My Time Doing Techno Music (The Story of Super Human Intelligence Towards Exile)

Posted: 22 November 2020 by Robbie

In 2002, I had created this “band” called Shite (later to be named Super Human intelligence Towards Exile). It was Techno mainly with Rave and Hip Hop added to it from time-to-time. Realistically, it was me taking made samples from Techno EJay, Rave EJay and Dance EJay and making songs through there with the stock sampling they have. About 10 percent of what was made in 2002 was samples or pieces made by me. The rest were specifically from those three programs. This is the cover of the very first Techno EJay here I bought at a Best Buy in Roseville, Michigan:

From Amazon

The problem with me from when I was seven years old until around Robin Williams’ suicide, I wanted to be famous in some way. How I wanted to be famous, as a musician or a musical artists of sorts. Yes, having a name called Shite wouldn’t work very well, but my then 19-20 year old retarded self was convinced otherwise. Before Techno EJay, I wanted to be famous as a heavy metal musician but I kinda sucked at the guitar and whatever times I got into bands in my teenage years, it didn’t work out. Although in 1999, I was a heavy metal/goth metal fan, I did like Techno music. One song I dug was Eiffel 65’s “Blue.” (It is considered a Euro Dance song, but fuck it).

In 2002ish, I decided I will make an album with the songs I made with Techno EJay 2 (I learned now that what I bought is #2 appearently), and I was able to get Rave EJay and Dance EJay later. I had this idea that I could sell copies of this on CD until I was told by another electronic musician that I would NOT be allowed to sell copies of a CD of music not really made by me. At that time in 2002, I was pissed off that I couldn’t profit from this and didn’t quite understand why I couldn’t. Of course I know now that you can’t just take other peoples samples and work and claim it as your own without permission and royalties. In Trailer Park Boys season 3, J-Roc gets in trouble with DVS (or DVD as Ricky referred to him) for sampling his work (along with other famous hip-hop artists).

Back in 2002, I wasn’t a white man attempting to be black and I also couldn’t get that kind of crowd with my music. I wasn’t a popular person in 2002.

Murder Monkeys (Or the S/T album)

So, later down the road when I accepted the idea that I cannot mass produce my stuff and attempt to make money, I turned to SoundClick and got going. I wanted to make an album 75+ minutes long and also have a song passing 25 minutes. My brother Paul contributed a track called 640. I did nine of the songs, Orgasm, Disfunction and Unbehave, Anything Far Away, Panzy, ?, Happiness, Indian Burial Ground, Unhappiness and Scary Shit. Anything Far Away, Happiness and Unhappiness were all done through Rave or Dance EJay, I cannot remember which one was made with which. ? (or Question Mark) was done with Techno EJay but I “borrowed” some samples from Dance and Rave EJay, along with RPG Maker 95+ sounds. In 2000, I made a comedy-based game called Misadventures in Unhappyland. Unhappyland and Unhappiness, I suppose I was trying to communicate something there, heh?

Orgasm was the most popular song and even a few fellow SoundClick artists did remixes of that song (with my permission). I also had it where people could use my songs however they wish. A local hip-hop/R&B station used the beginning of ? as a promo back in 2004. It was quite strange how I discovered it, one day I start my car up to see my dial is set at 105.9, I never at that time listened to that station, but I kept it on. Then, I heard that familiar intro of ? with a radio voice saying 105.9, while saying the call letters. WOW! I did the same with WishesNetwork vids and have the fictional WRQ used ? as their intro. Panzy was the 30-minute song (well, 27 minutes with the 3-minute silence). Happiness was supposed to be named Horny Bitch and Unhappiness was supposed to be named Funeral for the Horny Bitch. Happiness contains female vocals (from Rave or Dance EJay, don’t remember) and I ended the song with a gunshot, indicating that ‘horny bitch’ had been killed. And Funeral for the Horny Bitch would be the sad song that followed. Ultimately, I decided to take the gunshot sound off of the former and name it Happiness.

