Creeping death stalks me into the crimson sphere. My seed defunct, all thoughs of blue come to a head.
I was born. I grew up. I lust. I hate.
I have yet to play live. When I do though, it will be all acoustic.
I'm in to a lot of different artists, My greatest musical influences are random sounds. I find the noise of the EL, or a bus or any types of outside noises greatly influencing.
Sony TCM-200DV Cassette Recorder, TEAC Tape Dech, A kalimba named "The Broken Box", plastic buckets for drums, a program called "Audacity" and lots of smoke.
I hate anything.
