A noisy version of the piece where every instrument is played through at least two overdrive pedals. [more inside]
New work in progress, aiming for pissed off radical lefty sludge. [more inside]
Mournful sludge/doom/noise rock. This is the first heavy tune I've composed in quite a few years, and I suppose it's my attempt to rationalize the current state of world affairs through a Neurosis-esque filter.
This instrumental explores not only ambiences and walls-of-sound seemingly inspired directly by cosmic travels, but also features electronics, samples, drones, and beautifully melodies peppered with a lot of dissonance, creating sonic tapestries perfectly suited for reflecting, reading an Arthur C. Clarke (or Isaac Asimov) book and taking a journey through the stars. This is Sounds of Sputnik.
Recorded in 2003 by my band, struction. Noisy, loud, fast. [more inside]
A track from my defunct band, Struction. Fast and loud. [more inside]
The second effort for this year's RPM Challenge from my experimental, noisy super-happy-fun project, "The Very Best of Spaz." Like its ocean dwelling namesake, this Immortal Jellyfish always manages to revert to its juvenile form. [more inside]
My first ever RPM challenge song, a sludgy, fuzzy guitar riff-driven groove in the grand tradition of Oneida, Brian Jonestown Massacre and Sabbath. [more inside]
if you experience a librarian lasting longer than 4 hours call your doctor [more inside]
A noise-rock take on Robert Wilkin's "That's No Way to Get Along". 100% racist invective free, guaranteed- BECAUSE YOU ASKED FOR IT. Nothing offensive but the screams and the sound quality.
From Struction's yet to be released full length. Two guitars and drums.
My second band, Brevator, improvised this for a sound check while recording. We liked it so much we ended up keeping it.
My band, Struction, recorded this in the Spring.
cloeburner and I used to be in an improv noise rock band called cloeburner. When I listen to this song, I think of a majestic bald eagle, sinking slowly into a pool of lava and contemplating its own mortality. I hope you will, too.