Daily Podcast

Diminished Thing 1.mp3

The question he frames in all but words

Is what to make of a diminished thing.

~Robert Frost “The Oven Bird”

Let it fade, let it grow yellow with time and wrinkled with age. Put it in the top drawer of a window-facing writing desk and take it out once a year on a sunny April day just to feel once more what you felt then. Read more »

BRPS.mp3

 A mixture between Tech sounds of my keyboard and A heavy Bass. While making this I tried to simply build it up until the final guitar solo. Hope it pleases

~Thor

Valentine's Day.mp3

 Valentine's Day

I wrote this in honor of Valentine's Day this year as a present for my friends. A weekend-worth of work, and here it is! (Note: I am not a pianist, but I did my best!)

Lyrics:

I thought that this February it might be worth it

And I know that you see right through me but it really can’t hurt can it Read more »

Eres Para Mi.mp3

Lyrics as follows:

Eres para mí- me lo ha dicho el viento
Eres para mí- lo oigo todo el tiempo
Eres para mí- me lo ha dicho el viento
Eres para mí... Read more »

Violinstuff.mp3

A song I just finished writing. It consists of a flute, a clarinet, and two violins.

Peace at Last-In My Place.mp3

Acoustic original.

Thanks for Listening

~Thor

The Leprechaun's Prison.mp3

Despite all my experimental, wierd, actual instrument podcasts, Whenever I don't have a guitar or mic handy, It's fun to make songs using just technology. My program studio one enables me to generate everything from the drums to bass. I'm not a huge dubstep fan but it's fun to screw around with. This is the final project of a song with a bass of 110 frequency and a velocity of 60 Jagged waveform.

Blah You.mp3

I cannot upload my awesome podcast! Tremble in awe of the mighty annoyance that is my face. Tremble! Tremble! Now... tremble more!

GG: Imagine my fright when, egads, the ground shook, the trees swayed, the Hinesburg Ridge shuddered as gradster pulled on the vines that held up the mountain ... I have searched the server. I have found a file I believe to be the gradster's. I have uploaded it here. IS IT YOURS?

Please advise. Read more »

Man out of You.mp3

 Sorry for any mistakes in the lyrics. It's all from memory. Read more »

Tapping Winds.mp3

A song I wrote while busking.

My Only Friends.mp3

I'm composing the music for my school's take on the play Cinderella. This is the song I have written for Ela while she is alone working with her five animal friends with her. I'm not a female, so the lyrics kind of sound weird sung through my voice. But i need some feedback. Thanks!~TA

My friends I've always had,

Pick me up when i am sad,

And make me feel at home.

A beat up and torn dress,

My stepsisters get the best,

But I am not alone

I'm not alone

I'm not alone

  Read more »

Not So Sure.mp3

Dear YWP, this was made up and recorded in the space of about half an hour. It has no real rhyme or reason, and was entirely improvised; words, tune, and harmony. I'll post the lyrics as soon as I've listened to it enough to know what they are, and please let me know if this sounds like crap. Thanks.

(Also, for the record, this was another character development exercise.)

Now with louder vocals! ;)

As per popular request, I redid my song, with louder vocals... And substituted an acoustic guitar for the electric I used (on an acoustic channel) last time..

If anyone's looking for some good collab (aka vocals, drums, bass...) I'd love to work this song up to a much better and brighter version!!!!!

Happy listening!
-A

I'm finally
learning to forgive.
If I don't,
I don't know how i'll live.
It tortures me inside,
makes me wanna hide for a while.