In case you are asking, why would I make a song called Horny Bitch and she ends up getting killed at the end of the song, followed by a unhappy song called Funeral for the Horny Bitch? All I can say was I was a very sad little shit in 2002. And a very lazy one. I lived the white trash life style, I was a 20-year-old ne’er-do-well that blamed others for my own mistakes. Nothing was ever my fault. In the majority of 2002, I was working part-time with family and hardly made any money. I had no car and had to borrow my mom or other people’s cars to get around. I almost smashed my mom’s car on the way to a job interview (didn’t get the job) in March 2002 when the Catholic Church crisis was exposed. Howard Stern pretending to be the Pope made me laugh until I nearly crashed into a car waiting on a green light, had to slam on the fucking brakes and missed by a god damn inch. It would be quite sad that your a 20-year-old man (heh-heh) and you have to tell your mom you totaled her car that you borrowed. Ugh, God I sucked.

Murder Monkeys or later the S/T album would get a cover to that album two years later in 2004. In 12 Jan 2004, I had a dream where very tall sphinx were chasing me around and saying, “Where’s my money, bitch?” The cover features a sphinx with a speech bubble asking that.

Bad Things Happen

2004-2006, I was very active with Shite and also made an ambient album with my name. In 2004, I made Bad Things Happen. It followed the same premise as Murder Monkeys, 10 songs and about 77 minutes long (opposed to 78). I did a remix of both Happiness and Unhappiness. I made two songs I’m now embarrassed by, Hoiler Than Thou and Song Four. Desipule was originally going to be on the previous, but for some reason I don’t know now, it wasn’t added to it. I did a rock song of sorts called ! (or Exclamation Point). It had my late friend Tim Schlicht suppling the guitar solo. The best song on there (my opinion and a few others) was the final 28-minute track called Panzy Two. I also had help from C.Reider of Vuzh Music and Breakbeat Paradise on this one, along with Paul helping me out. Bad Things Happen had about 66% of EJay samples while the other 34% were supplied by me and other folks. I also bought a Casio Keyboard and used the Spacepad sound for Panzy Two.


Mid 2004-Early 2005, I get going with Up. I bought a couple of royalty-free discs from EJay via EBay and went forward with the 3rd ‘album.’ At this time, I was thinking making CD’s of my music was not so important and I knew that MP3s or other forms of digital music was going to takeover the whole ‘CD universe.’ Up was mainly dependent on the royalty-free discs while myself, Tim Schlicht, Pat Thrall (previously of Asia and Joe Satriani) and Paul helping out. It had such “great hits” as Aurora Borealis, Prop, Faceless Figure On Static TV (was #7 in the subgenre, surprised by that) and also the 13-minute track I did with Tim S, called Cancer Cell, did well.

Two songs I was proud of at that time was both OBE and Ghosts. I played Ghosts to a few people I worked with at the time and one of them said the song sucked. I was pissed at the guy nevertheless for saying that (back in 2005), and now in 2020, I agree, that song sucks. Ghosts and Cancer Cell had guitars in them and they were a little hardcore. But with Ghosts, I think I went a little too far with the noise and the high levels some of the sounds were, especially the Spacepad voice I often used quite a lot at that time. I did have a comment on my page from some Chicago DJ (sadly, not there anymore) that he liked Ghosts. Hmm, perhaps it wasn’t that bad.

The cover of Up had a picture of one of Paul’s friends making a funny face. Also, I temporarily named the “band” Vioxx. You can see the Vioxx logo on that pic when you look at the song links. Up did not have the 30-minute song, instead it had three songs going past 12 minutes. I did the same thing with Everyone Loves a Moron in 2008.

Clairvoyance / A Time Of Bliss

Released in October 2005, Clairvoyance did not use any EJay samples whatsoever and little from those Royalty-free discs. Clairvoyance is where I went Industrial. One of my deepest regrets of this ‘album’ was I made a song called Darkness & Whore, what in the motherfuck was I thinking? I really need to travel back to 2005 and kick my ass for that one. I think a cousin of mine made fun of me for that song title, don’t blame him now. Other songs include, Patrick’s Song, A Flight Into Purgatory, the title track and another regret, making Panzy 3 but splitting them into five tracks. Panzy 3a did get into the Soundclick charts while the others did not fare well. Panzy 3e was just a 45-second song where I just press and hold a keyboard key. How creative…

Another regret was the song People=Shit. I was very proud of that song at the time, but it really was a noisy song with high-pitched synths and overdubbed amateur guitar playing (by me). Also, at that time, I had a vision of making an animated music video where it bashed then-President George W. Bush. I didn’t have any money for that kind of project so that didn’t go through. Glad I didn’t, the idea was to have a animated band of three humans and two monsters playing. And behind them is a screen of George W. Bush often saying, “You’re a piece of shit.”

