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A trace of various examinations of questions I have had about melody, beauty, tradition. This is not the degenerate case, but rather it is about the degenerate case.
The second preview track to my upcoming album.
My first real ambient work. It comes from a pair of life changing conversations with two dear friends.
an improvisation on my smart phone, recorded in the breakroom during my lunch break at work
An improvisation on an instrument programmed using the csound DSL for audio synthesis, running in real time on a nokia n900 smart phone.
In the spirit of David Tudor's Rainforest pieces, but the wrong animal is singing.
Me and MeFi's own Minus215Cee. I play the squishy trumpet and scratchy electronics toward the right, he plays the sharp sax toward the left.
A recording of live synthesis made in Da Vinci park.
Audio synthesis performed in US Grant park.
5:30 in the morning at the park by Da Vinci middle school, me and my sampling synth and some birds under a roof
A performance with a synth made using the supercollider programming language
An ambient piece, performed in the fountain at Oregon Park in Portland, OR
George Rekers, one of the founders of Focus on the Family, needs love and self acceptance. This love song is made with his own words, as recorded by a journalist shortly after he was seen with an escort at an airport (along with some simple synthesizers).
An artifact of the 10th anniversary, with some embellishment.
HTEETH remix of Carpet of Sexy vaguely referencing the MC5
Albert Ayler wrote music about ghosts, witches, devils, demons, and angels. The levels on this range widely. If you use a compressor, you get a declawed piece, but not the one I wrote.
My version of Florida, by the Butthole Surfers, off of the Rembrandt Pussyhorse album.
Fluidsynth with the Yamaha piano soundfont from http://zenvoid.org/audio.html. My mouth. A zoom H2 personal recorder.
A loud composition, in 7/4 time, 120 BPM.
A minimal microtonal piece in 5/4.
An entry to the amnesty challenge, trying out the "wrong" challenge.
In the soundtrack to my life, this song is the last two days.
Something blossoms out of something else, it would be ugly on its own, but coming from something so putrid it is sublime.
Free Jazz. Five trumpets, five drums.
A 24 hour noise number. Not for the faint of heart.