"Human beings are millions of things in one day..." 

Somedays. Yes. Somedays... There are the days when we all become less than 1 dimensional. From infinite dimensions to fewer than 1. All in a r.e.m. cycle. Sometimes even less...sometimes in a conversation...or thought...or breath...blink.

Not relying on my missing gift of definition, I wish to welcome you to here. Random or planned, the value of meaning can only be determined by yourself. There are some sound clips for you to listen or keep as you please. Current and previous from now are split between 2 pages. Everything else exists as a general d.i.y. filler or more depending which dimensional count level I'm operating at. At that moment.

As the dimensional super structure count changes every so often, or so very often, as do the contents to some extent or to extent some. A return is recommended for safety measurables and such.

Ray Clemens, all types of bass, Seattle.