RideFlame
A poem about endings; when something is over you will know...This track is my spoken words and an atmospheric sound track by Theory of Krin.
Experimenting with binaural sounds.
Did have the sound file for Simon Garlick added. It sounded very good! But I don't actually have the copyright...so add your own monologue.
Fairly random sense of dread...a place I wouldn't go.
For ages they had been without heads. Headless they lived, and headless they died. How long they had thus flourished none of them knew.
Layers of steam -one recording- at different frequencies. Simple piano loops weave in and out, through the steam!
Rough and distorted. "The silver apples of the moon, the golden apples of the sun.."
I was bored with keeping my sound levels in the green-amber and so I turned it all up into the RED. Starts low, ends high. Needs more distortion though.