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thewhitelady
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- Last Record: 2012-11-26 15:18:49 -0600
- Joined: Jun 19, 2011
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recs for the week
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EXT. STREET - DAY REBECCA, 20s, home from work, gets out of her car and walks to her door. We like her. EXT. A... |
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This beat was getting sassy on me.
BPM 100
Yikes
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despite his pleasant nature
Bah, the bug who liked to hum was universally disliked. |
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on the 8th day, as a token of his remorse
God created the kaleidoscope to make the ugly things beautiful |
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when humanity exits
and a new species arrives they will look upon the giant metallic structures as tributes to old Gods |
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drunk again
he smashed a bottle on her head. and the glitter on her cheeks fell in love with all the bits of broken glass that now adorned her |
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they call him bubble gum.
he named himself that.. he blows bubbles and sings and wears glitter and generally does anything cute to try and balance out his TERRIFYING FACE! :O |
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i had a dream you were a leaf in a stream the water made no sound then reaching from hallowed ground i fell in i thrashed and i flaile... |
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This is for mommylovesstarwars, and anyone else out there who knows a mom.
This is a story I told my kids when they were smaller, and actually listened to me. ... |
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There is a quaint little town nestled in the clouds on the highest mountaintop called Birdville. The town is not haphazardly named so though, for all of its inhabitants are some variation of feathered bird. Correspondingly, there is a bustling city at the base of the mountain called “Peopleplace”, in reference to its inhabitants which are, of course, human.
If one were able to visit Birdville (for it can only be reached by flight), one may have questions about some of its odd looking residents, namely the ones with feathered bodies and beakless faces. Though their human visages set them apart appearance-wise from the majority of the other residents, they are quite accepted into Birdville society and act as a reminder of something that happened long ago.
Legend has it that there was a time when the humans of Peopleplace could fly and the birds of Birdville could speak, but neither knew of the existence of the other. One day, rumors started to circulate in both towns, hinting at the existence of the other and causing a lot of anticipatory commotion. Finally, one day, with curiosity propelling them, the humans flew up to visit the unusual town on the top of the mountain that was said to have another speaking life form. Upon arriving in Birdville, the humans were warmly welcomed by the town’s residents who used speech to show their enthusiasm over meeting another species that could fly.
There was much excitement between the two groups and deep friendships were formed through long, intimate conversations and exhilarating shared flights. When it became apparent that more and more visits between the birds and humans would occur, it was quickly decided that any physical co-mingling of the two species was strictly forbidden. Any breach of this law would be seen as a crime against nature.
However, as is oft to happen, the rules were broken, and some humans and birds were caught engaging in forbidden romantic activity. This scandal caused outrage and a feeling of betrayal by the residents of Birdville who felt the more evolved humans were to blame. From that time on, the residents of Birdville became less trusting of the residents of Peopleplace and eventually humans were no longer as warmly welcomed. Relations between the two species became so strained that contact between them dwindled away to almost nothing.
The legend goes on to explain that the punishment laid out for these alleged crimes against nature is that humans can no longer fly and birds can no longer speak. Therefore, the only humans that can be found in Birdville will be on the back of one of the town’s flying residents and the only communication to humans from Birdville residents occurs with the flapping of their wings.
As for the appearance of a fully clothed lamb in Birdville? That is a story for another day.
This is ACTING, folks!
(I so don't want to be type cast in this type of voice-over role, but I thought I could do a decent job of portraying the character with my voice, so I wanted to make this available to the community in case it is of any use - I can't stand this character personally!)
shhh be nice i've never written a song before
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Every night, when the baby’s fast asleep, she babbles like babies do. Nightly, I record her voice so that when she grows older she can tell me what babies dream of. |
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So, this is in response to Average Joe's video on YouTube regarding the 50/50 type story about finding humor in possibly traumatic times. I was working at an up and coming clu... |
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yeah, so like, my vocals are really fukt on this song, but you get the idea ;) (i'll try again later)
Everybody's talkin'
maybe we'll just play along
'cause there ain't no definition
who can say what's right or wrong?
yeah 'cause no one really knows
how the story really goes
so we'll just carry on
we just carry on
lookin' for the answers,
you been travelin' far and wide,
yeah but everything you seekin'
you can find it deep inside
yeah 'cause no one really knows
how the story really goes
so we just carry on
we'll just carry on
I had such a happy birthday, and had the overwhelming urge to write a little ditty to try and express how happy you guys make me all. So it's kind a little lullaby. For you. ^__^ <3
Time has come to say goodnight
All my secrets wash away
Gazing back on the way I've come
Guided by your love and light
Sweeping footprints in the sky
Show me that I'm not alone
Hands on shoulders hands on hearts
Hands like wings helping me fly
Make me paper boats and planes
Colour my daytimes with the rain
Keep me safe and keep me close
For you are the one I love the most
Hours passing like a stream
And still I find myself to be
Strong and running, like a sail
Riding the waves towards my dream
Don't forget me, don't lose sight
Remember now for you and I
Each minute counts, each second's gold
And both our lives will soon take flight
Make me paper boats and planes
Colour my daytimes with the rain
Keep me safe and keep me close
For you are the one I love the most
Thank you darling, thank you dear,
Thank you for always keeping me near
Thank you for me and thank you for you
Thank you for loving me, loving me true.
