hola! i mean---um....hi.......
youd like us to stay up late now
our reason; extraordinary
you know we can count on it
we can walk these streets all night
they can take as many pictures as they like.
they can zoom up close
pan to the left
pan to the right
yet everything we do
and everything we love
is subtitled.
(but we'll still hold close to the ideas
til everylast breath.)
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hmm...3 guitar tracks, a synth and a vocal track later.
two faders on the mixer marked "blip".
im making a haunting kind of dance track. it's "dance" because...you could probably dance to it.
oh yeah, i want to say hello to you too. no mal de whatevers around lately.
no mal de anything. hmm.
the summer of our mal de content.
what are you doing?
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anyways....things make more sense the less you try to fight it with your brain.
brains are good for things like recalling the atomic mass of argon or discovering the parabolic arc of a seagulls shit as it careens to the ground.
new song (s?) to be posted soon. omg.....(taking long than i thought it would...you cant rush these kind of things now....)
let's see....possibly if i have the courage to do more to that from the ceiling song.
that song kind of creeps me out. it starts all nice and floaty then it gets all dead crazy.
hm.....surfboard punk rock zombies are dancing go-go like in a 70's disco beach party...but all the zombies are the relatives you wish hadn't turn into zombies. i'ts kind of tragic like that.
--openchakra.com
youd like us to stay up late now
our reason; extraordinary
you know we can count on it
we can walk these streets all night
they can take as many pictures as they like.
they can zoom up close
pan to the left
pan to the right
yet everything we do
and everything we love
is subtitled.
(but we'll still hold close to the ideas
til everylast breath.)
---------------------------------------------
hmm...3 guitar tracks, a synth and a vocal track later.
two faders on the mixer marked "blip".
im making a haunting kind of dance track. it's "dance" because...you could probably dance to it.
oh yeah, i want to say hello to you too. no mal de whatevers around lately.
no mal de anything. hmm.
the summer of our mal de content.
what are you doing?
-----------------------------------------
anyways....things make more sense the less you try to fight it with your brain.
brains are good for things like recalling the atomic mass of argon or discovering the parabolic arc of a seagulls shit as it careens to the ground.
new song (s?) to be posted soon. omg.....(taking long than i thought it would...you cant rush these kind of things now....)
let's see....possibly if i have the courage to do more to that from the ceiling song.
that song kind of creeps me out. it starts all nice and floaty then it gets all dead crazy.
hm.....surfboard punk rock zombies are dancing go-go like in a 70's disco beach party...but all the zombies are the relatives you wish hadn't turn into zombies. i'ts kind of tragic like that.
--openchakra.com