by Mike Keiper

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EP of demos destined to be featured on future albums.

UPDATE- 4/28/14

As of right now, Pakistani Sands is the only song crossing over due to it fitting the tone of the new album better. However, anti may make it on, depending on how I can make it sound. As for the other two songs, they will remain in the demo form until they eventually find a full release on something down the road.


released December 31, 2014

Miek Kieper-Writer, Co-Producer and Producer on Children of London
Eric Parker- Co-Producer, Co-Writer on Children of London

Products used:
FL Studio 11
Sample Tank 2.5 XL
Novation Ultranova Synthesizer
Bowers and Wilkins P3 Headphones
Audio Technica ATH-M50 Headphones
HP m6-1035dx Laptop
Maschine Mikro



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Mike Keiper Levittown, Pennsylvania

Off and on ambient drone producer who occasionally dabbles in other genres as well.

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Track Name: Children of London (featuring Eric Parker) (Demo)
Beginning poetry:
The flakes, of the new fallen snow, hit my warm face...
This along with freezing temperatures, introduces me to winter, a harsh mistress..
Who lures you in with her soft appeal, but after a while, you find yourself lost in an ashen haze, with no where left to go.
The isolation settles in, but you learn to endear it as your own.
The beauty of it all takes you to a warm place amid the bitterness, a feeling truly like no other.
Sprawling through the white, you can hear the faint laugh of children, or is it just your own?
Maybe, a reminiscence of what used to be...
Enjoy it, while it lasts.

Ending poetry:
As winter fades, its harsh grasp weakens, as blotches of blue and green dilate your pupils.
You find yourself basking under the sun's beautiful rays,
Warmth fills the air as you take first breath out of the cold, but curiously, you turn back around as the season makes its retreat.
You remember the serenity and splendor, of the unknown, but looking forward.....
It is now spring.