TUG'S WOTW MUSIC AND IMAGES ON MY SPACE

[tug]

Just thought I would let you know that I have bunged up some soundscapes and images inspired by the novel. I shall add the rest soon.you can find them on my space.
www.myspace.com/sinnershighway

[the Donal]

I'm listening to this now- very much liking what I hear. Very atmospheric and ominous.

What are you writing/recording with?

Are you a fan of Jarre by any chance?

[tug]

this was a few years back. I was using reason software at the time and blending in some strange
guitar. I have 13 more tracks related to the story recorded that I shall put up soon. these offerings were not intended to be a movie sountrack but to enhance a talking book of the novel but it did not happen for reasons I shall not go into. As for musical influences, well it's deep purple ,floyd and vangelis and a love of film music. I intend to re record all of the composititions soon as well as recording an album of more rock oriented material from my old band SINNERS HIGHWAY most of the matrial was recorded during a transition period of merging my own company MINDFLIGHT with STARCHASER INDUTRIES a big mistake.. at the moment i am trying to acuire a digital muly track recroder to get the whole lot down as i find computers to be a little bit temprementle for for me. The music recorded was not a complete waste of time as it was used on the STARCHCHASER doc . my first instument is actually guitar. I have a fender strat put through a guiter syhth into a roland keyboard I thank you for your interst. I shall put the rest of the music on dmusic very soon. Also i have a spoof vidio of of war of the worlds i made for fab cafe but the only copy i have now is on vhs tape but if anybody want's to convert it to a digital format for the web, be my guest

[tug]

ps would anybody be interested in any of the sreenplays submited to the bbc at the time that were regected at the time on the grounds that the public where not interested in si fi or horror at the time

[Ashe Raven]

I love the music and I'd love to see the screenplays

[tug]

Ta very much. I'm glad that you like it and thanks for takeing the time to let me know, it increases my resolve to get the project recorded to a profesional standard, Iv'e just got to butter the wife up a bit more to make some recording gear bought. I will get the rest of the tracks up on dmusic this week. As for the screenplays I shall have a go at getting them onto the sight. thanks again.
T.U.G. oooh here is one of the tales. if you like it I shall send the others.

By STEVEN CAULFIELD.

“That’s just the way I want to go, tucked up in my own bed at night”

OPEN.....FADE IN.....
NIGHT.....SCENE....CHILDS BEDROOM....
DECOR...50/s...
Toys lying around...(Metal robots....hand puppets...triang trucks...etc...)
AUDIO...Faint TV. Broadcast...audience laughter...host talking...

CAMERA TRACKS ROOM TO CHILD'S BED.... INTO MED/CLOSE UP OF BOY (4/5 YEARS OLD) TOSSING AND TURNING IN A TROUBLED SLEEP...
.... Child rolls onto back.../

CAM PULLS OUT TO SHOW MOST OF BED...
Child is yanked half way down bed...

CAM CIRCLES TO END OF BED AS CHILD SITS UP ...Stares at camera wiping eyes, look of horror begins to form on face...

CAM CUT TO CHILDS EYE VIEW... Dark moving shape at end of bed with burning red eyes. .

CAM CUT TO VIEW BACKING AWAY FROM ROOM... Down landing and onto stairs as child begins to scream for his mother.

CAM NOW OUT IN STREET BACKTRACKING ALL THE TIME AS BEDROOM LIGHTS COME ON AT INTERVALS DOWN STREET TO THE CRIES OFF MORE CHILDREN SHOUTING FOR THEIR PARENTS... FADE TO BLACK.

OPENING TITLES...

Total darkness, vague signs of movement...Rising from beneath ground into dark misty woods. Continue rising and tracking through trees towards glow of town in distance .PREFER AERIAL SHOT ...Now above trees and racing over street lit town. CAM DESCENDS...towards subject house.EFX SHOT...Cam passes through door into hall and sinks to ground level, then proceeds upstairs, turns at top along landing ,through bedroom door .still at ground level, continues around room and stops at foot of bed .CAMERA Rises and travels towards headboard .Face of horrified man leaps into frame .

END OF TITLES.

MED CAM BEDROOM. JOHN sat up in bed ,arms around knees rocking and sobbing. WIFE struggling up and looking for bedside light switch.

LIGHT COMES ON…

WIFE...
(John what the hells the matter)

JOHN...HYSTERICALLY...
(Something had hold of my leg, It was trying to pull me out of bed.)

