Moving on

He is moving on trying to forget.............

sort of a mashup, with processed field recordings, detuned keyboard jam & guitar looping

She turned to him, looked him straight in the eye and said "I don't love you no more"..........

work,in mouvement,towards the sphere of union attaining and diving into the ocean of possibilities born of flesh raised in the universal spirit music reaches the greatest heights issued from the profound depths of conciousness assuming and achieving…

Remembering when we were special. Were you special?

Jqscutt had this guitar riff that he sent me and we worked out a song with bass, rhythm, lead and drums over the internet. I posted it for a collab for some key additions. This was added by TiS friends K-Lyd and Coruz. Later, they found Liam…

One of my favorites. It was recorded a long long time ago while I was a freshman at Queens College, NY. If you like it, check out my page on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/Boris.Shpitalnik

Probably not as happy as it sounds.

When you have been trying to drink away your problems and the bar closes and you find yourself alone in the darkness trying to come to terms with them. Ever been there?

Mohamed Osman Mohamud like all domestic terrorists was a pawn for the FBI.

work,in mouvement,towards the sphere of union attaining and diving into the ocean of possibilities born of flesh raised in the universal spirit music reaches the greatest heights issued from the profound depths of conciousness assuming and achieving…

It's just a beat a made for some friends of mine.

What if the snow and its wonder involved an environmental 'imutation' or - at least - a beautiful metaphor for the great, gentle, quiet, thorough meeting... ...of the greatest, silent need.

Sunday Morning Service

Sunday Morning Service

Sunday Morning Service