
http://jonzaremba.com/ Jon Zaremba was born in the small Pittsburgh suburb of Baden, PA on February 11, 1976. He first got into electronic music from the various sound-test screens of the Sega Master System. As a teen, he discovered techno and the rave scene by picking up fringe radio signals from Carnegie Mellon University. Right around the brink of the rave era that Jon began making my own electronic music. With no friends or guidance on this venture...he just bought some used gear and fiddled around with it.
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Snakes, You Get Out of Here! This Is Not Your Room, This Is My Room. Now, You Just Get Out Of Here!
The Best Way To Tear Anything Down Is To Blast!
It is Better to Die than to Submit
Invincible Winner
I Worship Life
Maurizio Merli
The Best Way To Tear Anything Down Is To Blast
Snakes, You Get Out Of Here! This Is Not Your Room, This Is My Room. Now, You Just Get
The Only Way To Beat Violence Is To Smash It
Elect Me
Fight for Purity
Vehemence
I Laugh As You Die
Love Against The Power Of Evil
The Laws Of This Land Will Be Upheld
Snakes, You Get Out of Here! This is Not Your Room, This is My Room. No
Stoicism
Determination
Room 10 Theme Intro
Autonomy
Obstinance
Perspicacity
Prowess
Veracity
Snakes, You Get Out Of Here! This Is Not Your Room...
The Price of Her Love Will Be Paid to the Ghoul Who Watches from Outside Her Unlocked Bedroom Window
Jon Zaremba - Snakes, You Get Out of Here! This is Not Your Room, This is My Room. No
Nonexistent Voices Whisper Subliminal Passages Of Hopelessness
No Mercy
Remembering When You Were Human
Bludgeon
An Army of Zombies Marches Towards the Suburbs
You Can Not Hide - He Will Stalk and Slaughter You and Your Friends
You Should Have Treated Him Nicely
Her Skin Was Not Soft Enough
She Wants To Eat My Brains
Taking Advantage of Dark Powers to Destroy Evil
No Matter How Hard You Scream, It Will Not be Loud Enough
The Living Walls Are Soft , Soaked In Blood
Splattering the Blood and Guts of a Field Full of Walking Corpses -- A Natural High
Don't Walk There
Snakes, You Get Out of Here! This Is Not Your Room, This Is ot Your Room, This Is My Room. Now, You Just Get
I'm Bitten How Much Time Do I Have Before...
A Kiss Before You Die
Although The Black Fog Is Blinding, You Know You Are Surrounded
Snakes You Get Out of Here This Is Not Your Room This Is My Room. Now You Just Get Out of Here
Paranoia Is Your Only Defense
Illuminated In White, She Rises from Her Grave to Join the Forces of Darkness
The Laws of this Land Shall Be Upheld
One By One They Rise From The Cold Moist Ground
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