WIFE...
Looking around room.(Err maybe the cat sneaked in during the night …you know she goes for anything that moves. Perhaps your foot was sticking out of bed and she grabbed it.)

JOHN….
(No..it wasn’t the bloody cat! It was huge …bigger than a man..Not a sodding cat…)

WIFE
(There’s nobody in here darling you must have been dreaming. )




JOHN…
(No no I wasn’t. I swear I felt it....A...A kind of tugging feeling in my right leg and I'm sure I saw something pull away from the bed just as you started to wake)

WIFE...
Looking at John and putting on glasses. (There! Now I can't see anyone in here, not even the cat. And as for having your leg tugged, well I've had that sensation myself. Most people have)

JOHN...
(But I'm sure I...)

WIFE...
(Look you should be thinking about your heart. You know what doctor Messenger said. You really shouldn’t be getting yourself in a state like this. You haven’t been phoning work have you. Getting involved again...and)

JOHN...
(No... no I haven’t I... Perhaps it’s the medication. Maybe it doesn’t suit me)

WIFE...
(Well you make an appointment first thing tomorrow at the surgery. You really need to pull yourself together. I know your worrying about the bills and all the other debts since your firm cut your sick pay again but I’ve got an appointment with the bank on Thursday and I’m sure I’ll be able to work something out…and why don’t you sort out a new chess partner? You’ve been even more depressed since Ian died. I know you weren’t close friends you only spoke on the phone to exchange moves but you really seem to miss it surely you must know someone else you can play with?)

JOHN…
(What about you? You used to play…quite well as I seem to remember.)

WIFE…
(Oh you know I’m much too busy.)

JOHN…
(You only have to make one move a day! You can manage that can’t you?)

WIFE…
(I’ll see. Now try and relax and go to sleep) Lamp is turned off, both lay back...CAM CLOSE UP...JOHN eyes wide open.

NEXT MORNING...BATHROOM... JOHN standing in bathroom, studying his face in mirror...Tap running...razor in shaking hand...A shadow passes across the room. JOHN nervously looks round, turning off tap but sees nothing, but is startled by wives voice...

WIFE shouting from downstairs...
(I've made that appointment for you. I knew you wouldn’t. He’ll see you at 10.45...JOHN....?)

JOHN...
(Err all right dear...10.45 OK...)

WIFE...
(I'm off to work now...Will you be all right?)

JOHN...
(Yes I’ll be fine...See you tonight then...)

WIFE...
(BYE.)...Door shuts...Foot steps going down path.

JOHN .Still looking towards bathroom door (BYE).

CAM BEHIND JOHN LOOKING AT MIRROR. Creatures face appears in mirror, eyes fixed on JOHN. JOHN turns towards mirror and sees creature , drops razor and stumbles out of room...

JOHN.( BLOODY HELL...BLOODY HELL...)

)10 AM (JOHN Still unshaven and trembling) buttoning up coat in living room looks across to the corner of the room where a large ornamental chessboard resides next to the phone and notices the pieces have been disturbed.

JOHN…
(Ah she’s made her first move.)

He manages a slight nervous smile and hesitantly reaches out to respond and places his piece but is startled as the cat brushes past his leg and finds himself shaking uncontrollably again…After regaining some self composure JOHN decides to walk to the surgery not trusting himself to drive.

The morning is cold and dull, not many people around. The sharp air makes him feel more alert but a creeping feeling of panic starts to grip him. A feeling that he is being stalked, as he walks he keeps looking around and stopping. He hears unearthly footsteps sometimes behind some times in front and an occasional rasping breath but can see nothing out of the normal. An increasing amount of people are passing by ‘minding their own business, the occasional person giving a quizzical glance. STEADY CAM…MOVING CIRCLING AROUND JOHN CLOSING IN AND BACKING OFF… JOHN is now squinting back down the street trying to pick out an indefinable form twenty. Yards away, the shape phases in and out of vision as it advances towards him, for a fraction of a second JOHN sees the menacing outline of tug….

• AUDIO..A HIGH PITCH WHINING SCREAMING AND RAPID BREATHING IS BUILDING TO A CRESCENDO.

