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Music
  • Street Walking
  • Birthday Song
  • LT4
  • 2001 Rain
  • AgathoDaemon
  • Don't Tell Me
  • Echo 9 and the Afterglo
  • Two's Day
  • Firsts
  • King / Queen
  • K's FF Remix
  • Lightning
  • From 0 to 1
  • Near the End
  • Parting (Remember that Morning?)
  • 4 Months 2 Forget
  • Our Last Chance
  • Loosing Sleep
  • Lost, Dammit All
  • Responding




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    LT4

    -This song was originally written as a conclusion to a chapter in my life, which, now that i ponder that, find laughable. The ending says it all really- there's never a real conclusion, just something that sounds nice. Guess it's too early to write the book on it all. Maybe soon. Maybe not. Maybe I'll just have to wait (albeit reluctantly) until 9/8/08. Maybe- but that doesn't mean I have to.


    19th Birthday Song

    -I orginally threw this together the night before my 19th birthday (January 17, 2002). I had to work, and had this idea kicking through my head. After work, I sat down to the piano that they have there and just started plinking away on it. I made some chicken-scratch notes on a scrap of paper and came home to put this together. All in all, it was enjoyable. Anyways, for lack of better names at the moment, I simply called it, "19th Birthday Song".


    Street Walking

    -Conceived and written on April 10th, 2002. I was bored and had a simple melody running through my head. I like the themes and motives, as well as the contrasts, but mostly, I wrote this as an experimental song. This was later recorded into my computer (via Line-In) in mono, because my computer is stupid (no, I don't have the one I was dreaming for yet), but I figured it would be a decent file to work with, as I wasn't too worried about accidentally deleting it. So, yeah, enough prattling- here it is.


    4 Months 2 Forget

    -So this beasty was one of a handful I threw together after the whole fiasco last summer essentially set me back four months of my life, and like all recovery, the expectation of having to take 8 months to rebound was less than inviting. Also, this was when I wanted to forget about my family's little Family Curse, that being every male on my father's side of the family has had at least one child by the age of 20 for more than 5 generations now. Well, all except Me.


    Our Last Chance

    -This one was more of a reclamation than anything else. My last chance; my final chance to start over and do it all right, the way I planned to from the onset. So, far, doing Better than expected.


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