#AutoTune

[chilaquilesheel]

RIP Automedon you would have loved Formula One 🏎️💨

[journeytothewestresearch]

Sun Wukong's Voice

I was looking for something and saw that the novel mentions what Monkey sounds like:

And his voice resounded like bells and [stone] chimes (Wu & Yu, 2012, vol. 1, p. 152). ... 聲音響喨如鐘磬。

Since he's a celestial being, it would be interesting if his voice sounded like someone rubbing their fingers around the rims of wine glasses (i.e. glass harp).

Source:

Wu, C., & Yu, A. C. (2012). The Journey to the West (Vols. 1-4) (Rev. ed.). Chicago, Illinois: University of Chicago Press.

See here for an update.

[moddieeee]

I've been promising a VERY long time to finish the Winx set in stead of just Bloom X Stella on their own for like 3 years gffhjjfd

[envyoat]

im so back

[trexalicious]

[yellowmanula]

HOW AUTOTUNE WORKS :D

[nabaart]

Gift for @masterfuldoodler and @meadow-roses , based on their Keepers story (go read/see their stuff it's really good).

Lyrics below the cut (as usual):

HEARTBEATS

Living day to day, past and continue Thought I heard a whisper, softly Past the window lights, like a retinue Steel my heart, the ghosts are part of you

Yet the wind sways, and rivers flow The seasons change, and children grow Fear not the lights, the dark, the gray In walking, cast shadows lead the way

Let me keep my heart in my chest Let it beat tattoos into my ribs Let rain wash all else far away Let ashes settle, let the memories fray

What has happened to us all? Dreaming someone say they're proud Of us when they're long gone and far? Still, my heart, don't beat like you're warm

Living day to day, past the avenue Thoughts whispered, like some would say This summer haze's all we ever knew Is there, somewhere, something else new?

Granted the grain with which we fed Our souls lost wars inside our heads Yet the bells sing, the lights sway Like heartbeats, here to stay

Let me keep my heart in my chest Let it beat tattoos into my ribs So I can forever remember This feeling until I'm lain to rest

It's so heavy, yet somehow tender Handled past a thousand scenes Seized days that I remember best These ghosts of a lost november

What has happened to us all? Dreaming someone say they're proud Of us when they're long gone and far?

Still, my heart, don't beat like you're warm

Living day to day, past and continue Thorns on thoughts I heard there, softly Past the window lights, like a retinue Steel my heart, the ghosts are part of you

Yet the wind sways, and rivers flow The seasons change, and children grow Fear not the lights, the dark, the gray In walking, cast shadows lead the way

Let me keep my heart in my chest Let it beat tattoos into my ribs Let rain wash all else far away Let ashes settle, let the memories fray

What has happened to us all? Dreaming someone say they're proud Of us when they're long gone and far? Still, my heart, don't beat like you're warm

Living day to day, past and continue Thought I heard a whisper, softly Past the window lights, like a retinue Steel my heart, the ghosts are part of you

What has happened to us all? Dreaming someone say they're proud Of us when they're long gone and far? Still my heart beats like it's warm

[persa-tra-i-miei-pensieri]

Che cosa "divertente" che una delle puntate di Doraemon di oggi era Suneo diventa una popstar con agente discografico Gian e siccome le canzoni scritte da Gian facevano schifo (egocentriche a dir poco) Doraemon ha cacciato un chiusky che dicendo il tema della canzone che si vuole ti sfornava bella bella la canzone con testo e musica (uhm vi ricorda qualcosa?) e siccome non era sufficiente in dotazione con questo antenato di IA c'era anche un microfono particolare che teneva la tonalità della voce di Suneo in maniera più intonata (vi ricorda qualcos'altro?) e addirittura ipotizzava il pubblico fino a rendere tutti suoi fan sfegatati che iniziano a cantare in coro il Mambo di Suneo una canzoncina solamente orecchiabile.

Oh Doraemon Dorameon non hai idea di che cosa hai trasmesso proprio il giorno dopo il festival di Sanremo 😂

PS: menomale che Gian ha rotto il microfono cantando la sua canzone con la sua voce originale, però a quel punto mi rattrista vedere che il vero cantautore del programma non ottiene la fama che Suneo ha avuto in un attimo sol grazie a quel chiusky senza alcun tipo di talento

Se sta puntata era una critica al modo in cui si fa musica oggigiorno tanto di cappello carissimo Doraemon per averlo fatto 🎶

[englishcarssince1946]

1996 Autotune Aristocat Sports

My tumblr blogs:

www.tumblr.com/germancarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/frenchcarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/englishcarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/italiancarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/japanesecarssince1947 & www.tumblr.com/uscarssince1935 & www.tumblr.com/swedishcarssince1946

[pr3ttyguard1an]

hey siri, whats this bitch yapping about

[starscreamisreginageorge]

Some more ocs of mine that are in very early stages (that I've never made a post about)

Cranium-A therapist with a tiltroter altmode. She stayed out of the war for the most part but joined the Autobot's after a tragedy.