JOHN is almost at the point of fainting, when a horrific screech, and what appears to be a clap of thunder shatters the mood. At first JOHN continues to stare down the street at TUG and visa versa, he slowly becomes aware that people around him are all running to the right. A woman bumps into him causing him to spin to his right, as he steadies himself he realizes a car crash has occurred and is the cause of the consternation. People are now all over the wrecked vehicles checking the stricken occupants. John looks on in a detached manor then directs his gaze back to his left and clearly sees TUG standing twelve yards away.

The creature has for now ceased its pursuit of John to observe the calamity developing all around. The creature appears to be in two minds …It seems to be attracted towards the crash scene but keeps alternating it’s view between the carnage and John, both eye each other up. The creature appears to resolve it’s dilemma and advances towards John only to hesitate again as more spectators exit the shops to Johns left and make there way between John and the now fading TUG.

John is bustled by the crowd but chooses not to stand aside intent on keeping the creature in sight. One shopkeeper running towards the gathering crowds is unfortunately on a collision course with TUG and John is surprised to see the man sent sprawling to the ground as if he had been in collision with a invisible lamppost expecting him to pass though the now spectral form of TUG.

The creature itself takes no notice of the incident and is now totally focused on the disaster. John seeing this now also returns his attention to the scene and spots a small boy clutching his mother’s hand. Observing a look of horror etched across the child’s face, John at first assumes that the child’s reaction is caused by the events unfolding before them and especially the plight of the cars occupants, but then realizes the child’s eyes are directed not at the main areas of devastation but at the apparently empty rear seat of the nearest car. John looks back and forth between the child, the empty seat and TUG whom also is staring intently into the rear of the vehicle. Then John sees it …momentarily, a creature identical to TUG shifting itself in the back seat, the driver and passenger appear to be quite dead.

CAMERA EXTREME CLOSE UP ON BOYS FACE WROUGHT WITH FEAR.

MIX TO CAMERA /CHILDS POINT OF VIEW WHO IS NOW WATCHING THE FAINT CREATURE STEPPING OUT OF THE CAR.

It pauses to look at John, then TUG, to whom it nods. Then turns it’s gaze upon the boy and advances towards him rapidly. The boy recoils in horror. The creature grins then dissolves into the air. The terrified boy runs stumbling down the road pursued by his distraught mother. John becomes aware that he has allowed himself to be mesmerized by events and is snapped back to his own plight by a sudden movement close by. He spins round to see TUG less than two yards away. John turns again and begins to flee the scene bumping into people and objects whilst nerve sly straining to look behind himself.

AUDIO BUILDS …FIRE ENGINES… AMBULANCES…POLICE .ARRIVING AT SCENE. AUDIO CUTS ABRUPTLY…VIDEO FADES AND MIXES SLOWLY TO DOCTORS SURGERY…

FADE IN WAITING ROOM JOHN SAT DOWN. Only other person in room (young woman) who is promptly called to another surgery. John, who is convinced he can hear something walking around the room looks nervously towards exit thinking of running... Suddenly the buzzer sounds and he hears his name called.

DOCTORS VOICE...
(John Edny please surgery one) fade out. Fade in.

CAM CIRCLING CHARACTERS. Doctor easing back in chair hands forming triangle on face eye brows raised nodding / Johns voice coming to end of sentence.

DOCTOR...
(Well I see mmm... Now that you are sat here with me talking about it, does it seem so real or more dreamlike.)

JOHN...
(I'm not sure, not sure of anything)

DOCTOR...
(Well as I said earlier this anxiety and paranoia are very understandable considering the circumstances, your heart attack, the nervous breakdown. I really don’t think the prescription for your heart or for your nerves can be bringing these... err illusions about as a matter of fact I would like to increase the dosage of Prozac. I’m sure that will help. The rest is up to you. Have you got something to occupy yourself with at home, a gentle hobby or, taking some nice easy walks? There’s some lovely scenery, anything to stop your imagination playing on you.)

JOHN...
(On my way here, there was an accident and I’ll swear I saw two of those bloody creatures, standing there…plain as day enjoying the whole thing and…)

DOCTOR…
(Did any body else see these monsters?)

JOHN…
(Err well no…wait yes… a boy… there was a boy with his mother… one of the creatures walked towards him and the boy screamed and ran off. He must have seen it.)

DOCTOR (It’s more likely he was upset by the accident don’t you think and your imagination filled in the rest.)

