We’ll make it, through the night Won’t go half way, we will fight We’ll make it to the morning Side by side Lives wasted, it ain’t right In the darkness, throughout the night Though we all band together for this fight The war won’t be…

I know it’s getting late But I believe it may be our fate Don’t make me wait and wait I just need to know If the answer is no, just say no If the answer is yes, please say yes Don’t make me guess You know what’s at stake Don’t believe…

Living to love, loving to live, Living to love, loving to live It’s just a simple plan… Well as I sit by the light of the moon I must admit that I’m thinking of you And though it’s only for a moment Now I realize just what I’ve found…

Playing the game And the rules often change And I go long, long, long The game is on It’s all at risk Raising the stakes I’ll do what it takes Because I know I’m strong And the game is on I won’t look back But today is the day I…

Dorking around with MIDI. Sample Track 3 plugin in Reaper.

MIDI shenanigans in Reaper.

More MIDI. Having fun with synths.

More MIDI. More synths.

More MIDI. Free orchestral samples this time.

On a resent group meeting of musicians , I was reminded of the love of Latin rhythms. Thank you Bethan. This is a tune dedicated to a los angeles luthier family ,Candelas, who build old style classic guitars. My fist real guitar was one of…

from the album "the Machine" it's hard without a heart pretending to care watching with greed and spite you're unaware you'll never see the ghost inside the machine you're weak and all alone that's why you fail programmed to fix the…

from the album "the Machine" nothings wrong with me it's all in your mind everything's ok and I am feeling fine must be some mistake or you've misunderstood whatever you might think everything is good, so good the power is still on…

from the album "the Machine" blinking lights, on my face so bright, it's a show inside, and it feels so right starless road, and the air's too cold, makes me feel so old, but this tales been told and I can't ration with my mind tequila…

from the album "the Machine" feel, the cold steel my heart, has no soul what more, could I ask for a life with no goal it's hard to be a total automaton here we, go softly into that good night and press on, the games won no need to…