Working on some ideas for a last-minute set, remembered this stack of self-help tapes that a friend found on the curb and passed on to me.

LYRICS: What am I but dust to dust The same is true for all of us I'm not upset I will return to dust in the end I am not about to bet my soul won't live again You had your chance to join the highest law You were an angel, but you gave…

Yours was the soul footsteps and breath and river all drone memories lash I trudge alone trails turned foreign paths unknown since I don't have you distant dog barking drifts by on the breeze emptiness crushes I fall to my knees…

I made this for the "Cooking with Deluge" challenge for July 2025, and also for my Hyperphantasia album project. It was partly inspired by the music and parade scene from the 2006 anime Paprika. I started by sampling some pots, lids, bowls, and…

a pop-structured, simple instrumental

Sheet music: https://imgur.com/HBMYVAk

credits: Paul and Linda McCartney

Seventh Heaven baseball cards No slip-n-slides once it gets dark The moneys in the coffee can Out there you’ll find the promised land I know it I rolled the pennies, swept the floor Put folded shirts in dresser drawers Lit the candle…

Lyrics I don’t know where you are, maybe in someone else’s heart, trying to find your way while I try to go back to the start. I am right here, waiting for you to lose your fear, turning myself into stone, trying to leave you, my dear.

Lyrics Suas mãos em meu pescoço, Apertando até meu oxigênio ameaçar sumir, Enquanto minhas mãos e dedos ficam roxos. E começa a morrer a vida que, em teoria, deveria existir. Ele aperta a cada dia mais forte, E, cada vez mais, eu perco…

Testing out some options for generating some nice drones with a four-string electric bass. Processing by Drolo Molecular Disruptor (envoloop reverb) and Pladask Fabrikat.

This is a re-do of the piano groove track from July 8. I've added a breakdown and a B part and for the most part, I'm pleased.

composed with loops from Steve Tibbetts' Friendly Fire package

You can roll the dice You can read the gospel Or just balance on the knife Kicking rocks like cigarettes You both used to like Now it’s all just plastic I could use some advice And you could use me Anytime you like Dead man’s paradise…