Ayvee-A cassette who works as a disc jokey on a radio show. She is unusually small even for someone with her frame type. She has the ability to mimic any voice she hears perfectly. Good friends with Sundancer.

Autotune-Ayvees girlfriend. A bubbly girl with tones of energy. Works as a DJ at a local nightclub.

Signal-No one can agree if they're a tall mini-bot or a short regular sized bot. Once joined an interplanetary mission and said nothing for the first 130 days, leading to everyone assuming they were mute. Does not talk much. Is an engineer.

Skipper-A navigator who loves to gamble. She often teases her friends but her sparks in the right place. She also sounds like Merida from Brave

Cat-A Constructiprowl fan kid. She has a tendency to overthink which makes her seem a little paranoid. Her brother's, as much as they may tease her, will calm her down if things go to far. Is the leader of their gestlalt, despite being the smallest. Altmode is an off road car.

Cee-B & J-Cee-Near identical split sparks. Only visible difference is Cee-B has two lazy eyes. Cee-B is eager to please but rarely follows direction while J-Cee is lazy but is usually the first to spot a problem. Alt modes are both double drum rollers.

Balast-A clutz with a love of reading and romance movies, Balast is a sensitive soul and his siblings are very protective of him. That isn't to say he won't swing back if someone takes a swing at him. Altmode is a crane with a wrecking ball attatched.

Killdozer-Orginally named Dozer but changed it to something "cooler". (His siblings all think it's lame). A wanna be tough guy but runs crying to carry (Prowl) if anyone so much as slightly raises their voice at him. Altmode is a bulldozer.

Scrape-Looks almost identical to Scraper (despite him not being one of his creators), even sharing an altmode. Tends to act like he knows everything, though will admit he was wrong occasionally.

[envyoat]

~~~🎼🎧🎹👾

[riverrosebr]

a demo i just was messing around making if anyone has notes💟

lyrics-

I’m on the playground

And you’re on the swings

Dangling your feet and twisting pop rings

always left out and wondering why

What have I done to you, leave me to cry

I’m now in high school and always with you

Say I’m too loud and I look at my shoes

So many failures, what is it with me

Is it my fault or something I seek

Mystery unsolved, I wish that I knew

What did I do to make you leave out of the blue

Why do I expire, I’ve so much to say

I’m not done

But I’ll stay away

I wish I had answers

should I change

If I did would you like me that way.

[nabaart]

This one was made for @aealzx , my best friend who's currently in charge of our shared braincell.

Lyrics below the cut (as usual):

KIND GHOSTS

We spend hours lying we are fine Living like we're long, long dead But sometimes the ghosts keep us alive Guided by the voices that echo everywhere

Tell me Who are the ghosts that haunt you? What pieces of them have you made yours? Which are the remains grafted in your soul That filled up a whole you weren't before?

Tell me Who are the ghosts that haunt you? What things they were now fill your hours? Share, I promise I won't be scared, no For if they are ghosts, they are kind ones

Tell of joy and tears and all little things Soul pieces formed by those in-betweens Of extant life they left with you here Tell me their stories I am listening

New stories sprout from old tales, old things Between the gray of ash and vivid green I've wandered where the ghosts do their haunting I've wondered who made the fractals you've been

Tell me Who are the ghosts that haunt you? What pieces of them have you made yours? Which are the remains grafted in your soul That filled up a whole you weren't before?

Tell me Who are the ghosts that haunt you? What things they were now fill your hours? Share, and I promise I won't be scared, no For if they are ghosts, they are kind ones

Tell of joy and tears and all little things Stories that happened on in-betweens Of extant life they left with you here Show me their traces that still linger in

New saplings sprout from dead mush, old things Between the gray of ash and vivid green I've wandered such the ghosts call me haunting I've wondered just things like where you've been

[just-juche-things]

What is my issue with Sleep Token?

I just hate autotune, sister. Also u know the whole "singing in cursive" thing all the pop girlies have been doing the past few years? Sleep Token is like if a man co-opted singing in cursive and if a goddess can't pull it off a guy shouldn't even try. He sounds like he's singing with a garden hose shoved down his throat. Plus how old are they? Like, 30? And yet they still write like teenagers. A damn shame. My boy Kimmie wouldn't do me like that-- whether Kitsuragi OR Jong-Un!