Saturday, December 18, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Dreamdreamdream!
Grath! Firth by numbers twice! And,
There was none to behold.
Jump up and down until you can hear the sound of your own head spinning round and round. For that sound flows uninhibited by air, through time and space. Our own thoughts are sounds that need not air to travel. We densify space and time around us to create our "sound" And our sound is only what we will it to be, past present and future. So create! Dream up fantastic futures for all of human kind, and keep dreaming for one day, all of our hopes and dreams for the future of mankind will cumulate to our present. And I hope to wake to a beautiful, fertile world. :)
Have a great day!
There was none to behold.
Jump up and down until you can hear the sound of your own head spinning round and round. For that sound flows uninhibited by air, through time and space. Our own thoughts are sounds that need not air to travel. We densify space and time around us to create our "sound" And our sound is only what we will it to be, past present and future. So create! Dream up fantastic futures for all of human kind, and keep dreaming for one day, all of our hopes and dreams for the future of mankind will cumulate to our present. And I hope to wake to a beautiful, fertile world. :)
Have a great day!
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Untitled Poem
Fake what you can
Leave what you
Will
People running screaming
Break through
Glass that shatters
Cutting all you
Knew
Just for once
I'd like to see
Truth
And from all this
There will be,
You.
Leave what you
Will
People running screaming
Break through
Glass that shatters
Cutting all you
Knew
Just for once
I'd like to see
Truth
And from all this
There will be,
You.
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poems
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Dirty South
I've been doing a lot of work on my first dirty south electronica song, dubbed "hiphp" I've worked through a lot of the mixing issues, added a dubstep wobble bass, and some samples that fixed the flow of the middle before the tempo change, as well as adding to the intro. I've started writing (rap) lyrics that I will add later once they are polished off and I get proper vocal recording equipment. Here's a sample:
Make money,
Take money,
E'ry day walkin the streets wit my chain, honey
Broken lenses casting plastic illusions,
Furthering my own mental chaos and confusion.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, baby.
Take money,
E'ry day walkin the streets wit my chain, honey
Broken lenses casting plastic illusions,
Furthering my own mental chaos and confusion.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, baby.
The title provides a link to my myspace (and the song) so If you have time, check it out!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Dubstep
I've learned, rudimentarily, the workings of how to make a dubstep wobble bass. This is just the beginning!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
B LOG
Blog blog blog blog blog blog blgo blog blog blog blgoblog blog BLOG. I need to make a habit of this! blog blog blog blog blog blog blog blgo blog blgo blgob glbog blog BLOG!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Blogs are a lot less fun if there is no one there to read it.
Because, then, what's the point? Having a journal for my thoughts? Ok here are my thoughts right now: wah wah wah wah wah bitch moan wah wah moan bitch bitch wah wah wah.
happy now?
happy now?
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Rantings
Friday, February 5, 2010
Limbo
Waiting for what's about to happen to just finally happen. I'm leaving two days and twelve hours from now. Time is creeping to a formidable slowness. An uncomfortable slow, much like these guys:
Southwestern turkey burgers tonight! Thanks Epicurious! It's pretty straight forward as far as recipes go. I'll take some pictures of the finished product. If it looks good. Only if.
Southwestern turkey burgers tonight! Thanks Epicurious! It's pretty straight forward as far as recipes go. I'll take some pictures of the finished product. If it looks good. Only if.
I Quit.
I just chain smoked the last three cigarettes of my pack, and puked. I puked hard. Those will be the last cigarettes I ever smoke, I give you my word.
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cigarettes
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Breathe Slowly This Air (Freedom)
Freeeeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeedom
Soft and sweet as you are,
blessed babies coming newborn.
Feeelin these chains upon my throat.
Freeeeeeeeedom
Lost in the wilderness,
Lost in our government.
Fathers are dying,
Our fathers are dyin'.
Singin Freeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom
Where are you?
Be there now young child,
Breahte slowly this air.
Lessen all you know underneathe it,
Break free
O, Sin
Walk
Freeeeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeedom
Our fathers are dyin',
Singin Freeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom

Freeeeeeeeedom
Soft and sweet as you are,
blessed babies coming newborn.
Feeelin these chains upon my throat.
Freeeeeeeeedom
Lost in the wilderness,
Lost in our government.
Fathers are dying,
Our fathers are dyin'.
Singin Freeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom
Where are you?
Be there now young child,
Breahte slowly this air.
Lessen all you know underneathe it,
Break free
O, Sin
Walk
Freeeeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeedom
Our fathers are dyin',
Singin Freeeeeeedom
Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom
Animal Collective
Started a new track, inspired by Animal Collective. Vocals are key for this one. I need to find my voice.
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Animal Collective
A Day To Myself
Why is it that so hard to wake up and do my own thing when others are awake doing their own thing? Yesterday I attempted to wake up at seven, get high, have a big breakfast of bacon and Eggo waffles, but as I was making the coffee my sister rambles down the stairs... "whatcha makin'?" I had my coffee, resorted to a bowl of cereal, and confined myself in my room. I just need a day to myself to get ready for this trip. I woke up today, another snow day for the sis. Here in Virginia, snow days are rare, and people in charge are very quick to dispense of them. We had snow on Saturday. It has not snowed since, and the kiddies still have school off. It's not that I don't want to see her or don't want her around before I leave, it's just I need some personal time outside of confining myself in my room. I don't know maybe I'm asking for too much. Things need to get done, I need to suck it up and be a man, and just DO. Focus, Corey, focus.
Labels:
Rantings
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
New Song !
Was just inspired, haven't had a good musical outburst in quite a while. This one is a doozy!
Ah, Shower
Just an illusion passing by, waving smiling, I stayed up late last night. Can't remember if I got any sleep or if I just laid there in bed until 7:30. I need to concentrate I have a lot to do! 6 more days before I'm on my way to some other place I'll stay. Lost season 6 tonight.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Lies
Reported lost, stolen, in fragments drifting out to sea. I was supposed to be on a plane today. I lied to everyone, my flights not till next week. And, I'm imprisoned by this lie. What will this trip reveal?
Whilst they were
Playin' out in sorts
Dumming the sky!
I lost my mind.
Aft then o'er
Waves and waves
Spinning circles!
It began to snow.
All was done
What said and sung
Lost translations.
Playin' out in sorts
Dumming the sky!
I lost my mind.
Aft then o'er
Waves and waves
Spinning circles!
It began to snow.
All was done
What said and sung
Lost translations.
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poems
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