I know, not a good idea. That would’ve been a stupid-ass video. Good thing I was broke at that time. Clairvoyance had a friend named Will who was good at the guitar and helped with a couple of tracks, I also had help from a English guitarist who had samples available for Patrick’s Song.

A Time Of Bliss is a 59-minute song that has yet to be released on the internet. The song has spoken words by a computer voice similar to Microsoft Sam (he appeared on Panzy Two). I have no good copy of this song laying around (that I know of). If I find it, I may put it up on YouTube.

Everyone Loves A Moron

Shite went on hiatus in 2006 and I didn’t get back on the music making train until 2008. Everyone Loves A Moron features a picture of Paris Hilton crying in the back of a police car, a person I was seriously angry with at the time. ELAM was half techno, one-third Industrial and the rest Eurodance. I did have a couple male rappers who happen to be African-American who were interested in singing in two of the songs. However, I lacked cash money and they said no. Wasn’t so happy with that but I didn’t piss in moan over it. The album title track (which was one of the songs I wanted vocals in) didn’t chart, neither did Virgin Mofo. Blood, Guts, Gore and Nintendo did well, surprisingly Those Monsters Under Your Bed went on the top 10 of the Soundclick Industrial charts. It seemed that my Industrial songs did better than the Techno songs, and my Eurodance song Yah! (For The Germans) also did justice as well.

The Greener Passage

Shite went on hiatus again in late 2008 as I went through a very dark time and focused more on the Mourning In Hochington series. In 2009, I thought of returning to it due to me making some money and living in a roommate house allowed me to save a few bucks. I also decided to ‘acronym’ Shite to Super Human Intelligence Towards Exile. I didn’t get things cooking until May 2011, I was living in a crap-ass apartment in Roseville with a neighbor that had a barking dog. To annoy them back, I decided to reform this great band (heh-heh) and turn the fucking music up when making it. Serves them right, I was working midnights at the time and there was a couple of days where the dog would be barking in the morning while he left. I was up till 3pm trying to sleep due to that fucking dog barking.

The Greener Passage was cut short to 5 songs. I did intend to go for a full 75-minute album but due to a friends death and my willingness to go out and about more often, I ended Shite in late 2011 (despite me saying on the Soundclick site that it ended in 2012). All five songs I made got on the Soundclick charts with Playing With Fire making the topps. I was thinking the title track would take the lead but that wasn’t the case. Also, my strange horror song Hypoxia did well. That song I intended to annoy the neighbors with that track.

In late 2013, I made music again, only under the name Gold Taurus. I also had money to promote my music and I would see that a few songs did better than Shite or Super Human Intelligence Towards Exile ever did. I had two top 10 hits (on Soundclick, not Billboard sadly), with Dolphins at #3 and Nights Without Ambitions at #2. My other “minor hits” include, The Trouble In Runefast at #16 an Sadrith Mora at #11 in the Techno category. And at the time of writing this, my 15-minute dark ambient song Northeast Of Tenebrae was at #26 on the Ambient charts on Soundclick. I also used that song on EAS Zombies Part II.

The Mourning In Hochington series

Posted: 15 August 2020 by Robbie

For starters, I want to express my sympathies to the folks in Beruit. That explosion was quite horrifying. My grandfather was from Lebanon and I’m 25% Lebanese, the explosion there isn’t a good thing, especially with the poor economic conditions in the city, plus their troubles with Covid-19. I attempted to donate to the Lebanese Red Cross but it didn’t take. I saw some charity that states they are helping out with Lebanon and I can donate with my filthy American money, but I want to investigate the charity first. I made mistakes with Wounded Warrior Project.

My first two books, Mourning In Hochington Volume One and Two were written under the pen name of Adrian Henderson. Number one was released in 28 November 2009, on the two year anniversery of me having a gun pointed at my head in 28 November 2007. Number two was released on Groundhog Day 2012. Mourning In Hochington can be described as a psychological murder mystery and quite burtal to be exact. I began to write the series back in early 2005 and completed it in the summer of 2009 with some breaks in between. There were times where I stopped writing the manuscripts. There was one time where I stopped for a few months due to a serious tradgey that happened to a friend’s sister and her kids. My friend’s sister stabbed both of her kids to death, it made the local news. At that time, I decided to stop writing the book (or books).

