Tag: Blogging
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Storyboard 421
Oops, I got distracted and forgot to finish scheduling these. Sorry, but they’ll be sporadic. I’m working on something else right now.
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Lost?
Hmm… well at least you’re not an “ASEXUAL” person with sex-appeal, cast off into a world of sex and drugs, without shelter. Things can be much more confusing.
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So… progress has been building.
A few weeks ago, I experimented with a poem that I had memorized when I was a homeless youth. I used to sing it to everything and could change it into different melodies. I started doing that again and realized I needed to do the same with what I’d been writing lately. I was still…
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I figured out how to…
make noise. It’s not the sound I’m aiming for, but… I understand three things that I didn’t before today. 😏🤷♀
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It turned out to be
a little too cold for a picnic at the park. I followed through though.
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A gaunt skylark darts between trees. Navigation, elevation, with different intensities.
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Here goes… well… I’m not really sure?
The “work” computer’s going to be 100% offline while I turn these ideas into sound. It won’t be reconnected until I’m done. Hahaha, oh yeah… since most DAW’s “sample” usage has such crappy fine print… I’m only using them to mimic sounds with my voice. 😏They can’t claim the songs, if AI never interferes and…
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I overwhelmed myself because I don’t like to listen to my own voice.
So… instead of deleting all of my audio files and having to start back at square one, I asked my daughter to listen to each and pick out which best matched the emotional tone of the song in development. This worked so much better than my previous methods. 🤭 Now there’s only a few things…
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My son caught something from the park a while back.
I ended up sick too. It started to settle in my lungs. So… I’ve been singing ALOT to keep my airflow going in all of the areas of my lungs. Honestly, I thought I was going to die from what was lodged in my lung (and rattling around.) Anyhow, I’ve been recording rough sample melodies…
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Here’s something that was scribbled in a notebook?
Tightropes left to walk. Your good times are my nightmare, God says if we meet there. A high horse has fallen, The rider’s been tossed.
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Perfectly Human 