It's human to err
it's not like I don't care
about all the mistakes i've made
in my life.
II know i've been wrong, Read more »

I'm Coming Alive.mp3

I'm Coming Alive

The feelings that were not felt
I saved the best for you
I never meant to let it out
I hope you know thats true

Lesson.mp3

Directions opposite in turn [that ropes two uses, which Dutch Double]
Having read the same passages ten times over, I’m fin-ding
refuge in reading the syllables backwards and taking lib-er-ties
with punctuation [and grammar] – I have a license to destroy the fibrous mounds of language
I have compiled around me, draped sinew-like about my shoulders, wear so proudly
as if to say, “I am complete and you are a cashier, bagging spoiled milk and returning home to smell
of cucumbers”. No! I no longer fear the fragment sentence. Not that I ever have. Nor the winding Read more »

Metronome.mp3

Another song for you, YWP. This one was actually written as a character development exercise, but I liked it so much I decided to keep it, record it, & have some fun with it. Enjoy. Also, re: my voice sounding quiet, I think that's a side effect of exporting from GarageBand into iTunes to get it to save as an mp3. I'll see if I can figure something out to make it... not so quiet. o.O Anyway. Enjoy. :)

Lyrics:

You used to carve your name
into the stage
of the places you would play in your band;
you used to hold my hand.

You beat your drums
in time with the thrum Read more »

CRAZY FINAL.mp3

A song that was written very spontaneously but through much effort. Warning: Rather trippy. May cause brain confusion

One little alien.mp3

I'm laughing with the reality
Of this improbable dream 
Where the unseen 
Can wake up 
Just become seen 
Yeah it's moments like this
That make me who I am
Instead of just ogling the person I wanna be
I've never been this particular version of myself before 
It's kind of frightening to become who I am 
I'm livin' in an alien body 
With an alien inside my head 
I'm out here studying this world so tall 
Hoping i'll still be able to hear the call 
And all these bruises can not phase me 
This half-assed feeling can not replace 
My wonder 
Yeah I can hold my own  Read more »

Anais.mp3

(Anaïs, I don't really know, podcasts, some sort of short story, We'll see., where am I going with this?)

I drink tea through pewter straws from cups laced with ampersands. Green tea on Mondays & Fridays, black tea every time else. I've never really been much for the herbal variety. Herbal tea tastes like being someone you don't want to be. My handwriting mimics the tea. On green days it's full of cursive letters & swirly "y"s & on black days it's blocky & full & caffeinated. Read more »

duality.mp3

This discrepancy, disparity, duality of two-worlds-in-one-head of a reality, of a word that by my definition has no definition anymore, has no meaning nor significance to my day-by-day existentialist existence that for a lack of a better word I call my life. I admit sometimes I am inclined to lie back in my chair and stare at the sky and ask, “What does it all mean?” It’s just a thing I do. I don’t expect a solution, resolution, absolute absolution; I’m not that dense. I prefer to quip a snarky “Forty-two” and that’s the best answer I’ve found as of yet: Nonsense. Read more »

In My Place.mp3

Flooding in the bath room
Blood across the floor
The one she loves are pounding on the door

In my place it drifts away
In my place In my place you lost your mind

I know where they locked you away
'Cause I was put there too
I hope to god I’ll be out of here soon
For forty nights you lost it all
You cried at night stared at the wall
The ghost of routine falling from the moon

In my place it drifts away
In my place In my place you lost your mind

Thor's Homeland Paradise.mp3

An acoustic jam version written by myself and my bassist

footprints.mp3

Yesterday's footprints have melted down from white to green to brown to black, stones slick & exposed, stonewalls in rows & footsteps sloshing there & back through snowmelt thick with birdcalls, flower petals crushed flat & stalks leaning in the mud; I walk/ along yesterday's footprints--

I walk inside the flood. Read more »

STEEEL mp3.mp3

Acoustic original-Courtesy of Thor

Hello, m'dear.

It's been a while.
I've missed you.
(Did you miss me?)
You realize what you've
done to me,
correct?
I cannot
for the life of me,
stop thinking about you.
You and your
long luscious hair.
Your
bright-as-the-moon eyes.
Your
smile that is
perfect
even with the braces on.

Hello, m'dear.

Do you remember the times?
All those years ago,
when we were the
perfect pair.
When we would
hold hands under the table and
write notes to each other in class.
The little smirks and
funny faces that
made us both giggle. Read more »