Made completely out of random public domain samples that i could find, using audacity portable. Didnt have my laptop but just wanted to make something, and it sounds arite

Dadaism? mm.

When Idols Lead

A track I worked on for my band album, but it didn't match the overall mood so we decided to shelf it. But I still want to share it so here it is

Made in 45 minutes because I had to catch the bus :3

Lost...

Experimenting synths, scales, ipads, portamentos, what have you....

The title is a pun. In case one doesn't get it, referencing to Boards of Canada. Heavy influence from their warm, vintage electronic sounds.

It's difficult to think of riffs to go along with abstract synths, on the spot. A few stumbles here and there, but then again, there is the fun in it.

Woke up too early today, couldn't sleep. Snow+Dawn outside, so just decided to play something random as the sun rose.

Signifies 'Day', second of the two part drone release under the moniker 'Bigotry'. Usually it goes Day->Night, but because of the dark nature overall, decided to put this track after. The intro provides some soothing, followed by the dusk…

Made under the moniker "Bigotry". Signifies 'Night'. Weird dark drone music. Fades into 'Day', coming up.

The wind roars. The night is pitch-black. The rails wet. Ideal. I thought it would be harder. Perhaps it is only as hard as one deems it to be. It approaches. I am terrified, but it needs to be done. I let out everything that is human, as a…

There’s so much going on right now. And we just take it in. I mean, just stop. Pause. Look at what you are doing. How are you doing this? How does one understand? Associate? Years ago, I saw munchkins. In a famous film. And they were funny…

It’s either an importance of worth, or an importance of a sacrifice to the worth. But, the important bit doesn’t go away. Is that a compulsion? No clue. Maybe my misanthropy is a result of feeling more important than society. Maybe the clue to…

Well, that didn’t help. Gives me time to think more though. Seem to be standing in an endless grey mist, in puddles of water that don’t feel wet. Nothing good came of this. You know those dreams you have, your ambitions of being the best, when…