Manic, mutant, dragonfly shroomfully reciting personal theosophical scribblings and droolings while endlessly stinging own guitar shaped anal chasm.

11 MP3 Songs
ROCK: Instrumental Rock, METAL: Alternative Metal



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I am S. Hess and this is my cd aaaabsolutely home-made low-fi
As you can see the title is a description, a warning and a declaration...(a good thing)

I have been torturing the guitar and those who listen to said torturings for years. (So please buy my cd so I can get better)
Iâm not a very disciplined player, and most times thatâs fine with me, (even tripping over the thing with beer in hand can impart the sound and mood one wants to impart;) I guess it sucks though when the listener canât tell the difference between that and a piece you tediously composed and practiced to death. (So please buy my cd so I can get better)
I have never been in a band; other than high school band (first chair trumpet). I started playing music on the piano, and then drums; but those movies are so old an moldy they were taken off the shelves years ago; Iâm sure that they have absorbed into my overall musical âinnerâ software though. (So please buy my cd so I can get better)
Growing up in the 60âs 70âs 80âs 90âs 2000âs(oh, screw it ...I never grew up!) I was affected by all kinds of music and sounds. (Ewww! Heâs old).
(So please buy my cd so I can get better)
I remember once when I was a younger kid I asked for what every kid at the time wanted for chrismess; a recorder;... a dang âTAPEâ recorder. Well I made this known to the proper individuals involved and low and behold on chrismess mornâ what to my wondering eyes should appear but a..Fuckinâ flute lookinâ thing! The sagging cheese look my Mom and Dad gave me as they realized I was not happy made me feel like ...my cheese had just sagged. âWhere do I put the TAPES?â Says I.
But I adapted as one must (I guess); and proceeded to drive them all crazy blowing sweet sweet melodies on my new âtapeâ recorder. Why do I include this bit of effluvium here? I donât have a clue. (So please buy my cd so I can get better)
Anyway as aforementioned the guitar is my main thing as I tend to get slapped fingering other things.

This cd was concocted by me my Jackson SL1usa soloist, an acoustic guitar I got from saving marlboro (cigs) miles, a digitech gnx 3, an ART sxg 2000,other assorted homemade treasures and techniques, cakewalk guitar tracks 2 and then 3, cd label making software and personally made artwork (what a joy that) and two ...no, three G*d -Damned Fucking worthless..(. It Fucking crashed again! Shittttt!!!) ...ahem...computers.

By the way some of the (ahem) âsongsâ need more of a listen than just the two minute sample offering to fairly make a case for themselves, (Of course you may disagree). A few are a little long...winded. A couple are more âsound ejaculationsâ than typical song type creatures. The levels and mixing on some (or depending on who you are âallâ) are off a bit. I tried to stay true to the mood they were trying to conjure. I donât mean to sound like Iâm making apologies for them, there are some very good ideas there; but of course you are the judge. It is homemade low-fi after all. Iâm just a little maggot on a big turd tryinâ taâ git heard. (So please buy my cd so I can get better)
The name of the cd should help warn folks that this cd is NOT studio quality. In some ways Iâm totally proud of that; but of course it could always be better...or not. (So please buy my cd so I can get better) Iâm still trying to tame the whole âwhaddaâyaâ mean I canât just plug my guitar in and jam!â âYou mean I have to mess with this and with that and computer this and fuckinâ computer that and tweak and edit and tweak and read instruction manuals and check endless online forums from 5 year olds that are better at it than even frigginâ Einstein could ever be?!!!â
And then there is the never ending CO$T!... Money!?... I aint got no stinkinâ money!
(So please buy my cd so I can get better)
Yes I do rave and ramble, and if it really bothers you I guess Iâm forced to say sorry for my âGoll'Dangedâ language; communication can be a wittle messy.


Hey thanks for stomping by......................G-L-L........................S. Hess

(I can see inside myself...I can't see inside myself...I can see inside myself... I can't see inside myself...etc...?...)