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Song for P. This is the last and final electronic piece of music that I wrote. I hadn’t written any electronica in nearly 5 years but this girl I was in love with really enjoyed that style of music. So for Christmas, I dug my heels in and churned out this song. While simple in comparison to my other electronic works, I think it turned out amazing and in some ways is up there with the best electronic pieces I have ever done. Short and Sweet, this is the final track from my electronic album Collections: 1998-2005

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ROOF ATTACK! - Watch out for Pedestrians Assholes. This is my first real attempt at pop punk, still considering other instrumentation, not sure how i feel about the trumpet or the piano parts. Needs drums. Rough draft, written last night, recorded this morning/afternoon over last 3 hours.

EDIT: didn’t like the piano and trumpet so here it is without. Can I edit the mp3? lets see

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This song is called Moongate. Its just an acoustic guitar and myself. It was written for some friends doing some celebration called moondance and is one of my more hippie/positive happy songs. The verses come from a poem i wrote on the back of a test at school, the chorus and end I came up with while recording.  

I originally was going to hide this song away for it not being super good but its alright. Not bad enough to forever delete away I hope. Let me know what you think if you listen to it.

peace, love, and pancakes everyone.

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“The Road Into Never”, this is the first track from my electronic album written a long time ago tentatively titled Collections: 1998-2005. Similar in style to old M83, who apparently was starting too at around those years. He later got vocalist and more poppy but his earlier stuff-my stuff. 

This track is titled aka Aaron’s Song as it was explicitely meant to represent my personality. It starts neutral, goes dark and negative, ends happy and exuberant. Many of my songs contain that structure, originally started here.

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“Our Timeless World” - This is an oldey of my recording experience and since i was a *bit* drunk when I made up my own tuning to create this piece, I have not been ever to re-create the sounds of the guitar. I’ve re-recorded the vocals  couple of times and think it really needs either new lyrics and/or vocal melody. But I recorded this with my laptop and an early 2000’s era USB mic, in a bathtub, with toilet paper around the mic to try and get down the treble. The guitar parts are some of the best i have ever done, not just considering my state of mind, but the whole song itself, when heard without vocal tracks, is pretty amazing. In fact, the vocals you hear here are two bits from some poetry i had written and basically through together to form a song. Let me know what you think, please, any advice on try to salvage this is appreciated

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Flywheel Shyster, with piano tracks. I came up with the name Flywheel Shyster based on some of the Marx Bros. radio show, Flywheel Shyster and Flywheel. It was going to be my band name if i eve came to have a band. So if i go solo, it will only be a song, and here is the song… hope people enjoy it.

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It wasn’t me, one of the more poppy songs i’ve written and the one that most people tend to really like or like best, here with new piano parts, although the high piano part during the chorus i wanted to do with the trumpet but just don’t have the chops yet to pull it off, something i might do later.

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Paradise Way - I posted this yesterday, but spent many more hours mixing, adding a new piano part, and seeing what it sounds like cutting the rhythm guitar from the verse, which i have done here. I don’t know which one i like better yet but it seems pretty cool to start out with two counter melodies, rather than a standard melody, and have it pop back in loudly on the chorus.

My first (and probably last) attempt at some sort of visual art, i took a home depot sign that they were going to throw out and decided to make some recycled art! I cut it up and re-arranged it to what you see, the arrow pointing down as some light reference to the kabbalic tree of life

My first (and probably last) attempt at some sort of visual art, i took a home depot sign that they were going to throw out and decided to make some recycled art! I cut it up and re-arranged it to what you see, the arrow pointing down as some light reference to the kabbalic tree of life

Slam Piece - 3pm on the Corner of Ponce De Leon

3pm on the corner of Ponce de Leon

One mile from the APD, what do you see going on?

A pair of star-crossed muggers closing in

Running down back alley streets to dead beats

Getaway cars stall, hideout in Piedmont mall

Your boy is battered and broken in the gutter

Stuttering for help he yelps on deaf ears

Apathetic fears, encouraging cheers, voyeuristic leers

Fight or Flight is the sight of the might of majesty

Falling forward toward an everlasting travesty

Why does so much in life have to be a malady?

A man is beaten and bloody on the sidewalk lot

Not drunk or stoned or laying out on the spot

His pain is felt a thousand times over

In those sober enough to take responsibility for the world over

Hurl yourself toward those that are hurting

Save a single soul before it goes out burning

For the yearning, the urging, the purging of divine providence

Perusing the confines of the starry-eyed mind

Will put you in a bind this time-but it’s worth the price

To lift up a man whose heart is pure as Christ

And the victor knows not fear, he can tell

The difference between a lie and what is real

You’ve got to trust what you feel

And help your fellow man, give a goddamn hand

Unless you need it first; Don’t leave in a hearse

Get rid of that thirst and walk the streets

Join the meets and greets and to hell with the heat.

This is the way man helps each other

Himself, his friends, or a brother

And I’m not saying action is the only reaction

Our traction is covered in oncoming waves

You have your own wave and way, other saves, another day

The world cannot be won on the shoulders of one man

(or woman) just don’t be bland, your job is not to play Atlas

And start to notice the little things, the world turning

The moon and the sun and the planets that are blooming

In the darkness of the night sky, feel the moment

The moment of the host of our billion species

Live your life, love all you can, help who you must

And don’t make a fuss, love is the infinity of trust

Steal your freedom…….and take it back home.