Make me paper boats and planes
Colour my daytimes with the rain
Keep me safe and keep me close
For you are the one I love the most
Immediately upon seeing wirrow's gorgeous “mountain tops are lifting,” I couldn't get the idea of doing it in stained glass out of my mind (I also thought it could be cool as a quilt... anyone want to take that one on?). Anyways, I most desperately wanted it hanging in my window. And now it does:) And I only bled a very little bit in the process (glass, as one might expect, is rather sharp (as are the edges of the copper foil tape, which was more of a surprize)).
Making of video coming soon! is here: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/494472
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(This mythical reptile has a crocodile head on one end and an alligator head on the other, but I can't draw it. I can't draw at all. Really. It's text only from the Schnauz... |
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Cornelius the cat was an eccentric fellow,
Dressed in all the colours from blue to yellow,
With patterns never seen on a feline before,
Clothes colourful and brash, he did so adore!
He was shunned by his peers for his curious dress,
And even his family thought his style was a mess,
For his taste in loud colours went beyond what he wore,
Bold colours could be seen on his walls and his floor.
No visitors came calling, or rang on the phone,
So Cornelius spent most of his time all alone,
“I won’t change who I am for anyone ” he said,
As he played with a ball of bright orange thread.
He did have one cousin who’s taste was the same,
Cornelius kept his portrait in a colourful frame,
But his cousin would hide his penchant for loud colours,
Dressing plainly in public to be just like the others.
While Cornelius could envy his cousin at times,
Getting phone calls and visitors would be so sublime!
But changing who he was simply to get along,
Going against his true nature just seemed so wrong.
For Cornelius the cat enjoyed being unique,
Looking like everyone else wasn’t such a feat,
For what was so special about all being the same?
Cornelius thought not standing out was a shame.
So Cornelius will stay in his colourful home,
Without any visitors or calls on the phone,
And wear colours with patterns that are both bold and brash,
And continue to be different from all other cats!
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Humpty Dumpty did not fall. It was I who pushed him off that wall...
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This summer, my world was shaken a little more than I would have liked. My Uncle died. It was sudden, and painless, but nobody knew quite how to act. We went to the funeral and a slo... |
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You know how you see all those character posters/banners at cinemas promoting upcoming movies? Here is my take on a MMM2 version of those, inspired by the poster of "Horrible Bosses" ...and I just want an excuse to slap those fantastic words from the MMM universe onto the drawings
The drawings were actually done for another purpose, but one day when I was walking home I saw a double decker bus with the "Horrible Bosses" banner on it and I just thought it would be fun to have something similar for the MMM flims~
Inspired by yes-you-am's cool logo animation I decided to try my hand at stop motion and hand stitched the hitrecord logo.
Malicore's "The D Drop" with some added vocals. Needs to be remixed or maybe have some singers re-do the vocals? I think we can make this into something. lyrics:
everybody's talkin'
maybe we'll just play along
'cause there ain't no definition.
who can say what's right or wrong?
yeah, 'cause no one really knows
how the story really goes
so we just carry on.
lookin for the answers
you been travellin' far and wide
yeah, but everything you seekin
you can find it deep inside
yeah, 'cause no one really knows
how the story really goes
so we just carry on.
science, religion
it's all superstition
all of the facts are just based on fiction
a whole lot of theories
but nothing's been proven
why waste my time grovellin'?
i'd rather be groovin'
movin my body, the beat of my heart
music and poetry, collaborative art
brings us together like nothing else can
i wish i could show you so you'd understand
just like breathin'
i know that you can feel it
don't just read it
sing it like you mean it.
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(Folks: please check out Shoplifting Lobsters? by todd68976)
The lobster sulked in his tank Mentally bemoaning his fate <... |
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#1. Celebrities are not real people. Therefore we do not have to treat them with the kind of consideration we would expect for ourselves. It is perfectly acceptable for us to have hugely unreali... |
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Added some vocals behind this awesome track. Don't know whether the wolf howls are too much? ^__^
Run along little wolf boy, they're coming after you
Shed your little lambskin boy, there's a big bad wolf in you
I've been working on my first animated shortfilm and I made this song for the last scene. The film is about bad dreams and stuff like that. Actually one of my pictures inspired the story. (Bad Dreams) There's a lot of work to do on the film, but I just wanted to share this here. Hope you like it! :)