Ipseity Razor: The "Hissing Hamlet" Session

Also known as the Stratford-on-Avon Sibilate Memo

Inspiration hit me on Henley Street in Stratford. As a “doer” who loves messing with things, my brain went into overdrive.

I’ve always been obsessed with contrast—putting the hideous and modern right next…

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Tracking Leamingtonian Ghosts with Beethoven’s 7th

Driven by Yerba Maté—previously administered as if medicine by my Italian-Basque father after his few years in Argentina every time I said "I'm tired"—I am now trapped awake. The gourd and bombilla are practically grafted to my lips, leaving me…

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No Vocals, Massive Migraine, and one Hell of a Night: Inferno: An Untrustworthy Face

"The face was as the face of a just man, its semblance outwardly was so benign, and of a serpent all the trunk beside."

Work in progress without its vocal ambience!

This track is a bare-boned, late-night experiment recorded by…

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Ipseity Razor: The "Let's Just Distort Everything" Session

Also known as the Broken Needle Monologue I wrote this poem late at night on 8 July 2026 and spent this evening, 25 July 2026, experimenting with organ drone and groans, distortion, electric-guitar feedback, and an old broken vinyl needle… Read more

Skin Crawling and Quiet: A New Music Archive That Is Only Ours

Introducing: The Vault

I’m opening up a not-so-secret collection right here on the site.  Outside of my original work, I casually study pieces from circa 1500 to 1970 to keep learning. It will likely broaden in the future. Currently, I'm… Read more

Candlelight, Black Coffee, and Chaos: Tracking Inferno: The Wrong Path

"The Straight Way Lost"

Stark. Skeletal. Void of its intended vocal ambience. A stripped-back unpolished resonant ritual. Originally composed and recorded at home by candlelight on 20 April, 2026.

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Deaf as a Post, Stubborn as a Mule: Whistling Woe

I composed this work in Stratford-upon-Avon and recorded it in Royal Leamington Spa over two days. I have been experiencing problems with my left good ear—I think the Bugul Noz has possessed it—so my hearing is not particularly encouraging at…

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Leave Me (And My Shoes) Alone: My New Limited Edition Single

On 20/11/2025, I am releasing a rough demo single titled Lasciami—Italian for Leave Me. A phrase that I use at least once a day, usually aimed at one of my impish rabbits chewing on my shoe (or each other) as…

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A Grey-Eyed Deer in Headlights: Starting a Blog on a Platform I Almost Forgot Exists

With the New Year approaching, I want to be more present. To help with that, I’m starting a casual, behind-the-scenes music blog here on SoundCloud—though admittedly, that’s only when I remember it exists!

Right now, I have two albums…

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Tape Hiss and Honest to God Thoughts: In a Chamber of Ruin

Out of the pandemic's isolation, I needed an outlet. This fourth, unplanned album functions as a raw, unedited diary. It is completely unmastered, self-produced, and intentionally unpolished to capture a dark, authentic atmosphere. The tape hiss and sonic imperfections are…

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Before the Final Album Drops in December: Carpe Noctem

I have released a single featuring three new poems. These raw, skeletal tracks offer a real-time glimpse into my creative process. They form the foundation of my upcoming, final pandemic album, dropping this December. Listen on Apple Music

Vivaldi, Insomnia, and Me: Listen to My Italian Cry for Help on Apple Music

I chopped up Vivaldi and wrote a poem about how sleep deprivation is ruining my life. It’s a single now. Go listen to my cry for help on Apple Music.