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formed from foundlings

i've posted many of dominic f. marceau's short films here before, but i thought it might be nice to assemble them all in one convenient place. [they are assembled all in one convenient place- the fsquared media you tube channel. -ed.]

these aren't actually all of his short films, but they represent a cycle of shorts set to single pieces of music and assembled entirely from copyright-free materials. some are all taken from the same film and simply edited to fit. others are assembled from multiple sources. i'm very happy to have played the role of sounding board as these were created and very proud of how accomplished these are. for those who have seen them piecemeal over the last several months, it's an interesting experience to have them all in one place. for those who haven't, ready yourselves for a rather surreal experience.

sin :: music by subliminal



i did it for you :: music by haus arafna



coping :: music by subliminal



tempo morto :: music by ait!



zero :: music by theologian



death to desire. desire is death :: music by navicon torture technologies



today you died [did you know who i am] :: music by haus arafna



we can't all be victims :: music by theologian



for your eyes only :: music by subliminal



if you liked the music used in these shorts, please check out...

galakthorroe [subliminal and haus arafna]
punch records [ait!]
annihilvs [navicon torture technologies and theologian]

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