Piper's Featured RECords

Released over 1 year ago

Here is a rough cut I seem to have been working on for ever and a day now. I think it's time to share, though I want to do so much more work on it.

One thing that would be endlessly helpful from all of you out there is room tone! I've spent hours trying to pull little bits of it from the audio recordings I've used without much success. So, for those of you that are unfamiliar it is pretty much just what it sounds like. Take an extra 15 seconds maybe, if that, of the room you are recording in without talking or moving. Be as still as you can. You want to record the ambient noise of the room. Even if you can't imagine your record getting turned into something else-you just never know. This makes mixing in your audio much, much, much easier! I would greatly appreciate this and I'm sure there are others that would as well. Thanks so very much.

i have other suggestions/requests but it is getting late and work comes early tomorrow morning!

Thank you all for your contributions. I promise I will get everyone referenced shortly, just bare with me, please.

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The Nuevo of Mexico City

by Piper

Released almost 2 years ago

I tried to find some information online about this building. However, I came up a little short and frankly didn't try very hard either. The name on the front of the building is Miguel E. Abed. (there may be more to the last name but I can't see it due to the angle of the shot.) I think it might be an office building currently. I love how many juxtapositions there are in that beautiful city, Colonial next to Chicago School next to contemporary next to Franciscan next to temple ruins.

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Fire Effected

by Piper

Released almost 2 years ago

Here it is. My first edit with Windows Movie Maker, my first with any in a long while for you fine folks out there in this lovely community we have here. If anyone can tell me how to shorten the damn clips at the end more with that program it would be super rad! (I could not figure it out or it wont let me, I don't know.) It's a simple little thing, but i think it might be nice for a background or some-such-thing. they are photographs I took of the last campfire i built. (here's hoping it works!)

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Something is wrong!

by Piper

Released almost 2 years ago

I took this photograph also while in Mexico City by the Bellas Artes. We never got the full story but the short of it was the naked folk were protesting against a political figure from Veracruz, i think.

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Constellations and Other Explosions

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Released almost 2 years ago

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All Tree Houses Rot

by Piper

Released almost 2 years ago

	(I just wrote this a few minutes ago. I'll probably feel differently about it come Monday but... I already hate the last line, but I shouldn't prefice and I could edit for a lifetime.) All Tree Houses eventually rot except for the ones held in memory where we ask the dark to come in to stay and tell us the stories resting beneath the stars just out of sight of the light reflected off the moon which looks so much like your face a body i have not met yet out there somewhere in the celestial meanderings fireflies glimmer like ghosts in summer grass in certain spots kissed by rotten tree houses fallen expectations we quickly learn to let go or be towed under fists flailing until we gasp our last breath in anger and regret fireflies flicker and tree houses rot and I have not yet seen you I hope to soon

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Naked Faces

by Piper

Released almost 2 years ago

This is another one i shot in Mexico City of the naked protest.

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More Sentences on Closet Monsters

by Piper

Released almost 2 years ago

	...working from the lines of Inked Canvas and Buckdiddy respectively to add just a wee bit for now. "the boy slept on his closet floor, hoping to meet a monster." "But when he woke, he realized he was no longer in the closet." Instead he had transported, transformed through transgresions of something he could not quite explain. "When he woke, he realized he was no longer in the closet." (Buckdiddy) He was... somewhere new? somewhere else? Someone else! ...or something. But what, why, and most importantly how had this come to be? He recounted his day. He had gone to school, nothing special. He had come home, nothing special. He had gone to bed, nothing special exept for the fact that "the boy slept on his closet floor, hoping to meet a monster." (Inked Canvas) He had taken a little longer to fall asleep tonight. That smell that appeared from time to time was with him this night. A certain musk had sunken lengthy, dank claws into immense oxygenation. He was sure that must have been the monster's fowl stench. But since every kid knows a monster will only come out if you are tucked away tight he closed his eyes sharply. He wished and he wished. He imagined another world filled with ladders that reached to the tops of the clouds where freindly little creatures waited to play four square with balls of cotton candy. These games always turned into a elephantine row with pink and blue balls flying, smaking into him with inordinate fulmination of sugary clouds.