"And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming"
Dreaming of the perfect meld between man and machine…
Dear Diary,
Today is the dawning of my discontent. It is solely my responsibility to make glorious this sonic shambles. Much production is required. My vision is clouded from the lack of sleep, however my ears are still functioning to peak performance. I must find the perfect balance of rhythmical pounding, somniferous bass and fuzz drenched guitarmonies. Then I may focus upon the more dependable instruments at my disposal. The synthesiser. Such a perfect machine. Such precision. Such eloquence. Perfection shall soon be mine...
Riley MacIntyre - Sonorous Sultan