People have lots of pride They just tend to talk too much Even if they have nothing to say They release their egos all the way People have lots of pride They just tend to talk too much If you don’t know what you’re talking about Do me a…

At the end Of the day I’m exhausted I don’t know what to say I see your face We’re behind Missing out Life is moving I don’t know how to stop I am loosing control This is not what I want (If) I did, not anymore I don’t know where life…

Something I wrote this weekend. Just a rough draft until I get a chance to record it properly.

Here's a version of a Bach piece I played at my sister's wedding! Enjoy!

A LITTLE DISCUSSION

Another drony piece from "BackvieW" Voices: A, U and M : KraftiM giggling: Pat (3 years old then...)

Remix of the Mamas and the Papas' and the Shirelles' "This is Dedicated to the One I Love".

singing & stuff; somewhat spectral/drone

never thinking'(as usual) I would get to edits 2 here it is in all its nastiness and subversive noises there of.. same source as the time edits 1 just re-envisioned if you will ..

as with anything that comes my way in an unexpected form the repercussion are endless here is a sample of some more second edits of old 2008 works that were in older versions of audacity but the files were still solid ,, what solid means at this…

from the crud files in audacity there is the reprocusions of this as well regurgitated and left for dead inside midday mindlessness of thinkings.

I resorted to some unmarked old CDRs in the car today on my way to and from my Dad's (I brought him a new laptop) and found one of the earlier collaborations between Norm and myself. This is dedicated to the families who have (and still…

MIRACLE POWER OF FASTING PT3 BY PASTOR WINSTON CUFFIE ...22\O8\2010

Virtual collab with Russia and Surinam Piano: Lena selyanina Voice: Bibi Part of BackvieW album

One of the first songs I wrote. A favourite with a few of my fans/friends. A song about trust, respect and apparent lack thereof. The morning holds echoes of the night before Broken glasses and hearts clutter your floor As you trawl through the…

bart - mieke - steven

bart - mieke - steven