Description : select your alter ego
Description : Creature of habit, every book they could write has the same first page.
Description : snow and rain fight it out in split custody, a bittersweet month, winter dies a short time before spring shakily reaches up with a howling yawn, the fleeting twilight hours between seasons,
the myriad snowflakes expiring even before landfall, like tired little astronauts breaking up on re-entry
Description : Winds buzzing the tower in a capricious flyby, metachronal waves scurrying through the reeds.
The surface of a lake soon returns to normalcy, as do the fronds. Ephemeral as its form, is its effect. It takes a storm to do anything more than make the flora perform a fleeting dance.
Description : Even with covering fire from the garden, one steps on his(?) words, and still manages to make a fool of himself. Both got that bead drawn on the balcony, neither quite hitting the mark. A face and a voice too disparate. Swaying to borrowed words like a mantra.
redux of stray but fleshed out as per the original notes
Description : Churning and cutting a path to nowhere, given color and form by the surroundings it has destroyed. Paying lip service to the skies, my personal landlocked hurricane, quietly making its way to where no one can see. Turning itself inside and out. Whiling and whirling away in the throes of night.
Description : a song meant for someone i treasured very much, life takes its turns, and we have to adapt to survive, but its always nice to remember the near violent passion you once shared. one that shaped your being, its a challenging memory, but impossible to forget. Guitar wasp tama and sakura.
Description : burlap salt and plasma,
a rabid push with what little you can rally,
intermittance, fear and solidarity collab, a voice each,
from a track with my friend, left space for vocal and backup/sample tracks.
its the sound of existence of one (the low end) and the input and affirmation of others,(the melody) after the breakdowns, theyre just echoes,
be one thing, hear another
combative and lively.
feel free to use for practice, show me if you have a good flow too, id love to hear it.
Description : a fight in a shadowy confined place i dont like to frequent, theres some art to the struggle, but an ongoing repressed sadness in its bilateral futility.
no way to plan no way to brace or defend, you never know if youve connected with them or if you're swinging at the walls.
an angry duet among fighting kin
one highpitched and abundant, one low and dirty.
just because hes the underdog and the one we meet first act doesnt mean he's the hero in this tale.
Description : the second beat i ever made
features verses by philosofist
hook by fit2live
these guys really inspired me.
being torn between two worlds.
is it two ages, or two different guys
one at home, sorrowful,
the other inbound and optimistic,
its up to you really.
just when you rebuild your foundation on unexploded shells
dont stomp too hard
Description : going back to my roots
this was the first song i ever made
freshfaced and sitting with a stolen laptop and copy of fl 8 in my garage using the outside stereo aux for monitors so i could go all night just me and my pipe
i dont entirely miss those days but i miss that guy
words by looperfam highgrade Philosofist
all the music is me, i dont use samples for instrumentation
never have since the start
Description : i am the stray
Description : a composition i learned my kontrols slicing feature
i wanted four melodies four levels for easy switching when i had to deal with the s4s scheme
the graduated cylinder fizzing bubbling then bursting to a shower
recorded on a songbird, if you use subs, you may want to turn down the bass response
sure, you were proved right but the whole damn lab burned down around you,
and yes, there are no bells,
feel free to use this one for practice
Description : a short synth line
learned how to edit events lfo-wise so i put it to use
the sound of happy failure
picking up your things and marching out into the dark
we have all thrown our hands up and said f-this
how many of us have followed through,this is for those of us that pick up and tread out into that inky black with motive.
who the hell knows whats next,
but not this.
Description : in the dead of night
almost as if she were gliding across its surface
we followed her by oar out into the fog
by light of lantern and torch we watched her run aground
was the only sound we heard the ride out and back
oarsmen heaving silently throughout
Description : theres always a way
bass guitar synth studio piano and drumkit
grace and shrewdness are both virtues, pardon my frankness
polite folks just dont get it done.
always tinged with a knowing desperation and a flashy facade.
Description : everybody panics when the walls fail
Description : needs a voice
remember jamming that green button over and over?
ringbacks are awful, so it could be worse
the touchpad is blurring, and that numbers starting to sound like something
made entirely from dialtones pitchbended to hell
Description : square/sine guitar and drumkit
a premonition of the unwilling visits that were to come it seems
unstoppable force led me here
borne of my own will,
i wished id wake up somewhere else,
but i ended up back here,
That intake has seen me a few too many times.
Description : simple little motive, been having to deal with rl shit and needed to get back to work. starting up the forge again.
the power and bravado she lends is incredible,
when shes only a blinded touch, she runs me wholly,
but upon sight she becomes a monster.
put the f-ing glasses on.
Description : its intoxicating to live in only passive possibility, strolling through the aisles humming to ourselves.
this is an ode to wondering what its like on the other side of the glass,
we love to window shop at these times, visit new ideas and ideals, change the vibe, its the silver lining to the state.
Description : the sound of my home, on the gulf,
gypsy bards gotta flap hard to stay with daughters of the sun
Description : a revision of the synth in inbetween, moved it to piano
Description : couldnt sleep, but i kinda dig the result
wanted to try some new stuff out, been testing my boundaries lately
piano wasp drumkit and ogun at 75 bpm
Description : just one piano, upbeat but sorta jaded, a healthier breed of optimism
an older voice to a younger one, guiding and protecting, i always imagine lyrics to the melodies to give myself a more natural instrumentation
you are never truly alone