The heat is oppresive. Unknown multitudes of carnirvorous insects are finding their way into every orifice of your body. The air is so thick with moisture that it feels like you are in the womb of a daughter of Lucifer. Yet the crocs are waiting; hiding in the mists emanating from the swamp.
Here it is
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This piece uses JABB, GPO, plus the free sounds from NI's Kore and some synths from Sonar. I used extra Growl in the Bass Clarinet Patch from JABB, which I think really makes the piece.