Songs for me to cover.

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana // Objective achieved.
Falling Away From Me - Korn // Objective achieved.
Bestafe Mich - Rammstein // Pending.
Punkrocker - Teddybears STHLM // Pending.
Arco Arena - Cake // Pending
Everyone Has Had More Sex Than Me - TISM // Pending.

These are exersized in recording, mixing, playing and producing for me. It's great to make a song, but that proves nothing. You can't compare it to much... But working on a song some one else has already perfected, that seems more interesting. I have to learn the song, the whole thing. Than recreate it to the best of my ability. I have already done this twice with SLTS by Nirvana and Falling Away From Me by Korn. The other songs I believe I could work on I've listed. Well... except for one. But I'll consider that a bonus round I guess.

I probably wont be posting any of these works. It's just a little project and something to entertain me. I think when I try Bestafe Mich I'll sing the song in English. It's one of the Rammstein songs I understand the best. About the relationship between God and man. Everything else is up in the air for now. Punkrocker will be easy to sing, but I'm still not sure if I'll be able to figure the whole song out. I had trouble with the bridge in Falling Away, I considered it a victory but SLTS is the closest thing to perfection yet. It was only ten seconds shorter than the original and I would have to say that I pulled it off fairly well.

I don't care for the vocal part of the challenge. I don't sing in my own songs, although I do have a few songs that I've written lyrics to. I think I'll look forward to Arco Arena because there will be little to no vocals I'll have to deal with. Punkrocker will also be fine since it's sung by Iggy Pop and I don't think I'll have trouble with it. The TISM song though, that's the boss level. I have tried to play this song before without success. The music is really great in that song though, and I think the lyrics are very funny and smart... but the vocalist is damn perfect and it's going to be hell for me to sing it. Fucking Aussie bastards always ten steps ahead of me... they win this round, but next time...

And so that' what I've been doing. And I've been busy at it. So get off my case I'm only sort of a lazy fuck up loser who has no life and is stuck living in the middle of no where without a weekly paycheck who must spend a good amount his time daydreaming of another life of excitement and adventure just to fight back the melancholy and the self destruction. Did I say too much?

Alright here is a short I wrote. The idea came from playing with a map generator and I thought of making an annoying country where there was dozens of cities all with only three names. Sprinkles, Rainbow and Sugardrop, I thought of how annoying the people of that nation would be. The idea that t would be an effective penal colony, where the prisoners would be slowly brainwashed into harmless shells of there former selves.

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Judge Orkad looks over the papers on his desk. Another wild one, deviant, destructive. With ideas of individualism and anarchy no doubt. The judge clears his throat and begins to address the suspect in a bleak and tiresome tone.

"You've committed vandalism, pity theft. You've disrupted the public peace, created havoc and destroyed public and private property... the list goes on. This court finds you guilty. I hereby declare for your actions of malicious mayhem that you shall be sentenced to a lifetime in dreamworld."

"what's that?" ??? asked as he repetitively continued to kick the judges desk from his seat.

"It's a most delightful place really. Everyone behaves, everyone is happy and everyone is the same."

"I don't want to be the same, I want to be me." The boy said, he momentarily stopped fidgeting only to start up again moments later.

"I think you should stop sneering at me. After all you'll have to get used to smiles when you get to dreamland. It's illegal to leave the house without a smile on your face. Smirking, frowning, sneering that's all illegal there." The judge explained solemnly. "only smiles."

"I don't have to smile if I don't want to!" ??? said concluding his statement with a raspberry.

"Yes, rebelliousness never got anyone anything." Orkad said with a sigh of frustration. It was something he had to say at least every other day. "You're not different boy. You're just another delinquent... you're not trying to prove anything. You just want to break our nice neat society. Ans for what... what is it you gain?"

"You're right. I do want to break it." ??? quietly answered. He shifted slightly in his seat and his face revealed a grin of pride and insolence.

"Yes... why do you act the way you do? Why do you do this things?" Judge Orkad really didn't know why it mattered to him. These anarchist were all the same shit under his boot. But he felt he wanted an answer for all his trouble with them.

??? hesitated with that answer. He knew what he wanted to say but he also knew it was the last thing this man wanted to here. "You like everything to make sense, am I right?" The boy asked.

"Well, of course. Everything has it's place..." Orkad stated bluntly.

"Yeah, you have boxes for everything. everything has it's neat little place. Everything is the same. Nothing changes, nothing gets worse but it never gets better either... but that's not why I do what I do..."

"I just want a simple answer!" The man bellowed, tiring of this kids shrill voice and answers that had no meaning. Orkad was not here to play games, if he wanted an answer he got an answer. So he asked again, "Why do you destroy everything we worked so hard to build?"

Startled by the Judges outburst, ??? could see that Orkad could be intimidating if he put is weak mind into it. "The answer is simple. I destroy your world because I liked to watch it burn."

Orkad wasn't satisfied with the answer he got but it would have to do, he didn't have time for this he had another appointment in fifteen minutes. "You think your tough... dreamland will rot your brain and soul away to mush. within months you'll be a brain dead idiot frolicking through meadows and playing in fountains. Even more harmless and useless than you are now."

