It is my usual techno stuff, but this time more minimal than normal. Usually i tend to often make hard techno, often without the intentions, but this time i choose to go minimal, resulting in a deep somewhat hard hitting track, that is very simplistic melody wise, as it's all about the slow changes, both in drums and melodies, lots of filters and reverbs, and a loose arrangement. It's essentially dynamic, yet you feel the minimalism in this one. All in all, i like it, because i didn't make it as loud as humanly possible for this techno genre. Enjoy!

class got a little rowdy

Yep. We're back to 1 bit tonight. I turned the master to -6dB, but still, keep your volume down, just in case :)

Tried some synth downsampling mixed in with vox, and my trusty OneBitIsEnough VSTi ^_^

I feel like it ended up more noisy and glitchy than usual - guess I tried to squash too much content both vertically and horizontally.

didn't have time to finish drums nor even record them LOL. copy and paste machine Name is King Gizzard inspired. Uh, beyond that it's more Sleep inspired, specifically from "Dragonaut". Hope yall enjoy

They tell me one and one makes two

But what am I supposed to do

When option fever's setting in

Where does a lie end and the truth begin?

I'm search for a meaning

When it might not be there

I read between the lines

Hoping for hidden answers anywhere

Still coming up with nothing

Nothing that I can see

If life won't give me an answer

Only I can tell me what to be

Even in the darkest hour

Even in the deepest fear

When all the world is crashing down around you

You'll be here to stay

Don't give in, you got the power

Truth becoming oh so clear

Make it known to everyone around you

Life is yours to live it your own way

yes

I’m a fraction in a pawnshop sky,
Divided by dreams that forgot how to fly.
My heart’s a calculator, jammed on repeat,
Adding up zeros where the ghosts used to meet.

We’re remainders, caught in the sum,
Divided by nothing, we come undone.
The equation’s a ghost, it’s a flicker, a hum,
We’re remainders, forever unwon.

I’m counting scars like they’re digits in a line,
Each one a number, carving out my time.
Subtraction’s cruel, it’s stealing from my chest,
Left with a fraction of the heart I had at best.

We’re remainders, caught in the sum,
Divided by nothing, we come undone.
The equation’s a ghost, it’s a flicker, a hum,
We’re remainders, forever unwon.

No it doesn't.