In June 2007, within 24 hours, I lost my job and my car died in at a high traffic intersection, one of my worse fears. I had no car, a part-time job as a dishwasher at my aunt’s resturant and went down to Loserville, USA. With the misery running high, I decided to go back to writing the next best New York Bestseller (heh-heh). I promised myself not to have any murders in the book due to stabbings (sadly, I later broke that promise).

I did most of my writing at a now defunct coffee shop (can’t remember the name now) in Saint Clair Shores. Handwriting my book and doing most of the typing at home. From 2006-09, I lived in Saint Clair Shores and walked to this coffee shop to write mostly monday thru friday, while i worked the weekends at my Aunt’s rtesutrant and making only $150 a week, having to borrow my mom’s car. (God damn, a 25-year-old mentally ill man having to borrow my mom’s car to my part-time job as a dishwasher, what the fuck!! Boy did I suck!)

The frustration of this shit life I had (some of it was my fault, if not most), cause me to write this book about a small rural town (similar to Armada, Michigan) going through a series of murders that the local police, county sheriffs and later the FBI are having trouble stopping it. The books did not have a sole main character but really four of them.

The Main Characters

Sarah Carneal – A mid-30s redhead who manages the Hochington Bakery, married and has a son. Living the rural life with hardly any troubles. The tradgeies in town cause her some mental distress and anger.

Randy Bellham – A school teacher taking a hiatus, lives with father. Tries to calm the community when the tragedies arise.

Clay Rarset – New Zealander, lack-of-fearing Gothic male attempting to have a life in America and in rural Michigan. The tragedies make him question if he should return to his native country for good.

Terrance Shielding – St. Clair County Sheriff’s Lieutenant trying to stop the tragedies while trying to fix the aftermath of a troubling divorce.

The two books had some total brutality on how the murders happened. In the first book, a popular teenage girl gets eaten alive by dogs. Two women who work for the heavily-biased local paper were raped on a bed of nails, a town bully gets his private area blown up by a M-80 and is left to die while watching the documentary Koyainniqasti (did I spelled that write?). The second book at the beginning, a couple being shot a few times to the point where they can’t move and one of the bad guys burns the house down with them burning alive. After this, a reward is out for information leading to the arrest or deaths of the bad guy(s). After that, a crooked cop sends a woman and her boyfriend to play spy on one of the bad guys, but sadly gets caught and both suffer some serious dire consequences.

In the end of it all and this is a spoiler warning, the two bad guys names are John Ackerman and Andrew Oloing. John Ackerman is a career criminal and a very sick man, Mr. Oloing is a young 20s something bitter that his road to the NFL was cut short to a horrific injury he sustained while playing college football. He comes back to work for his father’s restaurant and begins his anger which leads to him involved with the brutal killings, including the last mention in the previous paragraph.

In early 2004, I had a job at Costco for a month. The department boss I had at the time was a woman in her 30s who was at times condescending and well, kind of a bitch. Another person who didn’t dig me was a woman in her 50s who was bitter about life. Wasn’t so sure why she was bitter, I’d imagine she got the bad end of a divorce. Anyways, on the day I lost my job, I made a small mistake and she flipped shit at me. She then told the bosses including my boss and said I told her to fuck off (I didn’t). Then I lost my job. Needless to say, a few 50-something divorced women get killed in the Mourning In Hochington books. Truth be told that I do remember the name of this person in question, however, I’ll keep that off of here.

So why two books? Well, during the time I was almost finished with the whole series (two books really), I found out that the average novel was about 80,000 words. Both MIH books were 290,000 words. I went way too far. So, I decided to split the two, but still, they can be noted as supernovels.

2008 was what I would call my recovery year, I had to borrow some money to buy a piece of shit car and I found work in a plastics factory 20 miles north of me. Slowly paying that money back from the family member I borrowed from. The car was a 1992 Buick Skylark that had many problems. The car overheated quite a lot and I was making only $350/week, I couldn’t get it to a shop due to the lack of money. If I got stuck in traffic in hot days, that temperature would go up, I would have to pull over and wait a hour.

