In the hub at College. Amazingly bored. Waiting for Jazz Band…
Attempt 2 of many.
Here’s a slighty better version of the dubstepped SH101 preview. Millions more to come. Enjoy?
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Just a short 32-bar riff repeated once. Early days yet, hoping to turn it into something - but some mates wanted it on here!
Created using a lots of Roland SH-101’s, a Roland TR-808, and a few bits of effects and processing in Ableton.
Constructive comments please :)
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Just a short 32-bar riff repeated once. Like last time, but wanted to fiddle with dubstep. FIRST EVER attempt at this sorta sound - so go easy on me ;) Early days yet, hoping to turn it into something - but some mates wanted it on here!
Created using a lots of Roland SH-101’s, a Roland TR-808, NI Massive, and a few bits of effects and processing in Ableton.
Constructive comments please :)
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78Happiness, covering up life since 1995.
The First Day of Tues in November
A word of caution: don’t bother reading if strong language offends you. Especially if you’re my mum or dad or have any affiliations with them. You have been warned, if you chose to read on you will not care about the content nor repeat it.
I swear all teens reach a stage of “ah fuck, how am I supposed to cope” at some point in their lives. I think I’m having mine now. I just don’t understand how adults think we’re supposed to cope with all the little shitty things, whilst trying to get A-levels which are ridiculously hard.
Just why?
Why do we bother?
I mean, I’m willing to accept I’m not the hottest guy in the world, if anything I’m the inverse of that - ugly as fuck - but my point is why do I have to bother getting caught up with such absolute bitches? I mean I’ve been cheated on an embarrassing number of times, mostly because the girl went out with me for sympathy or joke, felt guilty, then realised the only way out was to ‘cheat’ on me.
So what does this do to my self-confidence, hmm well to say I have any confidence with girls is an over statement. I’d be more confident defusing a bomb blind-folded, whilst reciting the entire works of Gary Glitter music releases and climbing the Arc de Triumph. But hey, who gives a fuck, none of those certainly did - or ever will. Well this is me saying fuck you. Fuck you all. Thanks for making my days complete. Not. Why did I even bother?
Getting really deep, why do we bother with anything? We’re mortals. We’re all going to die, just some of us will meet death in a way lesser of that than we desired to meet it. But death is a tad grim for me today. All I’m saying is, why should we strive to work so bloody hard to earn a piece of paper that proves we can do exams. My boss has no qualifications, and he owns a successful business and works at world class venues like Wembley and the O2. If he did that with nothing other than shear ingenuity, why do we need to learn things like integration? I mean I wanna do music all my life, and A-levels is a pointless way to achieve that. Considering the best studio people have no qualifications but experience and skill.
Sometimes I wish I was a jum, and just spent my days wasted and unaware - that way nothing can ever feel like it’s gone wrong. Even when it has.
Goodmorrow.
Oh shit, I like her and I can’t help it. She’s pretty and damn perfect to me…
Working 8am til midnight today, and 8am til gone midnight tomorrow. Fun times. Time for my first of many coffees! :l
