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Gweninterrupted
- Wonderland
- Last Record: 2013-06-18 11:26:50 -0400
- Joined: Jan 28, 2009
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When I think of fantasty, I always think of Wonderland...
gwen's loop of lala's and breathing is the most amazing record ive heard on this website. i'll definitely be making more things out of this.
the title is my nod to the wonderful sparklehorse. "it's a sad and beautiful life" r.i.p
we can be star-ways upside down-ways any way you like
we see moons n suns where others see the city lights
i know you like the fear, ive seen your eyes light up
when theres a human sacrifice
i know you like to panic and ring the alarms
but we are superloving creatures and we mean you no harm
you're never alone you know
it's a wonderful life
I wanted to do something for the Inception collab using photography, so I decided to mix loads of random pics with horrorshock's awesome animation (Little Red Balloon). It's like those crazy dreams full of disconnected images. It may not be suitable to the documentary but I really wanted to give it a try.
Audio only. =)
i've got a lot to say
but why bother?
it's never easier-
only harder
i want a mother
and a father
and not to see myself
as a martyr
i want to sleep at night
without a fucking care
i want a loving hand
to stroke my hair
tell me everything
will be okay this time
and that someday i'll wake up
from this dream of mine
Can they tell what we've been through?
Do they know me?
Do they know you?
Should we forget or know the truth-
even if it means we lose our youth
How do we keep living in this
terrible mysterious skin?
How do we keep living in
our unbearable mysterious skin?
kiss me on my head and tell me i will be okay
tell me that it's time to let go of my childish ways
tell me that i'm beautiful so i don't need to hide
tell me that it's time to let go of the pain inside
reach out for my hand when i am crying in the dark
promise me life wasn't meant to be so fucking hard
lie in this bed next to me convincing me i'm safe
if i cannot die happily this life has been a waste
when i needed you, you were there for me
*Audio Only.* A REmix of Ray Perez - "1984". =)
well this kinda got out of hand... kinda
started this morning with a simple dubstep riddim (bassline and drumbeat) and thought: "this is kinda empty. get some metaphorest in this bitch!" remembered raven and started setting up the riddim to fit ravens. had to stop. tonight heard gwen's "fuck hitrecord" and then the hesher collab. sampled about everything i could use for this bit from the intro video and came up with several drum and bass beats. then the mix got ful very quickly. "me thinkst i need a challenge" - the challenge then was to use only a minimalistic amount of samples / instruments. all drumbeats are from the same samples. all basslines are from the same synth. the final bassline is based on the sample "how the fuck did i end up in this hitrecord video" - same cadence.
90% through and the main arrangement in place i started playing with ravens again. inserted a few references to keep the mix flowing and to make it entertaining but not too cluttered.
finally a few minutes ago gwen hit record again and MADE! me use her hitrecord harmonies :D
ps: overall time spent: 5 hours. a little over the usual limit but it was worth it.
...felt like I was singing with Stevie Nicks on this one (made me nervous)!
Memories fading thoughts escaping Losing track of time absent minded rear view blinded scared of what i'll find don't rewind me don't remind me let me live in peace trying to think clearly but my mind is so diseased post traumatic so dramatic memories start to spill cannot store these horror stories without turning ill they're so twisted so sadistic i try to forget but my memories warn me that this is not over yet
This is a love song to HESHER! *haha*
crack smack heart attack joke smoke gotta toke lean mean jellybean bar brawl gutterball plain jane in the rain let get very wet me on cherry tree 333 fat rat sick of that hard lard in the yard fuck buck better luck must lust never trust then send gwendolyn plain jane gonna hang me on cherry tree 333.