JOHN…
(No…No…oh I don’t know, perhaps your right…but they seem so real…as real as you are to me now…)

DOCTOR…
(Hallucinations can seem very real…What you need to do is convince yourself that that’s all they are hallucinations…confront your fears… next time you think you see this monster of yours …laugh at it and tell yourself how stupid it really is…

JOHN…
(Alright…alright…I’ll try I will try…)

DOCTOR…
(Good…that’s a start…)

JOHN…
But what about that sensation of being pulled from my bed? What was that?)

DOCTOR LEANING FORWARD...
(That is what’s known as an erm.... HYPNOGOCIC ILLUSION.)

JOHN...
(What’s that then?)

DOCTOR...A LITTLE RUFFLED...
(Well we don't actually know what causes it...There are lots of theories and speculation ...but we can't actually be precise. However, it really isn’t anything to worry about...it's very common...I've had it myself...scares the willies out of me.) TAKES GLASSES OFF AND CLEANS THEM. (But there really isn’t any sort of supernatural event behind it...It’s just the body...the muscles.... nerves unwinding or suchlike ahem...) FADE OUT...

FADE IN...LIVING ROOM EVENING…JOHN ANSWERING PHONE…

WIFE…
(Hi darling just ringing to say I’ll be working late tonight so don’t stay up, get an early night and… oh how did the doctors go, any help?)

JOHN
(I suppose so…we’ll see…)

WIFE…
(Okay oh I popped back earlier with some shopping…you weren’t in…there’s a nice micro meal in the freezer I’ll grab something here. See you later… bye.)


JOHN…
(Bye.) JOHN replaces the phone and notices another piece moved on the chessboard after contemplating a response he makes his move and heads towards the kitchen. FADE OUT…

BEDROOM NIGHT...WIFE AND JOHN ASLEEP...CAM CIRCLING...JOHN wakes up with tugging sensation in leg But this time does not jump up SOUND FX BLOOD POUNDING IN TEMPLES ...WIFE’S BREATHING. JOHN is staring at end of bed at his exposed foot...In the dark he can vaguely see a gray shape on his ankle ...As his eyes adjust to the dark he can make out a hand across his ankle...Then a face begins to rise above the foot of the bed. JOHN Does not scream but shakes his wife...She wakes and the apparition disappears...

WIFE…HALF AWAKE RUBBING EYES AND YAWNING… What’s the matter what’s going on?

JOHN..Oh nothing dear.. sorry ..Sorry err go back to sleep darling. That night nothing else happens and he sleeps well...for the last time.

NEXT DAY...EVENING LIVING ROOM...close up johns hand moving chess piece…pull back as john heads to kitchen… camera keeps chess board in view as john disappears into the kitchen…audio…food preparation…cupboards opening and closing etc…fade out…

WIFE RETURNS FROM WORK... JOHN PUTTING OUT DINNER

JOHN…
(How was it today dear ...busy?)

WIFE...
(Oh the usual...do this do that yesterday...but never mind that...What about poor MR. RICHARDS...?)

JOHN...
(What about him?)

WIFE...
(Old MR. RICHARDS ...two doors down...he died during the night in his sleep...OH trust you not to know anything...MRS. PARRY.... His home help found him...stretched out on the floor poor thing.... Said he looked like he'd seen the devil himself. All twisted and.....)

JOHN...
(Perhaps he had....)

WIFE...
(Had what?)

JOHN...
(Seen the devil...well maybe not the devil exactly...but something...something like it or....)

WIFE...
(Or what..?..Oh don't start with that nonsense again...Anyway where was I, oh yes.....) FADE OUT...

. FADE IN...NIGHT..BEDROOM...BOTH ASLEEP...
JOHN..Is waken by the now familiar pulling sensation...Sits up staring frantically into the dark corners and shadows...but can see nothing The only sound he can hear is the breathing of his wife...He looks at her sleeping peacefully...He eventually relaxes and lies back into bed...His eyes flicker open and he sees the creature spread out flat against the ceiling...It drops towards him ...He screams and puts his hands towards the descending horror. As it disappears his wife wakes up alarmed to find JOHN curled up sobbing on the floor...FADE OUT ...

FADE IN...DOCTOR...HOUSE CALL...MORNING...JOHN LYING IN BED...DOCTOR...TAKING PULSE...

DOCTOR…
(Well JOHN, these dreams of yours)

JOHN
(There not dreams.)

