Another song I once recorded badly on a 4-track. This one is not so much changed from the original, just a better performance (I hope!) and recording. Well I'm rusting away and I'm soon gonna die 'cause my body is slowly being oxidized and I…

An oldie, which I recorded very badly on a 4-track back in the 20th century. I have always wanted to do a "full" version with the bombastic fanfare I always envisioned. Here it is. I grind my butt into the sand where the ocean meets the…

Written while I was an exchange student in the U.S., probably at the student library, right after the New Year 1998.

I wanted more songs that WEREN'T about death and destruction. This song is not really autobiographical. I go down to my basement room To get away from everything To forget forgettable days Try to find something interesting Got a big comfy…

A song I wrote when I was about 19 years old. I never thought it was good enough to record. Maybe I was wrong! I float around in a pool of slime I can't be seen with the naked ey You know it's gonna be lotsa fun To munch out on a bacterium…

A song about the upcoming End of the World. They tell me that the world is almost ended the calender runs out and there's nothing more to say The sun will flicker out and leave us all to die So many things will be left undone You and I will…

A strange interludey thing based around the Akira drum and a really funky choir sample, singing a gratingly mechanical version of the opening theme to the Delphine game Out of This World (Another World). Yes, I was a nerd.

This version with vocals was recorded well after the fact. It was written with Sarah Palin in mind.

I wanted to start an album with a burst of white noise. I'm not sure why. Nor was I sure what to do afterwards. So I just chucked out a few chords.

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.