Just having some fun with phoebeallen's remix of Matt Conley's monitoring record and portrait by djnamelis. Will be adding more recources.
This music was written in November, 2010. My words were written sometime around then, and I later put them with the music. The drums are the oldest, having been created almost a year before then, bounced from an old demo. Synth parts were added December, 2010. I added my own vocals overthe first part and chorus.
The last part to be added was Aszarkowski's vocals, which were a VO of a poem by Metaphorest. I liked the vocals, and in finding the key, happily discovered that it more-or-less matched my song, so after some snip-snips and time-adjusting, I did my best to fit it into this piece of music, which (in my opinion) worked out pretty well :)
I added a small "intro" - just because.
I felt another "gap" open if anyone wants to add to it. Still work-in-progress.
I hope you like it.
Warm thanks to Aszarkowski's beautiful voice and Metaphorest's beautiful words for filling my pages with color <3
I am under your pressure.
Wild-eyed and careless,
I've done enough to trouble the peace built between us.
Unannounced and instant,
As plates would below the earth.
I ask for no pardon, I ask for no favor,
Unable to surrender in this evr-constant warfare.
Though the trenches are flooded,
The letters are scattered about,
And one man alone must walk across the bones.
Long gone from home.
Unlock the doors and blow the windows open,
Stop the clocks and leave no truth unspoken
Although when living true you may feel lost
A thousand times, the prize is worth the cost
Let down the walls and drop all the pretences
Dismantle the trapdoors and barbed (wire) fences
Invite the good, the bad, the beauty in
Through once thick skin, now beautifully thin
Long gone from home.
Vocals (mine), sampled vocals (alyssa), acoustic guitar and synths - recorded, arranged and mixed via Ableton Live Lite (v.8), programmed drums via v.6
glimmer of light
Pamagotchi wrote a beautiful poem, Belief, that for me represented starting fresh, being strong and having faith that everyone will find their place in life.
I didn't find all the records I really wanted to visually represent Pamagotchi's poem, so please feel free to REmix and make it better.
Thanks, Pam <3
When the girl came out of her shell, she was the life of the party.
When the snail came out of his shell, he was a slimy slug.
When the turtle came out of his shell, he w...
I reprocessed this photo to give it a Kodachrome color style. I think it looks much better and vivid that the original