we on a roll. we gotta go. we on a mission to make all this dough. 

everybody loves to travel through time. one in a billion and feelin so fine.

makin some racks off two hour tracks. producings these songs and loopin it back

i feel so clean like what do u mean. snorting cocaine like my name charlie sheen

i feel so great i am in space, makin these tracks with a smile on my face. 

get in my rocketship fly off to mars, last minute update recording these bars

im almost done this has been fun, 2hourtracks we do it on sun

produce and upload. create and then send. thank you for listening this is the end

weird 90s boombap

live, no overdubs, lots of busses to various compressors and EQ in post though

My first 2HTS!

Based on a game I want to make, basically this song is for a scene of a character stuck in an alien world, surviving long enough to finally make new clothes.

The title pun originates from my favorite roguelike, C:DDA

This track uses a bunch of Serum 2 instances, where I played around with mostly sync and FM to create some movement for the synths :)

Title is a pun with the "false friend" language issue between english and spanish, where "fábrica" means "factory" in spanish, sounding pretty similar with totally different meaning.

The second half is just a discarded take about an even sillier idea I had for this.

This is a relaxing but uplifting breakbeat tune with soft rock samples, a lot of juicy synth chords and arps, and a growly dubstep like bassline. It's kind of repetitive in parts, but cool. Hope you enjoy!

Whispers to me the little truths 

That hide you in your hovel

I can feel

the same icy cold hands that you do

Wrapped around my throat

at night I love to lie awake

And beat myself to unconsciousness

I worry that might be how youve spent some of your nights lately

Don't peel away what littles left 

Of everywhere you've left your imprint 

Innocence is much more hard to come by,

Than I think that you might realize....

Your skin still feels

Softer than cotton

Oh, sweet Innocence I know

You see things so sweetly, it hurts me so

To see your face fall down

When you look into your own eyes

Can you wear love around your throat

Like a shawl

And not a collar?

When you look at the girl in the mirror

What do you call her?

Call her innocent

some time

And see that you 

Treat her right

Next time