DOCTOR
(Dreams hallucinations, illusions, whatever. You’re a sensible responsible adult and you know that this creature of yours can't exist outside of your imagination, It’s completely of your own making I'm changing your medication, a much stronger tranquillizer, just as a temporary measure. I'll also be arranging an appointment with an excellent Psychiatrist. Hopefully he can get to the bottom of this, before you give yourself another heart attack).

DOCTORS VOICE FADES INTO ECHO JOINED BY WIFE’S VOICE EXCHANGING FAREWELLS. JOHN SAT STARRING BLANKLY.

MIX TO ST/CAM VIEW 1ST PERSON. Walking through woods, viaduct looming above trees. Cut to view walking along viaduct approaching edge and looking over. Cut to distant shot of john on viaduct and creature standing behind him.

CAMERA CLOSE UP IN FRONT OF JOHN, LOOKING OVER SHOULDER. John turns head and looks at creature, creatures eyes shift from john to edge of viaduct. John turns back and walks to edge without pausing, goes over edge. (Preferably one hand held shot with camera on bungee rope.)

VIEW OVER EDGE and ground racing to viewer.

BEDROOM; John wakes suddenly but does not scream. John sweeping back sweaty hair from forehead and breathing deeply.

JOHN…
(Now that was a bloody dream).

Afternoon… living room… John looking slightly brighter reading a book… reaches the end of a chapter and closes book and places it on the table. Stands up stretching…walks over too the chessboard to check the state of play and is astonished to find he is checkmated.

He sit’s down to study the board and backtrack the moves, not understanding how he was beaten so easily. He picks up the king rolling it between his fingers then drops it in alarm as he sees an expression of agony cross the pieces face. The room appears to darken as john stares at the piece spinning on the floor it comes to a rest and john finally shakes himself out of his trance like state and nervously crosses the room to a cabinet and picks up a bottle of pills…empties out two and heads to the kitchen for water…

CLOSE UP…on chess piece as it sinks through the carpet fade out…

LIVING ROOM… EVENING… JOHN… SAT DOWN… PUSHING FOOD AROUND ON PLATE… WIFE CARRYING TRAY TO KITCHEN PAUSING TO LOOK AT JOHN…

WIFE
(Are you going to eat that…or just play with it all night?)

JOHN
(What?)

WIFE
(Your dinner…you’ve been stirring it around for the last twenty minutes.)

JOHN (ERR… No… I’ve had enough… I’m not that hungry really… but thanks)

WIFE…expression of annoyance mixed with concern… takes plate from john and adds to tray and goes through to kitchen.

JOHN… LOOKING GUILTY AND APOLOGETIC… TURNS TOWARDS KITCHEN AND CALLS TO WIFE.

JOHN
(Susan… I’m sorry…I really am sorry… but I promise that tomorrow I’m going to get all of this sorted out even if it means having myself put in a hospital or a home or something. I can’t put you through any more of this… your going to end up getting ill as well and I can’t have that…and…)

WIFE RETURNING TO LIVING ROOM…

WIFE
(John…John calm down darling… WIFE HUGS JOHN SOBBING SLIGHTLY HERSELF…WIFE (Look don’t talk like that… listen I’m going to phone the surgery first thing tomorrow and I’m going with you…I promise John it’s going to be all right)

…JOHN
(You shouldn’t have to…I don’t deserve you…)

SUSAN
(In sickness and in health remember…)

JOHN
(I love you I really do… If I do get through this it will be thanks to you Susan all you.) WIFE CUDDLES AND KISSES JOHN…

WIFE
(Come on… look I’m going to leave the dishes till the morning. Lets go up and have an early night. It will be better in the morning… I know it will darling…alright…)

JOHN NODS…

WIFE
(I’ve locked up so you follow me up when you’re ready okay…)

JOHN
(Okay…thanks Susan I will oh! thanks for the game as well… you really are good at chess aren’t you.)

WIFE… NOW CLIMBING STAIRS

WIFE…
(What’s that darling… chess… oh yes… I’m sorry I’ve not got around to that yet but I promise I will soon… Don’t hang around to long will you?)