"And what if I resist. Will I be killed?" ??? asked with as much contempt as he passably could.

"You'll wish it. No... I believe the harshest punishment they have there is tickle torture." The Judge said with a straight face. ??? just laughed, "I'm serious, there aim isn't to kill only to convert. And everyone who is sent there as under incarceration is eventually converted." Orkad than stood up and pressed a button, there was a buzz.

"Yes Judge Orkad?" A receptionist's voice chimed in from a speaker on the desk.

"Yes, I would like you to send in some men to escort prisoner 563211 to Mr. Bogwin's department. They'll know what to do with him." Orkad said into a microphone. "And hurray I have a schedule I have to maintain."

In five minutes two ogre like figures entered the room. The dragged ??? away just as Orkad was putting everything together for his next appointment. Orkad only stopped for a moment. The kids record said his name was ???... what a horrible name. According to the records was eighteen, but as mature as a six year as far as he could tell from there short but painful little conversation. As ??? was forcefully escorted out o the room Orkad felt a little better. It bugged him that this one got to him. He'd always been in check, never before had he let his emotions get the better of him. Oh well, by the end of the day it would just be a bad memory. And by the end of the week he'd probably wouldn't even remember it at all.

eh... working on it.

The only thing that I'm even remotely good at is music. And even that is a debatable statement. I think my music is fairly good. I spend a good deal of effort on it. I have my mantra, "Rhythm, melody, than mix and tie up the lose ends." And it works for me. But there is definitely room for improvement and there is something else that's missing. I wish I was a lot better at guitar or bass, I use them but I don't focus on them. You see I want to be in a band, I want to give the stage a chance... I'm not very outgoing... but at the same time there is an excitement to the idea of playing live for an audiance. A need to share this energy and passion I have for my art. Except every time I work with a band we can never get through a single practice session, too easily distracted I guess. Maybe I have worked with the right people.

Also I am feeling a bit uneasy about my music. It certainly isn't good enough yet. I'm messing something, sometimes it feels like I'm doing the same thing over again other times it feels like I'm on a different wave length and other people don't see what I've been working on as art. And that's fine, we all have our own opinions and we see things especially creative and artistic things from different perspectives.

So these feelings and ideas are nothing new. I bring them up now because I was going through my old music I was interested in Schadenfreude, a moderately sucessful song. I wouldn't have kept it up if there weren't people who had shown interest in it. So i clicked on one of the listeners and I saw that they put Schadenfraude as one of there favorites, it was a surprise. I was happy with this, than I listened to the other favorites they had down. It was amazing music, The bands Less Than 3 and TurmionKatilot. It kind of was a let down, I mean great music... but it clearly trumps my song. Makes it feel like it just doesn't belong.That's how it is most the time, when I compare my music to other bands it just doesn't fit.

Woo... a post about things and life instead of about...

I love quantum physics.

Time for me to do the only thing I'm good for. Making some tunes. Or... throwing rocks at passing cars. They started it... always driving by my house. Going places, for shame.

I finished up Malnourish, I worked very hard on that one. I payed attention to every detail and made sure that every note fit as perfectly as it could. I do believe it came out amazing. It doesn't tire, it doesn't care... it only trudges on in all it's might and ferocity. Well, actually it's pretty slow, 130 beats per minute. But it achieves it's goal and it's earned it's place in the archives. So give it a listen and if you don't like it leave a review with a reason why. If you think it's fantastic and all that that leave a review explaining why you think that.

I can be interactive. I left a post or something on the BBS once. But that got boring and I fail to see the point in going there. All I can offer is snide and sarcastic remarks and insults and I think that the forum sustains enough of that on it's own. It's simply too easy. After all I'm not here to exchange my thoughts on life, computer games and stories about who got raped by who, I'm here for the song and dance fools! excuse me I have sanity to burn and bombs to detonate. Metaphorical bombs that is...

I've thought about this, debated it, weighed the options, looked at the issues... I have to say McCain impressed me. I liked his attitude, I liked his moderate... some might even go as far as to say liberal leaning views. And his liberal on social issues while he's conservative on financial issues. That there is what we in the liberatarian sect call a win-win. But... alas he had to team up with Palin. She is ignorent and stubborn, she's Bush if he had a sex change pretty much. If McCain were to have a stroke, or dare I say die... than Palin would be the president. It's cutting it close and I can't stand conservatives, I'm not going to let them have another chance.

When McCain got the republican nomination I was so happy. I was also happy that Obama got the nomination for the democrats, they both agree on half the issues... at the very least they promise the same things. That counts for nothing I know that, but I could hope. But than Obama chose Joe Bidon as his running mate. I was so fucking pissed, Joe Bidon, this guy stomped on the dreams of many a pothead when he paved the way for the dug czar position. I believe that people have basic freedoms to do whatever they wish to there bodies no matter how destructive those things may be.

