Straight-ahead robot rocker? [more inside]
This is a generated guitar piece. [more inside]
The sad robot loves you and will never leave you. [more inside]
Another song from my newish free EP of quirky electronic cheese, "Part Time Drum Machine." I sort of picture a mechanical sunrise operated by heavy robots intent on bringing light joy. You know. [more inside]
It's one minute long. It's background music for a robot factory.
Cover version of perhaps my absolute most favorite 80ies TV-series, Les Mondes Engloutis. (It was called Spartakus And The Sun Beneath The Sea in the US.) [more inside]
A little robot dreams of world domination.
I've been working on this song for the past few months. This is the result of my trying to write something sad. Unfortunately, my recording computer died last week, so some bits final mix came out sounding a little more sloppy than intended as there were a couple things I wanted to re-record. Also, I'm terrible at writing second verses.
Easy, nostalgic, cinematic electronica. The challenging part was getting the robots to sing - not too mechanically, but not too uncannily either.
I decided that God Particle's 1988 needed lyrics, so I added some text-to-speech from Phoenix's Last Transmission From Mars. Everything is better with sad robots! [more inside]
My submission to the spy challenge. [more inside]
Or "Hooray for the Humans" a meditation in Post-Apocalyptic Folk-Rock! Every now and then, someone favorites (or unfavorites) this little line, which I dropped as a comment on a great post about the world after humans. It's actually the opening line to a song I've been mean to post forever. Here's the cleanest version I've got so far. [more inside]
Here's a track from my album about wanting to be a robot. I figure lots of you folks can probably relate. My band is currently touring the east coast, with dates in VA, NC, WV, MD, PA, NJ, NY, CT, and VT. Details inside!
Have the robots become sentient? What will all the robots think when they watch us humans go through our daily lives? Will they know I was very drunk, alone in my band's creepy practice space? Will they still like me?
My band recorded this for a Song Fight. It's quirky casio acuostic rock, with just a hint of out of tune accordion, and percussion supplied by a djembe. That's me singing.