Music

Previously, my music endeavour was akin to losing a child. Promising signs such as the conception of ideas with developing features and personalities were wasted by shortcomings in execution (especially in the production phase). The frustration and pain haunted me for years as I struggled to accept stifled creativity despite repeated efforts.

Past many moons, amid a place of silent darkness, God lifted my soul with a new song. Equipped with experience and access to better resources, I have once again regained my craft — this time for good. The child is now found, alive and well. The child is finally home, ready to rejoice with beat and melody.


Hearing Footsteps Above

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Triumvirate Zero

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MIDI Compositions from a Bygone Era