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dis-Able-ton live is hard

Not that anyone asked, but I want to share a quick bit on the world of Ableton. Ableton is a music software program that is incredibly powerful and useful. You can use analogue (from my understanding physical/ real instruments) or digital synths/ instruments. It is overwhelming. Fortunately, there are some basic instructional courses to get you started. There are two main windows of operation; the DAW, also known as a digtal audio work station; or arrangement mode. Both are incredibly useful depending on your goals.

I love fucking around with the DAW to make live sets with my friends. Cue up some tracks with bass, drums, synths, and whatever else tickles your fancy and set the measures to loop. Plug in some snare and kick patterns and start building! Play around! It is a playground of sound! But, don’t expect to be able to do much more in this mode as far as composing a full fledged song. For me, it is most useful as a means to get creative.

Using arrangement mode was at first the most complicated and intimidating mode of ABleton. Lately, I have been forcing myself to read up on utilizing its features and jumping between the creative DAW and the more structured functions of composition mode. (YouTube tutorials help a lot too, I recommend watching them on your phone and trying to keep up in real time on Ableton). When using composition mode, think about structure rather than sounds and rhythm. Do you have an introduction? Do you need one? Do you have transitions and or breaks? Do you have build ups? Climax? Carmax? Rain drops drop top hot box? Also, whatever you create, listen to it in composition mode without the fear of cringing. It is like reading your writing out loud. Does it sound good? Does it make sense? How can I lead the listener to understand what they are hearing? In which voice in my head am I writing or composing? Am I schizophrenic?

That is just a little bit of thought dribble on the subject. Writing about the basics help me organize my thoughts, thus making it easier to utilize the incredibly flexible and powerful functions of Ableton.

My best advice to anyone brand spanking new to it is to be patient, be creative, have fun, and don’t be afraid to make some stuff that sounds really silly or stupid. Also, try using all the different instruments that come with the software. You’d be surprised at how they blend together in unlikely combos.

Oh yea, by some MIDI controllers.

Someday soon I will be uploading some poop you can listen to on Soundcloud.... someday.... and the term soon is subjective. Maybe a month, maybe a year.

Get after it world and to the two people reading this on accident.

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眼内閃光ＭＯＶＥ

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(Barclay Crenshaw)

Barclay runs the gambit with futurism, spacey vibes, trap, hip-hop, house, acid, DnB, and everything else in one of the most cohesive and innovative mixes I have ever heard. This is serious money and fire. If you have fire, fire tends to spread. I think the array of sounds - kicks, beeps, boops, blops and everything in between- is going to inspire a lot of dj’s to push boundaries of what they thought was unconventional to new levels of creativity.

Seriously, Barclay, you put together such nasty shit. I saw his live premier at Campout this last year at 5 in the morning after Machinedrum, Mr. Carmack, Mad Zack (and someone else), and it was shit I have never heard before. This mix pushes it into another world. It is a utopia of sounds that make you break your neck.

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Ain't self made or selfish, I'll split the profit with my click Linguini with shell fish, then blow some ones and hit the strip I’m thrustin' my pelvis, until she feel it in her tits So transcontinental, we sippin' liquor at the Ritz Somewhere in south London, mayn catch me stuntin' with Jay Prince Get bread in abundance, break off my kin and never switch

http://en.musicplayon.com/Warm-Brew-The-Mission-642842.html

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My latest Fantasy team. Dr. JeKilgore and Mr. Hyde

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Neanderthals, skyscrapers, and rectums

I don't know what I am talking about right now. At this moment, I am at Caffe Vita on Capitol Hill. The weather resembles cold, but its no colder than Anchorage in October. I pray that my manliness doesn't erode into soft palmed hipster-ocracy. Not that there is anything wrong with that. I mean, I like to think of myself as an open minded individual, so if someone wants to wear painted on skinny jeans that grip their genitals like a denim vice clamp while brandishing handlebar mustaches that somehow resemble individuality whilst a cigarette hangs out of their mouth like a fat kid on the edge of a diving board, by all means. Maybe that was a very passive-aggressive run-on sentence. Clearly, I have some issues regarding hipsters. I will leave it at hey, if you wear that shit and complain about it being cold, I am going to smack that death stick out of your mouth until you are warmed up by the back of an ambulance.

Fortunately, those are all empty threats. Outweighing almost every dude in this part of Seattle makes me ALMOST feel like a neanderthal, although that might also be from my copious amounts of chest hair and how I gaze at the top of skyscrapers. I have had some interesting run-ins since moving here. 