Everyone reminds me of the girl i used to know
But i'm a little better than i was a year or two ago
i'd cry out for her in my sleep
i'd search for her in every dream
she made me change
she made me strange
a little girl trapped in a big girl's world
All stitched up with no place to go
All fixed up for a happy home
won't someone please take me in
hold my hand and be my friend
All stitched up with time to kill
All fixed up with a void to fill
won't someone please let me be
a part of your life that's necessary
All stitched up with a gleam in my eye
all fixed up and ready to try
won't someone please love me like i
am an important part of your life
with AH's. =)
everthing spins round and round
everything turns upside down
everything is magical
defying what is factual
the flowers here grow ten feet tall
the shrubbery all creeps and crawls
the trees all whisper lullabys
to unsuspecting passers-by
watch out for the ladybugs
they all want to give you hugs
but they'll have to wait in line
the Caterpillar's right behind
the Dormouse and the Hatter here
they all want to make it clear
that you are welcome anytime
you just need to clear your mind
of overwrought reality
because in actuality
everything is just a dream
no matter how your world may seem
Motionless
i lie and wait
There's only so much
i can take
i've been alone for oh so long
i thought i'd put it in this song
i'm Motionless
emotionless
i feel no love
at least not enough
i'm motionless
i'm Motionless
emotionless
i feel no love
thought I'd give a shot at turning it into a performance piece ...a possible soundtrack for a future video...
girl be careful on your way back home
don't walk down any alleyways alone
the shadows are alive and closing in
they've been following you everywhere you've been
check the corners, check the ceiling,
check the walls
check beside you floating down the hall
check the lobby, check your bedroom, check the den
'cause they've been following you everywhere you've been
the shadows are alive and closing in...
a winding corridor
a staircase with no end
forever is a state of mind
in this labyrinth
a hallway lost in time
suspended in this space
with memories of short moments
all lost without a trace
forever is a memory
forever is a thought
locked inside a palace
in the land that time forgot
the clocks all tick in place
the oceans have no tide
the moon and sun shine brightly
all day noon and night
Please don't leave
i can't be alone tonight
Please don't leave
don't tell me i will be alright
i need you now
more than i ever did before
i need you now
please don't walk outside that door
i feel so alone tonight i'm afraid that i might cry
i'm holding back a stream of tears as i wonder why
my life had to unfold this way and where i went so wrong
the secret to my happiness lied in you all along
so i beg
please don't leave
the... circus is coming to town
the circus is coming to town
the circus is coming to town, town, town
the circus is coming to town
there will be tightrope walking
trampolines
clowns and bears and fire rings
lions, tigers
cannons shooting
sparklers spinning
horns-a-hooting
elephants and cotton candy
crowds of people feeling dandy
the circus is coming to town
out of sight
out of mind
forgotten
left behind
there was a time when
we were so close
but that time has come and gone
i'm sorry i couldn't live up to your wants
i know i did everything wrong
what i wouldn't give
if i could just spend
another night wrapped in your arms
i would spend it trying to memorize
your face, your voice and your charms
out of sight
out of mind
forgotten
left behind
look on the bright side
look on the bright side
it's almost over
it's almost over
no need to worry
no need to worry
that's what they told her
that's what they told her
look on the bright side
look on the bright side
it's just a nightmare
it's just a nightmare
no need to panic
no need to panic
she shouldn't be scared
she shouldn't be scared
Too much trouble
too much worry
too scared of people
who could hurt me
too many fears and
too many problems
i find i'm hiding
way too often
too much chaos
too much crying
i'm almost getting
too sick of trying
sick of trying...
but it's a big bad world out there
and it doesn't seem
that anyone is playing fair
i'm a scaredy cat...
Too much sadness
Too much pity
Has left me feeling
kind of shitty
too much madness
too much blaming
but that's the way that
my maker made me
i'm not a strong girl
i'm a weakling
i know that looks can
be deceiving
but it's a big bad world out there
and it doesn't seem
that anyone is playing fair
i'm a scaredy cat...
Some footage taken in London, that focuses mainly on transport; travelling via walking, trains, subway and on the bus. i thought that Wirrow's melodic piece suits the rhythm of city transport. Also i thought it could be used as stock footage for other videos that need scenes of movement and transport.
LYRICS:
let's play pretend
until the end,
whenever that will be.
we'll dress in gowns
and dance around
and jump into the sea.
we'll float and fly
straight through the sky
in our hot air balloon,
and then we'll race
to outer space
and steal ourselves the moon.
let's make believe
and never leave
our own fantasy land.
we'll sing love songs
forever long,
now wouldn't that be grand?
and even though
inside we'll know
nothing is as it seems,
as long as we're
together here,
who needs reality?
sang my lyrics over wirrow/gwen's amazing song. um... i hope this isn't terrible. <3 be sure to check out metaphorest's song for these lyrics (resourced) - it's the cheerful version. this is the melancholy version...
