|| track by spieg for || RR Chapter X .... || whoops. || groovy minimilistic || electro stuff. my || first try at this.. || I like it. maybe || you will. 00:14:50 || doesn't matter || either way. I am || tracking for me. || those who || appreciate me || appreciate me. || and i cherish them. || those who don't.... || well. to be quite || honest, that || doesn't matter || much anymore. || no more caring || about stars on || cdrom.com. || no more caring || about ops in || #trax. || if that's yer thing || then enjoy it. || i'm just trying to || find what i enjoy || as the walls around || me crumble apart. || hellos to all my || friends || klaus spang || simon jarosch || andreas behr || david skiba || also to || cannibal || cosmic || eliot || feather || siili || #s.scn || #jun || #dask || recc || axl || hadow || war holy || platon || chuckb || amp&aspax || rr group&fans || tpolm group&fans || I hate closed || hihats.. doubt i'll || ever use the things || || if you wanna email || me for some reason: || -spieg@csh.rit.edu- || happy holidays..... || note of trivia. || i've been somewhat || unhappy going by || just "spieg". || nice nickname, || shitty handle. || so, i've been || been searching || for one that fits. || and i'm proud to || say that i've found || one. To those who || know me, you can || see it is apt. || || conflict. || I coulda gone on || adding parts to || this song for a lot || longer.... but I || figured I should || leave it short for || now. I'm going to || make an hour long || mix with vocals || sometime in the || future. If you || enjoy this short || version. be sure to || get it. it'll be a || more complete || expression. || as the gradual || selling out of the || tracking scene || occurs we can || only strive to hold || on to what is ours. || without expression || we are not. || she walks away || strong, with a tear || in her eye. He || turns, leaving only || because he must. || they never turn || back because they || must never go back. || Fast Tracker ][ || only, for god sakes || and don't bother || hitting fastforward || if you get sick of || it, hit stop. its || grown sick of you || as well. || tally ho, || cutey honey. || || on and on || as we say goodbye. || || on and on || as we say goodbye.