Howdy! A lot of folks wanted me to post the music for the Halloween update of Portal Defenders.

Here are the updated tracks:

Intro
What's Behind Door #2
Peons or P'd Off

I also have a CD available on iTunes check it out.

And finally, if you have time, check out my updated ReverNation page.

Thanks!

Hey guys. I decided to put a small album together and put it on iTunes, and other places such as amazon. I want to thank those who support me and encouraged me to do this. I hope to have another one available early next year.

If you wish to purchase the album you can find it at the following link,

This, My Song

Hey guys! I'm going to start posting a bunch of tracks (hopefully) leading up to a new website. I'm trying to create at least 3 tracks in different genres to show people what I can do. I just posted the first track yesterday, Not Much Time! . I would love to know what you think.

Also, I'm trying to gain some more exposure so, check me out at reverbnation if you have a min. Link

Thanks NG!

Hey, thanks NG for the front page. Good choice too, its not a typical rock or trance/techno, whatever. It's here, This, My Song, if you guys feel inclined to listen. Anyway, this month has been fairly unproductive, mainly because I can't find the motivation. Anyone else been like this lately? I'm working on some power of 3 music and LiLg's next Reincarnation game, so that should be fun.

Til next time,
TCG

Yo! It's been a busy month. Lots of fun stuff, and even more planned for the future.

First, check out my latest project which I did for LiLg and
Monkeyshizznick's Pico Day submission Pico's Popcorn at the Park . It was a cool challenge to have to music help drive the story without any dialogue.

Also, if you haven't checked out LiLg's Reincarnation: ROA, check it out! I loved scoring for the original, and I think the music for the second is even better! =D

And finally, please check out a track I worked on for fun this month, Your Destiny. It reached #3 all time top scoring earlier this week.

Thanks to everyone for your continued feedback and support. You guys are the reason I do what I do.

Hey guys, just finished up the score to LiLg's follow up Reincarnation: ADDO. Part 2, "Riley's Out Again," is coming soon so be on the look out. Until then, feel free to check out the score.

Wily Riley
It Begins...Again!
Don't Let the Dead Bugs Bite
A Lesson in Evil!
Duct, Duct, Goose

I will have more soon. Have a great weekend!

Hey guys!

Luis and Bomtoons' Portal Defenders was released today (like you didn't know). Be sure to check it out and give those guys your support. The game is eff'n awesome.

Also, please check out my tracks that I scored for the game. Thanks!

Peons...or P'd Off?
What's Behind Door #2
The Bossman Cometh
'Til We Beat Again

So, I saw that NG is having a writing contest this month. Apprently there was one last month too, but Mr. Observant here didn't see it. Anywho, if you have time I would love to know what you think. The basic idea is to write a story based on the picture.

Daddy Said

"Don't cry. I'll be back soon. I love you. I know that the thought of daddy going far away is scary, sweetheart, but you know your daddy is always with you, right? Please, Lucy, don't cry. Keep the candle lit until I get back, ok?" These were the last words Lucy ever heard her father speak."

Thomas took his daughter into his arms and held her as she sobbed, shaking. Each warm tear that slid down her cheek and onto his neck caused him to fight the trembling of his own body. The thought of leaving his daughter at this crucial time in her life crushed him, but he knew that his duty to protect his country was what, in turn, would protect her. Or, maybe that was an excuse he embraced to deal with the loss of his wife. Maybe this was how he could get away from the misery. Maybe, if he were the same man he was before his first call of duty, these cowardice thoughts would have been truth.

Thomas developed a new sense of pride and self-worth during his two years being stationed in Iraq. Being in one life-threatening situation after another, every day, during most of those two years, really makes one appreciate life. War itself, however, is no respecter of life. Lives are lost everyday and one must deal with the loss of a brother too often than not.

War, however, was not all heartache and danger for Thomas. He began to see it as a sort of a blessing, not only for the new sense of self, but for ultimately giving him the mindset to deal with the war that was in his own heart. He had never forgiven himself for his wife's death, even though it was no fault of his. It was another case of an all too common occurrence according to the newspaper, "Drunk Driver Fails to Stop at Red Light: 1 Fatality." He escaped the accident with only a cut on his cheek, just deep enough to leave a slight scar. His daughter, who recently turned six years old, had been left with her grandmother. Babysitting was her gift to them as they celebrated their 3rd anniversary. The pain of dealing with the loss is what led Thomas to enlist. He was sent to Iraq within two months.

It had been nearly two years since Lucy had last seen her father. Her father had been away on "missions", as he called them, once before. But, this time she felt something changing inside of her. Sadly, she did not share in her father's realization of self that war had created in him. She had begun to resent her father for leaving her. She would never blame him for killing her mother, but the thought sometimes lingered in the back of her mind. This was mainly due to the fact that he left shortly after her mother died, leaving her with her sickly grandmother. Her grandmother had purchased Lucy an entire box of candles the day after her father left so that she could keep the promise of keeping the candle lit, just as she did the last time he left. However, nearly a year later, she let a candle burn out and never replaced it. She had one candle remaining in the box and decided to put it in small wooden chest where she kept her father's letters and a few of her mother's belongings.

