rise and shine, you whiny cunt.

Three bloody stumps stitched together. That's a real drumkit playing at the end. I had a beat-up old thing set up in my bedroom at my parent's house (high school, probably early 1999). I hung a microphone from the ceiling and tried to play along…

Yeah. I know French. Sure. Croissant voulez-vous.

I just stole a fresh batch of samples and wanted to try them out. Unfortunately I never really got around to finishing this one up. It just sort of stops.

I wrote this because we needed music to play Quake 3 to.

Let me stop you right there and say, no, I don't know the person providing the sample. I found it mp3.com (remember that from the late 90's?). I don't know why someone would upload an 11 minute track of themselves having a very fake orgasm, but…

My friend Thorbjørn Bach Larsen came by one summer day at my parent's house, maybe 2000 or 2001, with an old rehearsal amp and played guitar solo for this track. It was the first time I'd ever recorded a real instrument. I didn't tell him that…