We break through into hyperspace and enjoy the ambient vibe.

We start out by boarding in Starlight Terminal 17D, where we board our starship cruiser and accelerate toward light speed.

It all started with a tinkle on the ivories Blue eyed boy some say you’ve got it The gift of the gab The harmonious Tounge That can sing a love song With all the good intentions gone Somewhere some blue eyed boy weeps all…

resampled live old time music with a twist

it is what it is

My attempt at a country song, I wasn't intending to write one, but my Muse said to!!! I suffer and I fear of what life might bring Through the trials and tribulations, yeah, it's a thing I just try to hang on to all the things I love But…

Demo for FAWM ’25. Music by @sjbatavia. [Verse] I can't sleep at night, too many haunted visions, when I close my eyes. Icy empty sheets. A phantoms kiss, smothering me. Bedrooms midnight glow, a rose hue shade I've never known. A taunting…

2025 RPM Challenge song idea number 11 becomes finished song number seven. This one is okay, I think. I like the chorus at least. Not terrible. Rhythm guitars are a Takamine F-400 S 12-string into a Shure SM57. The lead guitar is a Gibson…

Within the holographic display of the Generation Ship, this was the first dream that they programmed. It would repeat and echo itself across an infinite number of simulated lifetimes, adding some tender warmth to the Great Sleep.

At first, all the cogs and gears worked gracefully. Those hibernated on the Generation Ship lived happily under the watchful eye of its holographic array, in a state of simulated bliss. I could only watch from behind glass. A conductor cannot…

Over millennia, the Generation Ship passed through the light of thousands of suns. Its sheathing was designed to protect its delicate equipment and sensitive cargo from the hazards of the Dangerous Space.

Under the holographic array, those hibernated experienced one lifetime after another, fueled by the seeds of the Root Dream. The Root Dream danced with their own memories from a dead planet, and spawned a plethora of evolving child dreams. Each…

As the Conductor, I could not partake in the dream cycles. My life had been extended through artificial means so I could survive the long journey, living a single uninterrupted existence with my own segregated dreams. From behind the cold metal…