I like it when people hear my songs, and I know that they're generally less keen to if they have to fork out for the privilege. Especially without knowing what they're getting. So if you're uncertain if you'll like that ten-dollar CD, here, have a sample - and in case you're broke (like me) I've made it lots of samples, so you won't miss out. Striking a balance between capitalism and communism! Oh yeah! That's how I roll.
Click a song's title to download it. They are hosted externally.
All songs are in MP3 format, 32khz, 96kbps, stereo. Apologies for the low bitrate; it's to save filesize, and also so people will have some incentive to eventually acquire my CDs and enjoy the songs in glorious hear-o-vision.
You can also stream selected tracks at my horrible but vaguely necessary social networking page.
A fifteen-track extravaganza this time (damn, I love that word) that explores birth, life, mortal peril, and the folly of imposing a tripartate narrative structure on your life. Release imminent (Auckland Armageddon, around the end of October.)
Below are a couple of tracks from the beginning of the album, as a taster. If you keep your eyes peeled (not really, it stings) then in a while, I may just put up another one or two for free before I start selling all fifteen at once.
An ode to being really heavily massively cheesed off when a band you really like puts out a new album and you hear it and think "how on earth did they get that bad without noticing?"
A song for things that weren't meant to exist, and the troubles of their day-to-day existences. Has owls in it. (Well, mostly.)
Also appearing in this album: butterflies (thousands of them), adolescent rage, Irish jigs, the Cold War, swirly destructive things, elementary particles and much, much more.
Back to topAvailable now! A full eleven-and-a-half-song extravaganza! If you would really, really like one, but have no means of physically walking/swimming up to me and buying it (for $10NZ) then we can arrange something dastardly by the magic of email.
Below, in the nature of a sample, are three complete tracks from the album - the lead singles, if you will.
I do hope you find them enjoyable.
The opening track. A story of an argument between a mother and her child, who wants to run out and play in the suspicious substances raining from the clouds. It's a song about learning to understand another's perspective, and avoiding hideous skeletal mutation.
One of the album's "rockers". A collaboration between myself and the inimitable Matthew Wills, a.k.a Murk. It details the grandiose exploits of a horse with rockets strapped to his back - in fact, the horse with rockets strapped to his back.
A lighthearted tale of vaguely cthuloid environmental physics, with very jaunty bass and several people yelling "hoi!" at the end. You will be entranced, meet a tall dark rectangle, and suffer a personal loss.
These, we wish to stress, are just some of the scenes to be found within this album. Many more await you as we speak, including submarines, giant city-destroying women, frustrated psychoanalysts, perpendicular drops, acoustic ballads, hideous echoing sounds, and a flock of zeppelins large enough to block out the sun.
Back to topHere, you can have the whole EP, it's pretty old now.
My first release; umpteen burnt CDs, no booklet, album art done with a stencil and spray paint. Indie cred up the wazoo. Also, paint fumes up the wazoo. Headaches. Wazooaches. The production is much rougher than my current efforts, but I am nonetheless certain you will like it at least a little bit.
Bonus: Two of the tracks from this release ("Orange Juice" and "Unexpected Demise Of A Main Character") were remastered for inclusion on my current album. You're getting the improved versions of both, because I figured "why upload the scruffy ones?"
This is a spoken-word-and-obnoxious-riff-based piece about many things that shine, with background hisses and honks courtesy of Logic's ancient and capricious audio engine, and a saucepan cameo.
An enthusiastic little number in... orange. This song is funnier if you have watched End Of Evangelion, although it should afford some amusement regardless. WARNING: may solo.
I am afraid of the weather, but occasionally I want to play in it, as long as I am not carrying anything water-damageable. A thin, anxious song where I dangle my heart out of a window for a bit.
Original composer: Junichi Masuda (I think.) A silly cover of my favourite piece from Pokemon Red/Blue, with large guitars that squall at each other from quite a long way up in the air. I'm calling it a parody, if any lawyers ask.
+(05) Unexpected Demise Of A Main Character
A piece I built around the idea of an obnoxiously bombastic anime protagonist getting killed during his own debut entrance, contrary to the intended plot of the show. Contains big ol' unwieldy titles.
This song goes out to all those girls who have no limbs.
I've recorded and/or co-written a few other songs with Matthew Wills, besides Rocket Horse. They are here presented in descending order of recent-ness. The older ones have pretty rough production (some intentionally, some not) but they might be worth a giggle or two.
Lyrics by Matthew Wills, music by Thomas Bullock
Not as offensive as it sounds! Like Rocket Horse, this is a lyric Matt wrote back in high school, which I recently got round to fitting a riff to.
Lyrics by Matthew Wills, music by Thomas Bullock
For a series of Flash cartoons Matt made, following an unconventional manservant who cleans crockery and houseware by shooting them, often injuring and horribly disfiguring his master in the process. ("Aaaaah! Shards of mug!")
As a bonus, here's a piano version!
Lyrics mostly by Matthew Wills, music by Thomas Bullock
Matt built the lyric to this song by farming a random-sentence-generator (I believe it was this one, visit it, it's fun) until we had a string of senseless lyrics, which he then tweaked to make them funnier. An avant-garde experiment on human tendencies in pattern recognition, or two guys tooling around with an internet applet and an ancient digital audio interface? You decide. (It's the latter.)
Lyrics by Matthew Wills, music (?) by Thomas Bullock
A song about a musically unskilled goth kid performing in some dingy alt club. More tweaked sentence-gen foolishness.
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