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Similar in feel to the other Fragile Moment track. Mostly acoustic guitars recorded sitting in my shop on the H4N and then finished up in Cubase just this morning. September 9 09. Maybe a nice one for bedtime
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Timestretched acoustic guitar, cicadas. A sonic tribute to Ray Bradbury, who turns 90 this Sunday.
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I'm a complete idiot when it comes to all things midi related. Recently got myself a midi keyboard though and came up with this short piece just messing with sounds in Proteus. Really looking forward to the possibilities of combining this sort…
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Archival stuff from my distant past with former bandmates in Scartaglen. A set of traditional Irish tunes. Rescued from a cassette tape done at a concert back in the early 90's. Myself on Uilleann pipes and whistle. Mike dugger on guitar and fiddle…
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More stuff from the ancient archives rescued from the same cassette tape as Last Nights Fun. This time a set of 3 Irish reels Live at a concert back around 1992
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December 5, 2009 Album: the pleasure is all mine Artist's description: piano improvisation, edited. Contributors: The Chinese people.
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A live recording done in our studio in Tucson, AZ. This is one of the first songs that Kit and Chris ever wrote together.
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This song is from the concept album "The Tower of Rust" that we have yet to release. It is the villain (Ahriman) of our story introducing himself to the audience...and attempting to paint himself as a reluctant hero.
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This is the opening track to our yet to be released concept album The Tower of Rust. It is sung by a dying man who is trying to remember important things that will help him in his next life (he's continually reincarnated until he completes a journey…
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We are the wounded...all of us. The ones who watch. The ones who bare the scars. And those who make the scars. Humanity itself is The Wounded as we watch ourselves kill each other on the evening news, or turn our heads to see the accident victims…
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