I'm mean, not so lean, cruel, obscene,
not only am I Elvis, I'm also James Dean.
Fender Jazz Bass Guitar
Groovemixer 1.7.0 beta
Ant/V/Player Media Converter 0.8.0
Fruity Loops 3.4 (vintage Fruity Loops, before there was an FL Studio)
Sony Acid Music Studio (bootleg version!!!)
Audacity (bootleg version)
AudioLab (it's an amazing Android app... MUST HAVE!)
Samsung Galaxy S-7 Edge
I am currently listening to my conscious, nagging me... It is scolding me for my recent behavior. When will I stop hurting those who love and care for me?
The vintage family album, currently under lock and key by my mother, which contains a picture of me, barely two years old, butt naked peeing on the sidewalk in front of my parent's house.
First & foremost, I'd like to thank Simon the Flying Spaghetti Monster for blessing me with the ability to pose as a composer and to create noise that is transcendent thru time and space in a rachet ever expanding universe. Of course, if you believe in the string version of the Big Bang theory, meaning you believe in a time before the Big Bang, then curb your enthusiasm accordingly.
You decide..! I certainly won't be the one to pigeon hole me into one category or genre. No, I rather you do the honors. By all means, go ahead and shove me in that hole. Maybe I'll get lucky and fall in love, or even luckier and fall inside.
I haven't a life.