A slice of stompy psych-rock with plentiful tambourines and rich, undulating waves of FUZZ. I also made a video featuring my glove puppet and alter-ego Fluffy, if you want the full gesamskunstwerk 'sperience.
Blaseball is on siesta, so I took the opportunity to write this tribute to the Kansas City Breath Mints' favorite pitcher: a dirtbag lich who loves to vape, drink Four Loko and throw walks. [more inside]
A tribute to Blaseball player Sutton Picklestein, who was offered resurrection at a terrible price, and said "No thank you." [more inside]
"So who are we but stories And who's truth be told?"
Chance. [more inside]
The price of your ambivalence is ready if you wanna come and see.
I was working on songs for my Microvague project and really just wanted to make something to use the phrase "Long Cool", so this is what came out of it...
Ambient instrumental. Just bass + guitar.
I've briefly interluded from my normal style of electronica music in order to focus more on a sort of indie rock sound, because clearly we need more of that totally not done-to-death genre, right? I'd appreciate any feedback, though, as I have a hard time being objective and either love or hate most of my creative output. I've also included an impromptu creative writing piece inspired by the general idea in my head I had for this song. Details inside, yada yada. [more inside]
Post-rock instrumental. Guitar, bass, programmed drums.
Well, here's a rock song I made. I'm not good at descriptions. The rest of the ep is various places as 'Microvague'. [more inside]
Rock song about a pizza buffet [more inside]
Nasty, brutish and short [more inside]
In the spirit of perpetually re-arranging and re-recording our songs, 'Received Wisdom' has now evolved into this rather sleek beast. [more inside]
The first track I've finished in a project of doing ska covers of The Band songs [more inside]
A jaunty (for us) Carbon 7 number from last August. I was making notes on my phone of little snippets of conversation to use as song titles. No clue how we got there, but it seemed hilarious at the time. Utterly improvisational. [more inside]
I've posted a few old Hurlo Thrumbo songs here before -- this is an unfinished project from mere weeks before we broke up. Rough mix, rescued from 24 track 2-inch tape, scratch vox. [more inside]
I just wanna nest; I cannot find a nest now [more inside]
This is a "reconstruction" of my most popular song, "Nothing but the Rain," that came out last fall. Formerly a more mellow folksy song, the vocals are different and there is more energetic instrumentation. Can be found in all the usual digital places (Spotify, iTunes, Soundcloud, etc.) under my name "MK Ellison." Enjoy!
It's been a while but I'm back with an evolving sound (and a changing voice). My new "official" single, "Time," is a midtempo, mysterious, moody alternative rock song with rich vocals. [more inside]
There may be historical inaccuracies. More of the same from a 90s bedroom. [more inside]
One man band home recording from the 90s. [more inside]
I think I wrote and recorded a Gin Blossoms song? I'm pretty happy with how it came out, but I don't know if I can take any credit. This is just me channeling the 90s. I guess I should ask for advice about how to manage the ceilings when using limiters. (more inside) [more inside]
Short, rocking song I wrote about an idiot who's in over his head. It's built around a guitar part that was stuck in my head and a surf drum beat. [more inside]
This is a sad, grim, angry dirge that I wrote out of frustration at my complicity in systemic injustice. 100% Ableton Live software instruments, aside from the percussion in the final chorus, which is a Nord Drum 3P, which is AMAZING btw. [more inside]
Song written with my old band, Big Ghost, about unseasonable New England weather. Bit of an oldy but goody, I threw together this recording to send to my old bandmates on the east coast as I live in sin in California. Hope you enjoy. If you can, please help me with toning down the harshness while keeping the excited sound. [more inside]
Track one off our most recent release, a dual album set called Infrared & Ultraviolet. This is the first song on Ultraviolet. For once we get right to the point, & make a short & sweet 8 1/2 minutes. Made up on the spot - totally improvisational. Titled such because there's three of us & we mirror one another as we play. Plus, it breaks space. [more inside]
Riff rock and college football. [more inside]
Simple post rock instrumental. Guitars, programmed drums, crowd sample. [more inside]
This is one of two plus songs written by mistake/default around iphone wake-up tones. Y'know, you wake up at some godawful hour with that godwaffle loop in your ear and eventually you're going to make something of it. I mean...you'd hope, Godwaffles. You'd hope. [more inside]
Carbon 7 is an improvisational/experimental trio that creates spontaneous music at the moment it's recorded. I left a tad of dialog at the beginning, so you could here our "process." Dennis gives Ron a hard time about choosing a key, then I call out C# & start it off. Clocks in at a whopping 26.5 minutes, but it evolves slowly the entire way. [more inside]
This is the only advice I have for new parents these days. Had to salvage this song from a lost-when-near completed track, so the mixing is what I could work with, but I'm pretty happy with it. Enjoy! [more inside]
Almost ten years old: Came across one of my favorite songs from my band Big Ghost. One of our first attempts at home recording with drums. It's about backyard baseball, magic tricks, social anxiety and flirting. [more inside]
My attemp to ripoff the Pixies, Radiohead, etc..
Another fuzzy, rather lo-fi outing for Sredni Vashtar... [more inside]
Moody, jazzy little tune that explodes towards the end. About the delicious dread of falling in love when both people have baggage. This is my second big attempt at faking swing drums, so pointers would be helpful. As per usual, I started out wanting a sparse mix but it got away from me a bit. [more inside]
Breezy song about hanging out in LA [more inside]
I came up with the chorus in the shower this morning and decided to record something by day's end. [more inside]
I miss the lazy rock of the 90's. Lean into the derivative. [more inside]
Another track from my first solo album. Like a great many of these lyrics, it began as a joke, albeit a sardonic one. President Trump had done something else horrifying and I said, out loud to mrs. eustacescrubb, "he was right. I AM tired of winning!" [more inside]
Get your fingers snapping and your toes tapping. [more inside]
Impossible Bookings is a collaboration I kinda sorta foisted upon cicadaverse, who initially posted the instrumental version of this track 6 months ago. I put words to what he'd created, we each reworked what we had into shorter form, he remixed my vocals and added to the instrumentation...then life happened to us both. We caught up recently after a few months off, remastered it, and called it good. [more inside]
This is a funny one - a collective demo that I suspect will always sound far, far better than any band recording we manage to cobble together. As the band's guitarist it burns a little bit to not have played or written a single note of this, but I can't argue with the end result.
A song about being the king of a frozen wasteland... of emotions [more inside]
Quasi-rock song with awkward, loping rythm, questionable tuning, and lyrics to nowhere. Utilizes the f word. [more inside]
All this awful flood action has inspired me to dig up the sad old tail of Highway Boy, raised by his trucker brother, because his father was a hurricane and his mother was a cellar door. [more inside]
Trap downtempo post blues rock. [more inside]
the latest experiment in creativity...
Punk, metal, jazz, slack, folk and noise. This pretty much typifies the grab bag that was my band, Big Ghost. Like trying to get Pavement and RHCP to agree on California rock. It's a mess, but it was our kinda mess. [more inside]