Title music for Ass Without a Trace 2.

Game: Ass Without A Trace 2

This is the overworld theme for Yamatsu.

Game: Psycho Burst

For this track I was feeling incredibly dysphoric and I wanted folks in Song Fight! to try treating me in a feminine manner. So I came up with the <3 alter-ego.

Unfortunately people figured out it was me pretty quickly and thought I was just trolling them.

Lyrics: Lyrics: Safety in Numbers (2006)

See the little ants walking down the path They don’t know how to do anything, they’re bad at math But a little tiny queen can make some more One and one make two, two and two make four

And then what happens next is the worlds collide When a little tiny ant finds the world inside And the little worker ants can all pass the test They all work together to bring everything back to the nest

And when someone finds out it doesn’t matter The little tiny ants have made the queen get fatter So she can lay her eggs all day So it doesn’t matter when the people get the spray

There are so many ants that they cannot die For every ant that’s in the house there’s two outside All that we can do is let them be Learn to love each other for the world to see

I feel safe without you (without you) I feel safe when I’m with you (when I’m with you) I feel safe when I’m near you (when I’m near you) But I don’t think that I need you (that I need you)

You know what it is like when you are alone Walking in the dark, trying to get home Every little thing that can make a sound Scares you half to death and you look around

YOu cannot help but fear for your life What if somebody is there who has a knife But you know that in your heart you will be okay And that everything will let you live another day

When you get inside you look around Thousands of little black dots are on the ground They go on with life without a care Eating all the food that they find lying there

It is no matter what you do or say Nothing will make the ants ever go away The lesson that we learn is when the day is done The little tiny ants are the ones who have won

I feel safe without you (without you) I feel safe when I’m with you (when I’m with you) I feel safe when I’m near you (when I’m near you) But I don’t think that I need you (that I need you) (I need you) (I need you) (I need you) (I need you) (I need you) (I need you) (I need you)

Lyrics: Birds of Our Own [Song Fight!, 2001]

I always wanted a bird of my own My mother had one but it had flown Away when she opened the window To let it be free as she loved it so

She always said that it would be, “If you love someone you set them free” And I know that I would love it so And I would open the window

It’s always sad when one’s not good Being in a cage made of Norwegian wood I’d hope that someone would love me so Much as to open my window

Dooo doo doo dooo doo

I once had a man, or should I say He once had me for a single day I thought that he had loved me so But he would not open my window

I flew away in a single day He chased me but I ran away Back to a place that I could be Myself and by myself be free

I always wanted a bird of my own My mother had one but it had flown Away when she opened the window To let it be free as she loved it so

This version triggers my tinnitus something fierce.

Originally for Song Fight!, 2022

This title went up when the Roe v. Wade reversal took place, and was a reference to the material change in constitutional law that had just taken place. Plenty of other people wrote songs about politics, so I felt okay with taking the title a bit more literally.

This song is dedicated to my friend Beltrami, who is featured alongside me in the cover art. May we someday cross paths in this reality, too.

Lyrics: Material Change

Reupholster me into leather or pleather Make me watertight for every kind of weather Wouldn’t I be nice made of plush or of ice You have my permission, don’t have to ask twice

Take me apart and use me as a toy Make my only purpose to bring people joy Polish me up and make me shiny and clean I’m your willing servant, please be my new queen

Once was a human long ago But now this is all that I know Every change brings an afterglow What a wonderful way to go

Look me in the eyes and turn me into stone Chisel me down and sit on me as a throne Make this second skin someplace I can begin Reshape me into something with a dorsal fin

Carve me out of wood, make me a work of art Paint me with pictures of my old broken heart Please do not forget what I used to be And please don’t forget to always love me

Once was a human long ago But now this is all that I know Every change brings an afterglow What a wonderful way to go

Reupholster me it would bring me such pleasure Make me into a pooltoy for bright sunny weather Wear me like a costume so that you can be me Make all of my decisions so I can be free

You took me apart and used me as a toy I can’t remember if I was a girl or boy Please do not forget what I used to be And please don’t forget to always love me

Once was a human long ago But now this is all that I know Every change brings an afterglow What a wonderful way to go Oh woh

A looping background motif for an augmented art installation.

I composed a prototype of this while playing with a Sawbench, a minimal MIDI-controlled analog synthesizer, and eventually repurposed it for the art piece, making it a bit more ambient in the process.

People keep comparing it to Boards of Canada, which seems like a band I need to actually listen to someday.

A lo-fi background music track for a series of videos by the Trans Academy.

This is the primary “logo” motif of the Trans Academy, with my favorite gimmick of using an evolving chord progression to recontextualize the simple motif in different ways.

Game: Witchy Dare

Lyrics: Meat Grinder

Hippy likes Hippy snacks. Hippy thinks they taste so good. Hippy likes the Hippy snacks. They’re made of whole grain wholesome wood.

Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better.

Yuppie likes Yuppie snacks. Yuppie likes them made of meat. Yuppie likes the Yuppie snacks. Suck them from the Yuppie teat.

Yuppie snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Yuppie snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Yuppie snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Yuppie snacks make them better than me, make them better, better, better, better.

Hippy don’t like Yuppie snacks. They prefer things made of soy. Yuppie don’t like hippy snacks. Would rather play with shiny toy.

Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them better than you. Hippy snacks make them better than me, make them bitter.