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Howdy! You're expecting great things I can tell! Well, click on the play buttons below and prepare to be blown away. Or at least faintly surprised.

Bleached, Boiled, Steamed

- Parental Advisory: if you are one of my parents - do not listen to this one.



What You Can Do For Us

- Persist!



*NEW* Don't Forget Who You Are *NEW*

- Hastily recorded on an SM56! I'm no Voces8 but you get the jist.



Obsession

- It's a fast piano piece really.



Revelation

- Train of thought.



Even Though I

- Song in a musical I'm writing. The character singing this one isn't based on me. I mean it - it's a long story but here she's a Bianca Jackson type character. She goes more Samantha Janus by the end.



Simon

- This, as I'm sure you'll hear was MEANT to be a song about alien spacecrafts landing in the African desert. But Simon talked over it.



Don't Listen

- Another fictional song for the musical. The main charcter's friend tries to get her sectioned because she starts having visions of the nature of reality and one day throws a slipper at an advert for multicheerios due to grains not really being natural for the human digestive system and yet they're all like "It's something the kids like...AND that's good for them!" Feigning horror at this turn of events, he secretly works for a military operation to walk through walls and is fascinated by her findings. ;)



Free Me

- If you want to achieve this recording effect, set a cheap keyboard to "Wurlizter" and put a drum loop on Little Drummer Boy on your Atari.



Help Yourself

- Help yourself to further selection of paranoia inducing tablets.



Everything Is the Same

- everything is the same. (Tim Leopard! Tim Leopard!)



Banalysis

- I suppose I started listening to Iain Lee's radio show for kicks and it spiraled out of control from there. If his callers are a fair representation of the general public...I want to know if there are still any spaces amongst the aristocracy.



Loathesome Devients

- Loathesome scum!



End Times

- We're in them. But in a good way.



Atlantians

- I never get round to finishing this one but it's about the displaced civilisation 11 thousand years ago that was forced onto ships in search of new lands. They would have created these huge vessels that looked like sea monsters which would later fool the land dwellers they finally found into thinking they were Gods or aliens or whatever, hence the appearance of the feathered serpent all over the globe. Schwing!



Frustration

- Frustration innit?



Sometimes

- I don't get it.



Please Don't

- More piano!



Technocracy

- I would say we're heading towards a technocracy if not for the fact that we're already there.



Finsbury Park

- love is blind! I wrote this one about a back-to-front-baseball-cap wearing psycho who claimed to be a millionaire who played for the Springboks. I later discovered he'd lied to me about everything except his name. Still, I'm not bitter.



3 minutes, 33 seconds and 333 milliseconds

- the difficulties of holding down two jobs.



Avante Garde

- made entirely from the radio comedy of the brilliant Tom Burchell and Mark Nelson (mainly Tom Burchell) along with actual VoiceOver Sessions I recorded in an attempt to rebrand a radio station. That attempt failed I'm afraid...but I got a song out of it which is something.



Capatalist Network

- featuring the voice of Brightonian standup comic and all round genius Tim Leopard.



Classical

- I wrote this for a three minute video.



*CHEAP KEYBOARD* Delirious

- this was a VERY cheap keyboard - you can actually hear the midi signals.



*CHEAP KEYBOARD* System Crash?

- the voice of the circuitry.



*CHEAP KEYBOARD AND CHEAP VOCODER* How Do We?

- having used a cheap keyboard for the music I thought I professional sounding voice might make it sound bad.



Space Ranger

- a song about Peter Packard AKA Peter Serafinowicz from Look Around You. *This is weird* Now that he's even more famous, Peter Sera. was in my office the other day. I was embarrassed in case he'd googled his name and found it. Gotto say - I only called it that because the original words provoked a hostile reaction from the audience at the Sussex Arts Centre. To say the least.



Not For You

- general annoyance at constantly being asked out by fools and discovering every nice man in London village is either gay or married. Plus a small divarication into the state of society today.



Driving through tunnels at high speeds

- Dance music that some love and some hate. Kraftwerk like.



Music Industry

- industrial music I guess.



Space Weather

- the weather in space.



Troglodyte

- you would also feel this way if you lived in a cave.



Weightlessness

- walking down the street feeling light headed.



Some old tracks I just found!



Look at these! I totally forgot I wrote em. They're a bit 1990s and sort of 19-year-old-with-a-Yamaha-CS1X but in a world where everything's so perfect, I think they're alright!



Seals

- Dance track about seals on snow somewhere, looking up at the Aurura.



Where

- Search for life in bleak suburbia.



Boy Can You See That?

- Sampling from "Time Team." I'm living the dream.



Angry

- An occasional boat dweller and former member of 90s phenomenon Hanson, told me this would've been a good tune, if only I hadn't used all the wrong instruments. My attempts to mock him with the Hanson joke indicate he might have been right. I am more beautiful than he though. He only said it out of jealousy.



Miami Mice

- Mice in an undercover operation to get to various floors of tall buildings, using lifts! They target the older people who wear bifocals and thus don't notice the rodents en route!



Coming soon...



Message

- First aria in an opera about the World Service. That's not to say it's the BBC World Service where I work - it's just a song about a generic radio station broadcasting to the world making it henceforth a world service of sorts, the kind of which can not sue or berate a young studio manager for any coincidental similarities.



Finsbury Park Train

- A song about the grim realisation that the scenery through the tube windows pretty much matches the reality tunnel chosen by a plucky young upstart in the radio industry who's concentrated so hard on his/her career s/he hasn't much noticed the rest of the world. (Sad).**GUYS GUYS, get with the programme would you? That's been up there under the title of "Finsbury Park" for hours now.**

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