It probably wouldn't have been enough to sway my vote. I didn't care who was going to win but I'd rather vote in the party who didn't fuck up the last eight years. And when McCain chose the most conservative person he possibly could, than I knew it had locked in my choice. Palin is ambitious, I would say over-ambitious... So was Bush. So was Nixon, and yes maybe Clinton and Roosevelt where a little too arrogant. Most politicians suck, keep that in mind when you vote... and it's true for all nations, I mean Tony Blair didn't really give a fuck. And Putin is very nearly a megalomaniac, propaganda fuels his political machine. The French president Sarkozy has shown he loves a little propaganda as well. He has friends in the media business and is quick to silence his critics.

Doesn't it feel good that we get to choose our world leaders and this is what we get?

I hung out at the forums for a little bit. the day before yesterday. Last night I had fun posting in some threads. failing at wreaking havoc, I was hoping I might get banned unfortunately I probably wouldn't be able to do anything that was really ban worthy. I just wasn't trying hard enough and the rules are pretty lenient even if the moderators can be pretty harsh and quick to act. But I understand where they're coming from it's best to deal with things before they get out of hand.

And yeah sure the majority of people were either idiots, twelve year olds or pricks who couldn't take a joke. But I was surprised when I saw that there were plenty of smart, interesting and dare I say cool people hiding about in some of those threads. I I was rapidly clicking around barely reading anything around, trolling and making bad jokes to reflect even stupider posts. I'd skim through shit and just say, "No one cares cry baby!" or "You lose! Please play again!" but somewhere down the road a post or something someone said caught my interest and I may have.. you know... let a serious response slip out... I know... I'm so ashamed! I don't know how I can live with myself.

But thinking back I only really came across one duachebag. This son of a trollop sent me a a PM saying hey stupid and went on to thrash my guerrilla tactics and called me a "pyrotechnic intellectual".... actually that may have been a compliment. I kind of like the ring to that name, pryotechnik intellectual.

I'm sure I've heard it before, but what s BBS supposed to stand for?
Bollocks & BullShit was my first guess but I'm told I'm wrong by a few people.

nevermind... I don't care enough to get a video to work in this post.

If it works than what we have here is some mad rhymes and beats that come together to make something magical. After all quantum physics is like magic.
Stand back am about to engage in SCIENCE!
The weird thing is I knew what this was about and exactly what is being talked about... even though I failed physics. I guess watching all those nova reruns counted for something. But most of all what I loved the most about the video was it made me laugh.
Now that I got it to work I don't know what's more humiliating, the fact I'm such a nerd to be entertained by this or the fact that getting it to work was so obviously simple that I shouldn't have had so much trouble with it. This was a clearly a fail on my part and I should have cut my loses while I still had the chance.

I wonder what the scientists at that lab thought about the spaz kids putting together their video right by a The Large Hadlon Collider and all their delicate equipment. I think that's what I love the most about the whole thing.

Well this is exciting after all. Maybe all their hard work will some day pay off.

But I don't know what to post now...

I only really wanted the Nirvana cover up for like a few days. I only really need a select few choice songs up. Everything in my song collection is my best, the songs I'm most proud of. I'd make a wonderful parent wouldn't I. "Daddy, who do you love the most?" and I'd say, "Oh I love you all equally... whatever your name is. But your younger sister is so much more creative and intelligent than you, and your older brother has much more determination and ambition. I love you all the same, I just value your siblings more than you... um... kid."
That's why I'll never have kids though. I really can't stick to one subject for very long can I? Well this is what happens when you start writing a blog and you have no idea what to write about. I should probably post it anyway. Might as well. I really hope I'll get to do some recording in the next few months. Oh well, we'll see what the future holds.

I've realized where everyone went. They've all gotten caught up in that new game Spore. Now everyone and their grandmother are sitting in front of their computers playing what I can only assume is the best game ever. I hope they die. I hope they forget to eat there food and rehydrate and they DIE! ...just kidding, I hope they have fun and enjoy themselves. And they will too!

I think I'll post a cover song. Though... I'm sure I'll get flak because it's "not good enough" or whatever. I recorded the song back in April. I tried singing and guitar and everything, it was a lot of work more than I'm used to. I usually have to start a project and finish it all in one setting so I was up from eleven at night until nine in the morning working on this one.

The song is a classic, Nirvana -- Smells Like Teen Spirit. Kurt Cobain was pretty much the last great rock star. It's not the only song I've tried to recreate but it's the only one I've ever actually finished. I've already mentioned all this before in a previous post so I'm just going to quickly move on. So I've seen people put up covers so I think it's fine. It's not a remix, I recorded everything myself. Added some bass and drum loops. Although it's not perfect I was surprised it came out as well as it did. for instance the Beats per Minute where pretty close, the original is 5:01 and my cover was 4:51,I sort of vamped the guitar solo, just did my own little thing there.
The problems are the sometimes the guitar recorded kind of weak. The vocals are... kind of sad... but better than I would have expected them to be. I'm not a vocalist and I'm no singer. I have never written lyrics to my songs because I know I would regret having to record them. So I took a different approach with the "Hello/How low" part, mostly because I don't know how to control my breathing like a proper vocalist would.

So be kind when rating and criticizing the work please. I've been very emotionally fragile lately, I don't know if I could bare it. ::sad face:: lulz, jk. Was it a wise decision, or a bold move?