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Well, it's been about (over?) 3 years since I last posted. I haven't done a single music-related thing in that time. This one just kind of came out. It's an instrumental waltz about walking in the city.
Cinephile IDM, short and sweet. The name says it all.
A bit of terrible Friday inscrutability, for all my friends at MeFi Music.
I don't know what's scarier: re-imagining your favorite early-60s Halloween novelty record sounds as Garageband "dub," a full MIDI trumpet section, or the slug people who overtake the vampires late in the song. (You'll know it when you hear it.)
Demo for a song about my neighborhood here in Los Angeles...with mouth trumpet!
Summer's nearly over, but never fear -- it's always the sunniest season on your HiFi! Ford and the Prefects and the Don Ho Symphony Orchestra present "Hawaii," this year's breakout good-times swingle.
It's disco-licious tune ambitions, and how they eat you up!
My jingle entry - a bit of seaside nastiness.
A "disgruntled" version of a song I've been playing with for a while. Wrote the 'actual' song, but ended up preferring this nasty explosion of multi-tracked vocal and noise to the acoustic version.
When I was in high school, I loved industrial music. I still do, but secretly. This was an attempt to sate my inner angst-ridden teen. Some NSFW lyrics at the very beginning.
A song in honor of the young artists in Portland, Oregon.
So, when I got a copy of the excellent Music From The BBC Radiophonic Workshop a while back, I got a wild hair to sequence tracks of that nature. This is one of them. I wanted it to sound like music from an educational science film.
Cover of the classic Neutral Milk Hotel track, recorded with a band. The three of us are writers by trade, so we're calling ourselves "Evil and Wow!" (get it? get it??)
Based on a true story.
Melodramatic pop song about a fourteen year-old having an affair with his teacher.
Written during the Montecito fires. Finally got around to adding vocals.
Recorded on my lil' Samsung cell phone, at a friend's apartment.
Wrote this after a bad break-up, about two years ago.
Whipped up in a hurry, a glum song for 2009. Happy New Year, MetaFilter!
Inspired by true events, and wanting to rip-off the repetitive drone of "Baby's On Fire."
In honor of the big guy's birthday, a song about one possibility for his holiness's return. When Revelation comes/You won't find me hitting no big kettle drums...
I wanted to write a short, Carpenters-y song about being lonesome and disintegrating. Ideally, it'd be sung by a woman with a melodious, colorful voice, not a froggish man who croaks like Luke Haines stuck between two boulders.
A distorted, washed-out, synthy-coustic helltrip.
The Wicker Man, Nathaniel Hawthorne's "The May-Pole of Merry Mount," and the auto-tuner. It's seasonal song - we're heading our of autumn, wearing out animal masks, and barreling head-long into winter.
Devastated folktronic cover of Dylan's version of Rick von Schmidt's Cambridge classic, "Baby Let Me Follow You Down."