Saturday, September 26, 2009

After a request to post some of the music I worked on back in school...I am horrified at how terrible some of it is.

I forgotten how bad I suck.

Luckily there are a few tracks I may upload to youtube...but there are some incredibly painful moments because some of these had to be done in just one take...and some of the backing vocals are ear bleeding bad.

Although...I must say I'm happy with the bass...my only area of real concern at the end of the day. ^_^

U2 - 'Pop' album download

http://www.filefront.com/14606645/Pop.rar

There you go.

Sorry I kept forgetting to put the link up.

Like I mentioned the other day you will REALLY want to get the actual album soon (none of that sissy Itunes download crap) because of the actual album and CD design...how it sort of homes in on the whole Pop art theme...which when you contrast with the actual content of the music you get this wall of deliberate irony working on several levels that I happen to find really mind blowing.

Some call it pretension but I call it mad genius.

The whole crux of their 90's material was the idea of information overload and with the albums 'Achtung Baby' and 'Zooropa' and the resulting tour managed to do just that...while breaking away from the whole mold of being the vagabond religious on a pilgrimage and became more of an onstage caricature of the message in the music.

Plus I love the use of Dada in the album art work of 'Achtung Baby'.

I'll never have enough money or time to get all the degrees or take all the classes I want to...but I want to take a few more Art History classes...it help makes much more sense out of life and culture.

Okay I'll curtail my U2 fanboyism before I make some retch.

^_^

But I still hold to the opinion that not liking U2 means not having taste...oh snap...yes.

I.

Just.

Went.

There.

>_>
"So love is hard and love is tough
But love is not what you're thinking of
September, streets capsizing
Spilling over, down the drain
Shards of glass, splinters like rain
But you could only feel your own pain
October, talk getting nowhere
November, December
Remember, are we just starting again

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees
Please, please, please
Please
So love is big, it's bigger than us
But love is not what you're thinking of
It's what lovers deal, it's what lovers steal
You know I found it hard to recieve
'Cause you, my love, I could never believe"
Oh...and I'll...'psychosomatic' you!
It's weird.

I bike ten miles while feeling like crap and I feel like more crap except it's like a better crap.

I'm still hurting, dizzy, nauseated and tasting metal...but overall I feel more relaxed and less like I'm dying.

And...this is how addictive my personality is...I've never smoked but I want to.
What the heck?
This second hand smoke shall be the death of me! -_-
*sigh*

I really need to work on being a nice person for once...
I just smacked myself in the face with the dvd/cd collections of Billy Joel and Barry Manilow...ouch... x_x
Smelling, tasting and feeling like there is metal lodged somewhere in my throat is starting to become irksome.

The plus side is it is cloudy and a high chance of rain.

I could use a lot more rain.

Bleargh.
Suffice to say that idea both sucked and failed.

I am giving up.

Hooray.
I just ate a cookie.

It is late at night.

It's also quite quiet at this late hour.

I miss having a group of people to do things with.

That was the better things about church when I was in high school and something I loved about college for the first couple of semesters.

I talk about the past too much...what about the future?

I've been biking ten miles plus a day...so as soon as I get access to the bike in the morning I'll be logging another ten miles or so. I've been eating apples and drinking water...it's the meal of fibromyalgia stricken heros!

Music is addicting as love was when I was less cynical and was more receptive to the idea of people being generally good and capable of rising above their base nature. It can be so hard to take people at their word and believe that they have good intentions.

I also spend too much time analyzing little details of no consequence.

I also spend this late hour scanning the internet for for remixed/acoustic/orchestrated/whatever pieces of music from RPG video games I grew up with.

And now...I don't know.

I'm here.

That is all I know.

Life goes on.

Yes it does...