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My life, my life, my life:
I live in a dream
– Sweaty and grey.
Just find me in the waterway!
Take a male authority with you,
He is a reliable man – for sure.
Believe an important lady who once told the truth,
She is a nice, nice girl – for sure.
Believe in yourself!
You still exist,
You can't say this about many people.
There are armpits,
There is blood,
There may be tears
And a lot of dishonesty and hypocrisy in this created valley.
Rescue yourself
By not sleeping anymore
And don't believe any person who benefits from you
Without compensating you!
For this being can turn into an open sore!

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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

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hey hey! Matt here,


This is a most random mix of some random records. After trawling through the vast realm of hitrecord I decided to make something...anything!


It started random, but has sort of turned into a quirky little piece, cnostructed with a VO from one of regularJoes regularity records to say everything...and nothing!


that's kinda the point, to not mean anything specific, but to hold meaning in abundance!


 


to me it's what hitrecord's all about...to you it might be different! I just had fun making it!


hope you enjoy...I sure did :)


 


p.s. make sure to check the resources and REmix...there's some great stuff in there :)

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The rhyming creation myth by wirrow and Metaphorest.  I tweaked the words just a little, and my draft of the text is resourced below.  And here I recorded a reading of it.  There's already been lots of great readings of this poem, and I hope there are more to come.  I think it might be cool to mix a grand multitude of voices together to tell this story.


The next thing that probably ought to happen is for visual artists to start drawing specific parts.  Pick a stanza you like, or even just one line and turn it into any sort of image.  Maybe pretty soon we could have a bit of a storybook slideshow going, which is usually an important step in big animation projects.

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mixing and mashing.

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your lyrics found me in a very low-fidelity mood :) i imagine this song being played by a very sweaty band in some hole-in-the-wall bar packed wall to wall with happy drunks.


 


(which, i'm guessing, wasn't your original vision when you wrote those words down. whoops!)


 


lyrics (copied from http://www.hitrecord.org/records/363976 )


 


you just close your eyes and sleep


like the avereage human being


you used to be a dreamer


a cloudwalker


you used to be a prayer


a late night microwaver


funny dreams


from mix of Melatonin and caffeine


coffee with old marshmellows and


pecan praline icecream


 


you used to be okay


with recycled wind


and my mental decay


talking inbetween the lines


reading all your old newspapers from 1999


 


but you're no dreamer to me


and i'm no dreamer to you


just dreaming about driving and crashing cars


when you used to dream about me, too


 


you're not the dreamer i thought i knew..

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i don't know where i've been


i can't recall if i'm wearing thin


i don't mind if i'm lost


i don't mind if i'm tired and frail and lost


 


i left a man in my wake


resented him for what he had to say


i don't mind that i'm alone


i don't mind that my heart, it carries stones


 


my heart, it carries stones


 


i told it all, unedited


i told it all like i remembered it


they interlocked and then they fled


and met again, but the love they'd made was dead


 


i am no historian


i'm prone to error in the records i give


i am proud of what i feel


i am proud that my skin is tempered steel


 


my skin is tempered steel

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Dream, dream, dream.


Directing/editing - Sherbethead


Acting - Edward Shallow/Kurt Uchman


Music/animation - Wirrow


 

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OK, here is v.2 of the visual remix to Tommacarte's poem. This time, I have changed the guitar music (still from musopen.org), ironed out/added some visuals and added Tom's reading of the poem!


Again, comments and con-crit would be much appreciated! I keep seeing things I would like to tweak, so would appreaciate any feedback!


 


<3

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dedicated to BURNINGdAN




lizziemackie and iBrews added this time
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I'm working on a video for Tom's poem...this may or may not be the VO used. It's a bit stereotypically Spanish. The flamenco...the guitar...the fact that it's in Spanish.


 


Anyways, thought it might end up being useful for someone else!


PD music from musopen.org


<3

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