I've gotta say, being a hitrecorder sure makes finding footage for my final video class project a snap! Here's the result. I am pretty sure I am missing a resource since I downloaded some of these a while ago, please if you see your stuff let me know and I'll fix it!
Just geeking out on languages again. To any italian speakers out there: apologies for the huge amount of mistakes I undoubtedly made. It's been a while since I did something like this
Signore e Signori
Il mondo e’ molto piu grande, e molto piu strano di quello di che ci hanno detto
Ci sono delle cose straordinarie nelle vite quotiodiane
Ci sono dei tesori negli ombri conosciuti
Ti hanno tenuto coperto,
Coperto del mondo pericoloso ed indomabile dell attuale.
Ti serviamo tutto in un piatto d’argento, impachetatto ed immacolatto
I gingilli, prodottati mitementi in massa
I caffe aziendali omnipresenti
I media elaborati, docili, autotuned, che riempono i tuoi schermi e i tuoi onde.
Ti abbiamo anestetizzato come un huxleyan soma
Con tutto l’aroma d’ordine e controllo
Anche se il disordine della tua natura anarchica batte contro la tua anima
Non saremmo mai como te.
Allora, ti riduciamo alla simplicta
Ma..hai le scintille di divinita’
Sei sposato all’infinita’
Ti faciamo temere le tue imperfezione
Ma, infatti, sono I diaminti del tuo
E sempre ti offrirano le variazione innimaginnabile
Ti hai dimenticato come sognare
Perche lo abbiamo togliato della tua lingua
Ma ci sono delle cose misteriose ed incantevole dentro di te che no si possono spiegare
E se qualcosa non puo essere spiegato razionalmente, le nostre macchine non computeranno
Ti stanno guardando, amico mio.
Sei un animale tassato
Sei un numero sul nostro schermo
E cerchi solo la sfilata pacifica dei disegni sul schermo
La melodia tranquila della ninnananna aziendale
Questo e un invito
Lascia i tuoi giornali
Spegna le tue televisione
Perche c’e una guerra per il tuo cervello
E cominci a avere paura
Ti hai dimenticato della tua vera liberta, eil il tuo potere
Dentro di te, c’e un fuoco crepitante
Che non e raffredatto per la commodiata o la paura
Un fuoco che brucia in tutto
Un fuoco che puo protrare I tuoi colleghi delle acque stagnante
E che puo reimaginare il tuo mondo, senza capo, e senza classe
Senza borse delle fondazione riche
Un mondo che non e fatto di atomi: ma di storie
Un mondo che cambia di forma con ogno sogno ad occhi aperti che interviene nella tua vita quotidiana.
E i momenti soporiferi della beatitudine creativa
Le palpitzaione bizarre con gli amanti che baci
Le strutture complesse che inventi
Le notte senza fine che tirano le stelle negli tuoi occhi
Ci sono delle traccie di luce nei sogni collettivi
C’e una sensibilita’ nelle macchine buttate
Tutto il mondo e inebriante
Tutto brucia, tutto il tempo
E sei confinato solo per le limite della tua immaginazione
Tutto il resto ti seguira’
Il mondo ti seguira’
Cosi sopra
Cosi sotto
Un paradiso nuovo
E un mondo nuovo.
<3
It Worked!!!!!!!
This is a mash-up/music video I did to one of my favorite Wirrow songs, "Its a wonderful life".
Its mainly about how different generations deal with their emotions and how we express our feelings especially when dealing with war.
I feel that the world is in such chaos these days and it affects everyone in completely different ways.
I made it over the summer with the help of my sister and her friend but never put it up because I didnt think it was finished but I'm putting it up now because maybe someone else would like to finish it.
I have a few more resources I have to find, let me know if I am missing any.
Resources from public domain:
Superman the mechanical monsters impulse: http://www.archive.org/details/SupermanTheMechanicalMonstersImpulse
Parade in New York: http://www.archive.org/details/parade_in_new_york
Rock, Rock, Rock:http://www.archive.org/details/rock_rock_rock