Squoothy scrunchy bikso by sineqube
So, the Stupid Box is doing interesting things to my head. This is perhaps one of the darkest pieces I’ve written. A sharp contrast to the fun and quirky sound of last night’s track.
I’ve been reflecting on how I’ve changed over the years and have tamed my sound considerably from what I was exploring, say, a decade ago. I’m eager to turn that around and embrace the darkness as well as the light-hearted again. Â I think I have been shutting out certain aspects of my mind and as a result, may be neglecting pieces of me that I miss.
If I believed in numerology, I might mention that this is the 13th track I’ve written this year and that the time reads 2’22”, and try to draw some spooky conclusions. Â But I don’t believe in any of that, so I won’t.
In any case, as I said over at Soundcloud in the track description, don’t listen to this if you’re already depressed, or if someone is chasing you with an axe through the woods. Â Although it does seem to pair well with Great Lakes Edmund Fitzgerald. Â I recommend lights off, and headphones.
Boo.