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212 Point 9

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

A dropout of a history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

A day, in the price hikes

So maybe you'd think to take

Your trike to work, now pedal

Pedal, earn your medal, clerk

Don't even remember "what a strike"

Swipe that smirk right off your screen

What can you glean from the mirror

Mirror, on the wall, which nation

Likeliest to fall, which station

Unlikely to remember the call

Not trying to be a jerk but the gas-<

Gas prices-- are what I'm referring

Responsibilities  I'd like to shirk

Don't mind the sharks, in the sea,

Or writing the C++, what could be better

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

A dropout of a history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

A day, in the price hikes

So maybe you'd think to take

Your tribe to work, feel better

Than doublePlusUnGood, just Saiyan

Not Super-Sane, that B.. Supra-good

Not hyper-bad, have you ever been

To Hyderabad? I've heard of a place

A place, before? Where did it go?

Right out the window? What to do? What do you

Mean by you, though? Is that me, or

A group, 'cos all of you claim to be one

Are you individuals, or singular, or plural

What the bleep are you? and you're screaming

About them? Don't worry about them

They have a plan, and they're figuring it out

212.9 cents a litre yesterday, I'm never leaving

214.9 cents a litre today, we're never learning

'Ere today, gone tomorrow, you still leaning?

Ever heard an idiom, like licking a lead horse?

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

A dropout of a history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

A day, in the price hikes

So maybe you'd think to take

Your trike to work, pack mule

Hoarse, the voice, complaining like an ass

It's just gas, a little bloat of gas, a tiny pool

Of fossil waste, a bit of carbon sink, we packt

Put it in its place, we should leave it underground

Can you breathe in a room of 90 percent plus

Carbon dioxide, I don't recommend that math

Calculate, like in a garage with a dripping tailpipe

I hope you're not thinking that way out

Think of taking clean air way in, as life makes-

Creatures took a billion years, minus fear

To take a couple percent O2, to about what

We got, we got so much to breathe, haaaa

Life keeps O2 on the brink, keeping us

Animals into leaping, deep diving, high flying

What brink? The fire, O2 burns the gas

Remember, Man, Prometheus, yeah right, ass

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

A dropout of a history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

A day, in the price hikes

So maybe you think it's fake

Our fate to burn the ground amass

Drop the sass now, completely, be free

Or stick to your NO2 point.. (oh, oh)

Don't worry about me, I take the bus

I'm never leaving Canada again (not bad)

Hyper-bad? Supersaiyan? Just saying

This ain't Newspeak, you might be feeling

A little bleak, 'cos civilization's reeling

Looks like approaching a peak

Peek out your door, roll up the window

Rise to the zenith, the maximum effort

Awareness, not Looks-maxxing, not reels

I refer to keeping it real, the old school knew

New slang gets slung, I mean since

About 2001, I've picked up a new one, or two

Like I gotta say, at least 6-7 choice slimes

Oh gosh, did someone's nerve just cellular

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

A dropout of a history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

A day, in the price hikes

Maybe you won't hang up

Defend the receiver (that's you)

Just cell signals, there are no complaints

Forget the way to heaven off a cliff drive

Hell with confusion and pain and the drain

My brain is real and so are my choices

You can reconcile, but not economics

I mean with truth, sit there, mistake a TIN

Man...

Stop at a cowardly Line, with that other one,

Who are you scared of, do you remember?

When, where, anyway? If you are unaware

My references predate the existence

Of my own physical rhyme, I had the somatics

I've been shaking to a New Beginning since

1995, when it actually happened, if you forgot

It's okay, cos you actually remember in the way

I really mean, you have to glean the moves

In my legs as my feet shift into the groove

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

A drop out of a history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

A day, in the price hikes

Maybe ours life can get saving

It's great that I can help you, mom, we can turn it

Up, the music, loud, shake it, the vacuum

Cleaner is loud, but love should be louder

We can sing and cry and clean up the mess

I won't confess anything, it' be idempotent

I've laid it all out, what effin' closet?

Close the stereo cabinet, please

Let's keep moving this dust out

What about tomorrow?