The car had overheated a couple of times on my way to work and I would have to pull over and wait. Arriving late a couple of times. The temp agency that gave me the said job would call and ask what was the deal, I said I had car trouble. They weren’t sympathetic about it and yes, they were right and they gave me the three strikes, you’re out.

I was able to save some money, get a couple of side jobs in the afternoons and was able to fix that problem with the overheating (an a couple of problems that came up with it). I ended up losing the job just after Labor Day of that year. The company in question was doing a revamp and I was told that I was needed Tuesday morning at 3:45am and I’d be leaving at 2pm. The person at the temp office had a loud voice, I had the phone away from me not on speaker to talk to this woman. I thought about quitting due to that 3:45am start-up time but there wasn’t much out there that was permanent. I arrive Tuesday morning to see just two cars in the parking lot, I walk into the shop and I didn’t see a single soul and it was quiet. After wondering around a little, the supervisor gives me a dull look and asks, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

In the end of it all, 2nd shift was 3:45pm-2am, 1st shift is 5:45am-4pm. I went to Denny’s, had some breakfast and called the temp office and left a foul message on the voicemail. I called the woman who gave me the bad info a bitch and I told them to “get their fucking information right.” I had it and I didn’t give a shit (at the time) about whether I was going to get fired or not. At 10am, the same supervisor tells me I’m being laid-off and I needed to contact the temp office. I clock out and go to my car, call the office and say, this is Robert Thomas.

Needless to say, they were not happy with my message. They said I should apologize to the loud-voiced woman (forgot her name), to which I refused. Then I was told I was banned from getting any work from that office. Although at the time I was glad I did that, I had a hard time finding work until late October and I also went $500 in the red. My bank (at the time) was calling me a lot.

While I was losing money and dealing with debt, Mourning In Hochington (later to be the second volume) got much worse in brutality (and also the overall writing). I would have two woman get murdered brutally by John Ackerman, and Andrew Oloing brutally stabs a man to death in front of his girlfriend. Next for Andrew to shoot the girl in question the leg and insult her family before shooting her in the back of the head. I wasn’t happy as my checking account went in the red, the overdrafts manager of my bank calling me with a pissy tone of voice telling me the riot act.

Good News Ahead

Thankfully, a previous place of employment called me up for temporary work until Xmas day. It was one of the best phone calls I had in my life. Yes, the job was some 20 miles from my house, but it was good work. I got the money to pay off my debt to the bank (they closed my account, went to another bank) and was working full-time again (with two jobs both pert-time). Went to another job in March 2009 and got employed in June to the place I work at today as of now in August 2020.

The mistakes I made

I finished MIH Volume One in summer of 2009. I had a proofreader do the first twenty pages and she wasn’t so interested in doing it anymore due to how brutal it got. I couldn’t get another proofreader to work with and so the rest of the book went unedited. I ran an ad on the Metro Times (a free entertainment paper in Detroit) and sold about 10 books. Got a bad review from someone on Amazon. Not good.

I also made custom bookmarks and with permission from coffee shops and local libraries and was able to sell a few books, another bad review. My book was unedited (sans the first twenty pages) and that review pointed that out.

In the end of it all, The Mourning In Hochington series is a total joke. I have used characters in the book for my EAS scenarios. And Det. Nora Bell is being used for my upcoming book The Gambler Volume Two. Here are some characters I used for other projects:

Andrew Oloing – The killer that got caught. He later escapes prison in the WishesNetwork EAS Power Outage / Prison Break. He dies like Lester Nygaard in the Fargo TV Series Season One, sans the snowmobile, doing a failed run to Canada on the frozen St. Clair River. His body is later recovered. (Died: 17 Dec 2017)

Drake McNally – One of the town bullies in Volume One. Sees Clay Rarset beat up lead town bully Kris Yasper in a failed attempt to stab Mr. Rarset. Runs in fear. Can’t remember if he was in Volume Two. In Day of the Twisters EAS Scenario, high on psychedelic drugs, Drake publicly defecates into a sewer. Claire Barrington witnesses this and calls him a sick fuck on the radio, with local folks laughing at him. Rod later states Drake gets arrested and is from the city of Armada.

Scott Oloing – Andrew’s father. Also in Day of the Twisters EAS. After a tornado smashed New Haven, police find a kiddie porn dungeon belonging to him and he is arrested. Rod tells the WRQ audience that Scott was Andrew’s Dad, one of the Hochington killers.