Instrumental is just a couple of riffs I had lying around. I feel as though it is vaguely reminiscent of a Tool song, albeit without Maynard James fucked-up lyrics or weird time signatures. Just some layered guitar over a drum loop.
Fiction, comedy, music, pop-culture musings, and other awesome nonsense from a disembodied head floating in the ether...
To wake up Is to stretch the shoulders Pull on the neck Pop the back Crack the knees Bend the joints and listen To the cacophony of sounds...
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