MAX/MSP based synthesis and sampling, vocals, logic pro x, vb-cable
After rust wept,, allures result in unscrapable attachment,, firearms smitten west ward, contextual soft house locked into ruined futures,, its just a feature of the age that I simply crawl through
My mechanisms wept to regard amorphous pains across a screen,, I suppose those are endorphins that paint when I scream blessings across the stream
Either swamp
renumerable ,, unimpressed by a red line