This sort of music has never been my forte because it's actually pretty technical, but at the request of a YouTuber or two, I thought I would try my hand at a few heavy death metal pieces, for the heavily tattooed among us. Or anyone who wants to inject some heavy tone into a video. I know it's not the genuine article, but I'm hoping they'll get closer. Here's the first of several:
LONG LIVE DEATH
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Here's a new one I just did that's similar to "Raise Your Glass" by Pink. It's called, "Pink's Glass". God I'm so
not clever. Anyway, I've rearranged the "Rock and PoP" Section with a new section called, "Right Off the Charts" In this category I'll be adding tunes that have a similar sound to current pop hits. If you like the music don't forget to tell a friend about your source for free music. Don't keep it a secret 'kay?
jason
not clever. Anyway, I've rearranged the "Rock and PoP" Section with a new section called, "Right Off the Charts" In this category I'll be adding tunes that have a similar sound to current pop hits. If you like the music don't forget to tell a friend about your source for free music. Don't keep it a secret 'kay?
jason
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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Ticket to Nowhere Man British invasion music. Very Fab for you!
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Ticket to Nowhere Man British invasion music. Very Fab for you!
Yeah! More Fab sounding stuff!
These are the latest additions to the music library at audionautix.com. Click the Atomic Post link below to
recieve this rss feed. Or simply click follow to begin getting my latest posts! Thanks.
Jason
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Talk to Me
People say that man isn't so much, but the way I see it, we're the only game in town. That's why we're lonley as a species. We're always looking for somebody to talk to. That's why we're shooting signals out into space, teaching gorillas sign language, and trying to create a robot that will . Why else would we bother? Maybe that's why God created us. Maybe He just got lonely.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Crackerjack
Crackerjack. Remember when they used to have actual prizes in there? A little magnifying lens? A tiny compass? Stuff that might actually save your life if you were lost out in the wilderness. You know what's in there now? A piece of paper you fold over to show you Ben Franklin, or a 'pencil topper' which is another piece of paper with a picture of a ladybug on it to stick on top of a pencil. How does anyone live without one of those?
I would have loved to have been in on that meeting..."Okay team, we've been put in charge of coming up with the next round of Crackerjack prizes, but all the prizes will have to be on paper."
"You mean you want us to write the ideas down?"
"No, I mean the prizes have to be made out of paper".
"That's not a prize. That's litter waiting to happen."
"Listen, having the words, " a prize in every box" on the box is a Crackerjack tradition, but our budget
for prizes this year is like, sixteen dollars, so we have to figure out how to work with that"
" Here's an idea: why don't we just not print that on the side of the box? Then, nobody gets their hopes up.We don't look like incredibly cheap bastards. Everybody wins!"
"Leave this meeting without a paper prize idea and you're fired."
"Pencil toppers...with um..ladybugs".
Everything is so cheap because everybody's broke. Nobody's getting
to see Ben on the 100 dollar bill anymore. Might as well put him in Crackerjack.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
The Unbearable Lightness of Art
Some people think that snow sculpture and ice sculpture are pointless because soon after you put all this hard work into it, it melts and is gone forever. I think there is an even more fleeting art form, and that's music. As soon as the notes are beaten, blown, or plucked from an instrument, they're gone. Recordings, of course, capture the performance, much like photographs that conjure the memory of the bear that caught the fish that was carved from snow.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Why Do YouTube?
I always find it interesting when people say in their videos that they don't care anything about how many subscribers they have or how many views they get on their videos. It's interesting because it's a lie. Whoever says they don't care about being watched is either lying to you directly or lying indirectly. Posting a video and not caring if anyone sees it is like baking a batch of cookies, taking them out of the oven and over to the garbage disposal. You make something to be consumed by someone or someones.
Of course you could bake a batch of oatmeal cookies and eat them all yourself, but then why upload them to YouTube? Just sit and watch them by yourself. The quality would be better anyway. Sorry, but when you upload you're saying, "I hope somebody sees this.." even if you can't admit it.
Of course you could bake a batch of oatmeal cookies and eat them all yourself, but then why upload them to YouTube? Just sit and watch them by yourself. The quality would be better anyway. Sorry, but when you upload you're saying, "I hope somebody sees this.." even if you can't admit it.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
My Morning Coffee
We all have our routines. One of mine is that I get to work and make my coffee. Then, as I'm stirring in the off white powder that passes for cream, I think about my dad. My dad worked for PPG, back when the letters stood for Pittsburgh Plate Glass, and glass was all they made. He worked in the research department, inventing new ways to make glass that was stronger and more flawless. In fact, he invented the FM antennae in the windshield that was big in the 70's.
He was an inventor at heart and inventors are always asking questions. What happens if we do this? What if we try that? What makes this keep exploding? One day my dad was stirring cream into his coffee (or that powdered corn syrup solids that passes for cream) and as the powder dissolved, the tinking of the spoon rose in pitch. He asked me, tinking inching upward, "Do you know what causes that?" I was 8, so I didn't. "It's the density of the liquid changing as the powder dissolves."
My father passed away in March of 2009 but I think of him every morning as what passes for cream dissolves into my morning coffee. We all celebrate those obvious big moments: the graduations, the weddings, but sometimes it's those little moments we take with us into the future.
Monday, July 26, 2010
What the Hell
Well, here's another Monday. I'm back from vacation. I forgot I even had a blog. What a world.
What should I do with this? I don't know, but I'm bound and determined to figure out something.
What should I do with this? I don't know, but I'm bound and determined to figure out something.
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