JOHN… puzzled look on face looking towards door then to chessboard and looks edgily around for the chess piece he discarded previously to no avail… a feeling of paranoia starts to take hold but he refuses to succumb and spends some time composing himself before turning to the stairs…


Night/bedroom; john wakes up partially down the bed; he tells himself that there must be a rational explanation for this. He leans forward to adjust the disturbed bedding. Then freezes rigid as the creature rises through the floor in front of him. It grabs hold of his ankle and towers over john. John struggling and screaming looks frantically over to his wife, screams even louder when he sees another creature with it's huge hands over his wife’s eyes and ears, it grins at him. 1st creature tightens its grip on john and drags him out of bed by his foot into the air. Then gripping the struggling figure starts to pull his head towards its expanding mouth. Scene ends with scream cut short.

Morning; wife wakes stretching and yawning next to john. She leans across and gives him a cuddle, he does not react. She slowly pulls him over by his shoulder and screams when she sees his death mask face.

SOME DAYS LATER IN THE STREET; MORNING DULL; RAINING. WIFE DRESSED IN BLACK GETTING INTO FUNERAL CAR BY WHICH THERE ARE TWO OLD LADIES TALKING AND MAKING GESTURES WITH HANDKERCHIEF. CARS MOVE OFF. CAMERA STAYS WITH OLD WOMEN TALKING AND TRACKS THEM UNTIL THEY REACH 1ST WOMAN’S GATE. THEY PART, CAMERA FOLLOWS 1ST WOMAN UP PATH AS SHE PAUSES AND CALLS TO FRIEND.

FIRST OLD WOMAN
(Well that’s the way I want to go. At night. Tucked up in my own bed...)

WAVING SHE TURNS AND WALKS TOWARDS FRONT DOOR. AS SHE DOES SO THE CAMERA STAYS FIXED ON HER LAST POSITION AS SHE MOVES OUT OF FRAME THE SHADOWY SHAPE OF TUG CAN JUST BE SEEN BEHIND THE GLASS. INTERIOR LOOKING OUT OF WINDOW, CREATURE ADJUSTS CURTAIN WITH A SARDONIC GRIN FORMING ON FACE AND CRUMBLES MISSING CHESS PIECE IN It’s hand. END - CREDITS.

CREATURE ANIMATION NOTES. When creature is seen to be covering ground, he skims horizontally inches above the ground arms by sides and head facing forwards only standing to confront victim. When in vicinity of victim or exploring surroundings, creature is crouched, extending himself to full height (7ft) when taking on threatening stance.

SCREENPLAY....STEVEN CAULFIELD….
ADDED INSPIRATION....RICHARD O’ BRIAN...........

Copyright….MINDFLIGHT PRODUCTIONS...........................

Enclosed is the screenplay for TUG the pilot episode for the proposed TV horror series TERROR IN THE TELLING. Just to give you a feel for the kind of story we are trying to tell.

[deadsword]

tug said:

Just thought I would let you know that I have bunged up some soundscapes and images inspired by the novel. I shall add the rest soon.you can find them on my space.
www.myspace.com/sinnershighway

I does not play when i try it.

[tug]

sorry to hear that. have you tried going on to my profile? If that isn't working try going onto myspace and doing a search for sinners highway track dead london see if that sorts it.

[wotwfan48]

I just come across, this thread, I am sorry Tug, because of my back, and responsability, i did'nt have the chance to see your thread, i will lookin to it as soon as possible, and i will get back to you on this. sorry again. Chantale.

[tug]

Don't be sorry, I just hope you are not dissapointed, hope the back improves. Ta Ta..

[Poyks]

tug, that music is brilliant!!! The haunting voice sounds combined with the chord changes gives me goosebumps! The feel and the mixes are spot on. Good work!!

[tug]

Thanks Poyks, that means a lot to me. praise from high indeed. As you know I am a great respector of your work. It's interesting to hear the different interpretations of the great story and the on going creativity it has sown. As you might have read I am trying to get the cash together for a multy track digital recorder to re record the music to a profesional standard as my hard drive with all my music and recording software fried spectacualy some time back. I shall take the opportunity to feature a guest female vocalist with a fantastic natural voice and one of the best percusanists in the north west, I shall play all the other instruments. As well as doing the WOTWS comps I shall finally get the choice comps of my old band sinners highway commited to cd. A fans celebration album of HG,s work might make interesting listening but you would have to be carefull of it's description and title. Maybe one day we could all get together and have a creative jam. ps do you know anybody whose a dab hand at retreaving data off a fried hard drive, as well as the music ,it contains all the WOTWS animation models annd scenes I did? see ya.