I'm just a monkey made of money

Drop out of the history tree

Landless in World War Trinity

I could give you my 2 cents

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Started this little idea and felt like it didn't need much more than an intro/outro to be 'finished'. I really love the idea and challenge of Weekly Beats. It has been forcing me to learn/implement/iterate with the m8. Which is honestly my favorite instrument right next to (and maybe slightly above) the Hydrasynth. I actually just uploaded a bundle of sounds made on the m8 inspired by some of my favorite Hydrasynth patches to the dirtywave discord server. I'm pretty sure next weeks track will feature some of those sounds but this weeks I wanted to keep things kinda simple as I'm still wrapping my noodle around the m8.

I recently learned how to make this sucker do swing and proper triplets so that's why this one has a 'alley cat on heroin' vibe. Hence the title and vocal sample :)

Hope you enjoy!

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› lyrics‹ lyrics

the fool

dances on a ledge

holding

holding all they can carry

the fool

dances in the sunlight

the fool

lets go

all their worries

and dances on a ledge

the fool

dances in the sunlight

the fool

will fly to greater heights

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Grampus finally has a 1.0 release! (actually it came to 1.1.2 within a couple of hours of initial 1.0 release hahah)

i added interesting features like humanization (timing jitter and velocity jitter) to one of the engines. i added polivoks inspired screaming filters (which you can hear after midpoint, driving a primitive ROMpler guitar instrument to fuzz territory)

i also added SCENES. and this tune is a (poor) first attempt of testing jumping between various scenes to resemble some sort of rough song structure. i loved how humanization features added character to the piano.

i actually wrote this patch and even recorded and uploaded it from my iPad! (iPad build is experimental, won't be released anytime soon, but still, it's available for desktop AND TrimUI Brick!)

if you're curious, you can get the project file here. (it has multiple scenes) it should load fine on v1.1.2 onwards

enjoy!

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Just one big joke.

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This is a simple one. Basically 2 grand pianos using two different auto play settings, some vintage drums, and one synth.

i spent a lot of time trying different accompaniment but nothing sounded as I wanted. Or it started to get to messy.  Even things like adding a swing to the piano or moving up or down a semi tone.  Something about the auto play just stuck in my head.  I will say that the end part when the drums really kick in is when it shines.

Also next week will be odd because I am away and will try to post something.

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This was my attempt to make a track in the style of Tool or Deftones using a crazy time signature, but with a melody which fit over it naturally without sounding jarring.

I was also building on my themes of mixing 3 and 2 and my Stravinsky DnB experiment where it changes time signature every bar.

This song alternatest between 4/4, 3/8, 4/4, 6/8, 4/4, 9/8 or 21/4 would be another way of looking at it, but good luck counting that :D

It was made with:

Drums: Modern and Massive 2

Guitar: Neural Gojira and Nameless

Bass: Neural Darkglass

The song is about the real life incident of the SL-1 experimental reactor which has always fascinated me.

In 1961 an operator pulled out a control rod causing the reactor to explode and kill all 3 people present. The great mystery is that anyone working on the reactor would know the consequences, but given no one survived it's unknown why he did it.

Lyrics

Cold in the core

We are the lost crew

Restarting

SL-1

Pull the rods

Boiling the water

The damage  Is now done

Flashing blue and bursting out

Through the heart

We made a water hammer suicide

Blown Appart

Vapourised

Thrown in the air

Nailed to the ceiling

Impaled by SL-1

Buried in lead

No heroes vigil

Locked under

Poisoned earth

Flashing blue and bursting out

Through the heart

We made a water hammer suicide

Blown Appart

Vapourised

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Easy going / chill / lofi / boom bap.

Guitar sample with some piano sprinkles.

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I bought a Moog Theremini last week and spent a few days learning how to play it. To practice, I used a rhythmic and melodic sample from my SP-404 and played along.

My first recordings from those early practice sessions were pretty disappointing, so I decided to start over. This time, I experimented more with isolating parts of the sample and adding some warble effects. The full recording ended up being about an hour long, which I later edited down to under ten minutes.

After that, I added some guitar with effectpedals. In the end, the track doesn’t really have any standout moments, it just kind of drifts and meanders for nine minutes through time and space.

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