Lucy turned to her attention to the doorway as she heard a muffled cry. She assumed that it was her grandmother coming to give her this week's letter from her father. He had sent her letters every week since he left. And as predicted, her grandmother was there and held a letter in her hand. Her grandmother stood there for merely a moment before dropping to her knees, motioning for Lucy to come to her. Lucy went to her grandmother slowly, confused as to what was happening. The letter fell from her grandmother's hand as she reached out to embrace Lucy. As Lucy watched the combination of the letter slowly falling, and her grandmother's tears falling quickly, she realized what must have happened. Each warm tear that fell down her grandmother's face and landed on Lucy's neck, caused her to fight the trembling of her own body. The two sat on the cold floor, sobbing, for what seemed like an eternity.
Lucy, now nearly sixty years old, lays in bed, too tired to sleep. She slowly crawls out from under her cozy blankets and walks wearily toward the closet. As she reaches up to the top shelf she lets out a slight groan and massages her wrists. She sighs through the pain and grabs hold of a small wooden chest, turns, and brings it back with her to the bed. As she opens the chest the room suddenly fades to darkness. Lucy sits silently for a moment, confused as to what just occurred. Out of the darkness came a quiet sob. Lucy turned her attention to the doorway, where she thought she hear the cry. There, she saw a little girl with tears in her eyes. The girl stared at her for only a moment before turning to enter the living room. Lucy reached for the handle of the desk drawer that was beside her bed. Her hand stumbled through its contents, and eventually found the box of matches they were searching for. Without thinking, she reached for the candle, struck a match, and lit the wick. For the second time that night she slowly crawled out from under her cozy blankets and made her way to the living room.
The little girl sat on a piano bench in the room, crying, with her hands over her eyes. Lucy stood for a moment and examined the girl. There was something very familiar about this girl. She slowly approached and put a hand on the girl's shoulder. The girl sniffed, wiped her eyes, and then looked up at Lucy.

"Why are you crying, little girl?" Lucy asked.
"Because you broke your promise. You forgot daddy. You left me alone in the dark," the girl responded through sobs.
"I don't understand," Lucy said. "Who...who are you?"
"My name is Lucy," the girl replied.

Lucy was stunned. Of course this is why the girl looked familiar. This child was Lucy, and from the looks of it she was only about seven years old. As Lucy was collecting her thoughts, the girl stood and pointed to the bench.

"There's something in there that you need to see. Grandma forgot to give it to you before she...well, you know."

Lucy opened the top of the bench. Inside she saw an old letter that was addressed to her. She reached for it and slowly managed the letter open. As she read, tears began to well in her eyes.

Lucy,
I am coming home very soon. Just one more mission and daddy will be coming home. I can't wait to give you a big hug and bunches of kisses. Grandma tells me that you've grown up so big! She sent me a picture of you a while back and I see you've let your beautiful blonde hair grow out. You look so much like your mother. I know you miss her, Lucy. Me too. She would be so proud of the young lady you are becoming. She is always with you, sweetheart, remember that. Just like I am with you when you look at the candle. Keep it lit, remember? Daddy said. I'm afraid this letter is going to have to be a short one, sweetie, but I will see you very soon. Oh, and Lucy? Grandma also tells me that you have been kind of sad, and a little distant lately. That's probably my fault. I want you to know that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for forgetting who I am. I'm sorry for leaving you when you needed me the most. I'm going to be a much better daddy when I get home. I promise.
P.S. I hear its getting cold there. You had better stay bundled up! Keep that coat on, young lady. I don't want you getting sick.
Hugs and Kisses,
Daddy

As Lucy finished the letter, she noticed an old-fashioned candleholder sitting on top of a stand in front of the piano bench. She walked slowly to it and saw that it had a white candle sitting inside of it, which was similar to the one she currently carried with her. She turned to face the girl, tears now streaming.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I forgot who you are. Who I was."
The girl walked up to Lucy and hugged her tightly, then backed away and smiled. She reached for Lucy's hand that held the lit candle and guided it towards the candle inside the holder. They both nodded to each other in agreement.

"Daddy said" was all that the child spoke as they lit the candle together. The girl then sat down once again on the bench, looked to the candle, smiling all the while. There were no more tears. The girl seemed to be at peace. Lucy also stared, mesmerized by the flame. She slowly turned her attention to the girl, but she was no longer there. She returned her gaze to the candle, but it too was no longer there. Standing there stunned, she allowed her eyes to adjust to the darkness that was slowly filling the room, the flame from the candle now being the only source of light. She stood there, silent, staring at the flame. Slowly, she smiled. Then, spoke the only words that were left in her mind.
"Daddy said."

Hey, hey!

I'm going to try to start getting more involved here in NG, instead of just posting music. I'm hoping to get more active in the forums as well as here in the news posts. Last month I finished up a score for a short film called "Heirs of Empires," which is now being sent to several film festivals. You can check out the trailer here (sadly, its not my music on the trailer, but the entire score is mine). I'll keep you posted on what happens.

Be on the lookout for a new collab from Luis and BoMToons. I can't give away any information at this time, but wow. I had to, again, stretch my boundaries to score for this project, which was the case with Pico Blast. But, it was totally worth it. I enjoyed working on it, and I know you'll enjoy what they have put together.

I'm also working on Lilg's sequel to the popular Reincarnation: A Demon's Day Out. It looks to be even better than the original, and I've had fun expanding upon the original soundtrack.

Maybe I'm just too much of the sentimental type, but I just wanted to take time again and thank everyone who has reviewed my music and even those of you poor souls who have become fans :P. Its been an interesting journey from the first piece I've posted through the most recent. In a way, I've been discovering who I am through most of it. And I've discovered I'm an overweight musician with mediocre talent ;). Just kidding...about the mediocre talent... :P. ANYWAY, I'm horrible with words, hence my rambling. Again, thanks to everyone and thank you Newgrounds!