Only in the twenty-first century can you play with an instrument before it actually appears, or its digital cousin.

Waiting for the System 1's hardware arrival and broken guitar evenings.

One on each wind, they test the light.

Live December 11, 2016

It doesn't make rational sense - sometimes you chain things together, and end up with something that is neither the sum of the parts nor even in the same ballpark.

Sometimes one must metal machine music their way to salvation.

A tear in space and time, a duet for things I will never see again.

Three little pigs, and a broken record - they dance on her eye.

Post-production plugin rarity, done the same as everything else - real time, it works or it don't.

Live December 5, 2016.

Finally can go room mic only, it's damn bright out after all.

And the earth crackles and moves again.

Duet for blasted mornings

Live December 4, 2016

When vision fades and blur is all that remains, paint with noise and it is there.

A place I was once, that I am forevermore.

And the mists come and save my soul.