Short piece for small string quartet, Inspired by the tea rooms in the old Carnforth train station(hence the title!).

Trippy and discordant.

I wrote this song awhile back for a girl I used to like. Lyrics : Cute hair, Perfect eyes. Would die for anything… Lovely smile, lovely hands. Would die for anything, to be with you. Sitting across this table I feel like a million miles…

I wrote this song awhile back for a girl I used to like. Lyrics : Cute hair, Perfect eyes. Would die for anything… Lovely smile, lovely hands. Would die for anything, to be with you. Sitting across this table I feel like a million miles…

lyrics: Hey love, I dont blame you For living up your dream and then tearing it down. Hey love, I dont blame you. for building up your dreams. and then kickin it down. But Superman He cant save us now. Now can he? No he can't Cause' Superman…

Ahh, drone. Funny how extremely slow, repetitive, yet heavy phased guitars drown out the world and still make a melodious impact. Technically not much I would agree, but after listening to Xela's recitation, man, it just moves me. There is a done…

Ahh, drone. Funny how extremely slow, repetitive, yet heavy phased guitars drown out the world and still make a melodious impact. Technically not much I would agree, but after listening to Xela's recitation, man, it just moves me. There is a done…

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

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