Same as http://hitrecord.org/records/187003
but with no artwork. If you want to help work on this, the premiere pro files and all my resources are here:
http://hitrecord.org/records/187052

You can also just download this video and help with the blanks.

Thanks everyone :)

My first piece with a great composition program called Ableton Live, playing with a little ditty I've had swimming around my head for a while. Thanks to my brother Mat for coming up with the more interesting percussion parts!

A taste of my wacky brand of storytelling music. I would love to play PIANOS. If YOU would love me to play PIANOS, press that cute little hearty recommend button! Thanks thanks thanks.

Another sample: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/130497


Lyrics:
Do you remember preschool?
And its innocent stories?
Playing with blocks and laughing
Mining knowledge like endless quarries...

Do you remember Huggies?
And the chicken pox scandals?
Eating lots of woodchips
And playing on monkey bar handles.

Yes that was nice, wasnt it? Fond memories.

Well how about the social classes?!
Do you remember those?
Kids with Osh Kosh bGosh overalls
While others could barely afford clothes
Idealistic differences
Capitalism and communism could be found
Jimmy would make a dirt pile
And Joey wanted everyone to have an equal mound!

(solo)

And we had an economy
Trading Legos and shovels
And secret languages encoded in spit bubbles
And the girls fought the guys
For playground domination
We had rule by government with
Leaders of manipulation
And I was one of them, giving bullcrap orations

Like when I told Sam
I have a treehouse to the sky
With an express elevator
And a room where you can fly

And I told Morgan that
Didja know you can travel through time
By swinging around on a swingset
The dizziness is a sign
That youre in the future

Take me to the future
We're going to the future
On this magical swingset
All you gotta do is pay me
With that ninja turtle dagger
And soon, we will be, in the future
You and me, in the future!

Understanding structure and load distribution can be very confusing. Whether you're an architecture student like myself whose going into the field specifically so they don't have to think about such things, or an engineer who really just has no idea what's going on, this short film is here to help.

Taken from some of my favorite ocean pictures here. Thanks guys!

The German Facade Analysis Expert presents how the Loisium Winery by Steven Holl came to be in one minute.

I wish you were a lamp, so I could turn you on.
I wish you were a stapler, so you could hold it together, hun.
I wish you were a bag o' pens, so I could buy you en masse.
I wish you were a crystal paperweight,
Cause then you'd have a little class!

Now tell me,

Why can't you be, an office supply store,
Why can't you be just a little bit more?
You could be an ordinary girl, or
You could be my Office Supply Store

I'm sorry, it's not you, it's me who needs to get things together.

I wish I was a nail, so I could be sharp as a tack
I wish I was a warrantied area mat, so instead of walking all over me you could just get your money back
I wish I was a concrete block, so you couldn't push or shove me
I wish I was a new house, so you would call me home, and love meeee

Why can't I be, a hardware supply store?
Why can't I be just a little bit more
I don't wanna just lie here and take it anymore!
I could be your hardware supply store...

Supply store.

A silly little song I put together based on the melody I also used in 'Trepidation Flux' . No, the flies aren't real ;)


Lyrics:
Everyday, I only think of you, dear
Everyday, I wish that you were always here
Cause everyday, oh when you're not so near,
I'm wearing the very same clothes
since the last time you were here

And yes today, all because you were gone
I didn't eat, cause I couldn't turn the stove on
And last Thursday, the last time that I saw you
Was also that last time I used soap
Will I ever not smell like Axe Spray?

Nope

Oh pretty girl, why do you not see?
That you're everything in this world to me
Sitting alone with nothing I can do
I've come to realize that I, can't live without you

Haven't moved since the day you the left me
The couch is growing a bacteria, colony
Don't know why you felt it had to end,
Cause clearly I'm a guy who appreciates his girlfriend...

Oh pretty girl, it's clear that I'm in fear
That I'm going to die (to death) all because you left me here
You're the only one who knows how to get out the ketchup
You left the toilet seat down and you know that I can't put it back up

How can you do now, what you do, knowing full well that I Can't Live Without You

Can't live without you

I'm pretty sure girl, that if you leave me,
I'm pretty sure that if you're serious about breaking up with me

I will starve shrivel or atrophy to death... so soon,
Thank God my Mom said, she'll be here by noon