From what I can tell, this piece has no genre… it is an odd mix of a few things, but not enough of any one of them to be considered a member of that group. So, when you find a new critter which is certainly a new species… likely a new genus… probably a new family… and seriously might be a order. It has an exoskeleton, gives birth to live young (asexually somehow?), has a beak… We recognize all those parts, but it doesn’t fit anything. Might be a new phylum.
So, you got an action movie set in India with an awesome badass antihero who just kills people with her mind. Boy, have I got the music for your introductory scene! Serious badassery going down here. This piece is sharp and crisp and just cool.
While not an epic hour-long relaxation juggernaut, Soaring is an excellent relaxation workhorse with just enough mystical qualities to keep it from being truly peaceful. Imagine a calm monkey hanging out at a remote monastery who, from time to time, will touch a tree – causing the tree to age a decade in a matter of seconds. I mean… still pretty calm, but something isn’t right about that.
This piece was built almost entirely with arpeggiators. What does that mean for you? Probably nothing. But holy man! Does this sound like it is from 1983! So, pop a tape of “Flashdance” in your VCR… and then spend like 8 minutes rewinding it… because, apparently your cousin couldn’t be bothered to do that. Seriously, Karen! You did the same thing when I lent you “Smokey and the Bandit II”, and I didn’t say anything because you had a hard week, but still managed to make the Jell-o Salad with the grapes for the family reunion… which was nice. Anyway, I’ll probably just get you one of those $20 tape rewinders they have at Radio Shack for your birthday. I also enrolled you in the Battery of the Month Club. You’re welcome. Uncompressed Download
Deep grooving crazy big percussion. Super danceable! High energy, without every getting the way. Useful for tech videos, badass characters, or general listenings! The download comes with all the parts separated out as well as a bonus track at 165 beats per minute (slightly slower and even deeper grooving!). Uncompressed Download
Secret of Tiki Island
Co-written with Bryan Teoh while he was on vacation (Thanks Bryan!) this is all the mystery and chill groove you need. So come on you cats and swingers, enjoy yourself a Jet Pilot (served in a pineapple of course) and help unravel the Secret of Tiki Island! Can you save yourself and the island from the Volcano!? No. Of course you can’t. It is a freaking VOLCANO. If the pyroclastic flows and lahars don’t kill you, the carbon dioxide and hydrogen sulfide probably will.
Funky drum machines? Yes, please! Also a killer bass line. This is both big and fun… kind of like the Paul Bunyan Experience… if Paul Bunyan were hip. Unlike most of my tunes, this one has an actual ending! Uncompressed download comes with all the parts to make your own mixes – should this one be insufficient.
Oh! The horror! This is NOT a fun piece. It WILL make you feel like there is something seriously wrong. Did those veins on my forearm always look like that? I mean, they’re doing a weird criss-cross pattern… and they look REALLY blue. I would have noticed that before, surely! I wonder if this has anything to do with the meteor that came down in Mr. Wilson’s pond last night? Uncompressed download comes with 4 stem files in case you don’t need all the creepy, all the time.
Jazzy! Gumshoe-y! Mystery-y! I suck at making adjectives. Who needs adjectives anyway! I’m fine without adjectives. How fine without adjectives, you may ask? I can’t say – as that would require some sort of descriptor! And I don’t need descriptors in my writings… Maybe one… tiny little… NO! What am I thinking!? I refuse! I’ve completely had it with adjectives! Hah! Adverbs work perfectly fine! Woohoo! Adverbs! And before I get mail… adjectives killed my family, so I can go off on them all I want.
Upbeat, bright, and super catchy! Just try not to rap to this piece! TRY IT! You can’t, can you! I mean… I can, but I’ve been training to not rap my entire life. It started with me not-rapping in my childhood in the upper midwest. My lack-of-rapping hit a new high while on a high school band trip to Disney World, and was again bolstered in a crazy non-rap filled Spring Break in Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario. There’s just something about not-rapping and industrial forestry…