The first occurred after I took the Bolt Bus from Seattle to Portland and back (to see Dave Chappelle). After getting back to Seattle, I was walking on 5th towards my buddy who was picking me up. I passed a black dude who was well dressed- not Mad Men full tux dressed, more clean jeans and a sports coat, like a college basketball coach. We made eye contact which is apparently not a natural thing to do in this part of the country. Who'da thought?? So, I pass him as my buddy drives by. This forces me to turn around and walk towards the dude. As I turn around, I keep in mind that you aren't supposed to look someone in the eye unless you are 1) Weird 2) Want to bone 3) Want to bone. I gallivant to my ride, and sure enough the guy makes verbal contact with my awareness.  "Hey man, just leave me your number and where you live and we can make it happen."

"What?"

"Come on, we aren't naive. We are both adults."

"Uhh, do you need a ride somewhere?"

"Look, just give me the name of your employer and I'll find you. Down low."

"So you don't need a ride?"

"Your place or mine."

"Is that what I asked?"

"Don't be so naive, bro! You know it, I know it."

"Allllriiiiiight man, I think we might be on different pages."

"Are you kidding me? I saw you look at me when you was walking in the other direction. And when I turned around to watch you came back towards me."

"Yeaaaaa, I am getting into this car and leaving."

"Aight bro, we on different pages. Whatever."

Whoah. I think that just happened? I guess he was making a move. Sexual aggression. That is something new, at least in that manner. But cool, I guess that is something I will have to get used to. Now I know, always wear sunglasses or stare at the sidewalk. Time to stay a neanderthal.

The second audacious street conversation happened two days ago at Cal Anderson Park. It was about 4:45 when I was kicking the soccer ball around the baseball diamond. I ran over to take a whiz in the public bathroom (first mistake) which looked to be a sewer from the Brazilian favelas, I think every public restroom in Seattle has poop smudged on the sink handle. I took a 180 turn and walked out to come across an outspoken street person. This fella sitting on the barrier wall by the bathroom asks me, "What's your stance on diapers?" Clearly, I had no idea what to say. "From what angle are we talking?" Encouraging strange idle conversation, another big city mistake. "My cousin has moved here and keeps asking people to change his shitty diapers." He replied while smoking his handrolled cig. "Well, I guess you gotta stay clean." "Isn't it fucked up? He moves here from Rochester and shits his diapers and asks men to change his diapers." "Uhhhh. Gross dude, that is rough." "Right? That's some weak Rochester shit yo. He gotta get his ass wiped five times a day by strangers." "We all gotta stay clean I guess." "We all gotta get our rectum removed. Shits getting everywhere." "Yea man, I guess that's a good idea." And I was able to escape the conversation as he lit another cigarette.

Welcome to Seattle! :D

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WINTER IS UPON US. TIME TO GET EVERYTHING TOGETHER.

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well said by my mans

"November 3, 2004

Fuck the South. Fuck 'em. We should have let them go when they wanted to leave. But no, we had to kill half a million people so they'd stay part of our special Union. Fighting for the right to keep slaves - yeah, those are states we want to keep.

And now what do we get? We're the fucking Arrogant Northeast Liberal Elite? How about this for arrogant: the South is the Real America? The AuthenticAmerica. Really?

Cause we fucking founded this country, assholes. Those Founding Fathers you keep going on and on about? All that bullshit about what you think they meant by the Second Amendment giving you the right to keep your assault weapons in the glove compartment because you didn't bother to read the first half of the fucking sentence? Who do you think those wig-wearing lacy-shirt sporting revolutionarieswere? They were fucking blue-staters, dickhead. Boston? Philadelphia? New York? Hello? Think there might be a reason all the fucking monuments are up here in our backyard?

No, No. Get the fuck out. We're not letting you visit the Liberty Bell and fucking Plymouth Rock anymore until you get over your real American selves and start respecting those other nine amendments. Who do you think those fucking stripes on the flag are for? Nine are for fucking blue states. And it would be 10 if those Vermonters had gotten their fucking Subarus together and broken off from New York a little earlier. Get it? We started this shit, so don't get all uppity about how real you are you Johnny-come-lately "Oooooh I've been a state for almost a hundred years" dickheads. Fuck off.

Arrogant? You wanna talk about us Northeasterners being fucking arrogant? What's more American than arrogance? Hmmm? Maybe horsies? I don't think so. Arrogance is the fucking cornerstone of what it means to be American. And I wouldn't be so fucking arrogant if I wasn't paying for your fucking bridges, bitch.

All those Federal taxes you love to hate? It all comes from us and goes to you, so shut up and enjoy your fucking Tennessee Valley Authority electricity and your fancy highways that we paid for. And the next time Florida gets hit by a hurricane you can come crying to us if you want to, but you're the ones who built on a fucking swamp. "Let the Spanish keep it, it’s a shithole," we said, but you had to have your fucking orange juice.

The next dickwad who says, "It’s your money, not the government's money" is gonna get their ass kicked. Nine of the ten states that get the most federal fucking dollars and pay the least... can you guess? Go on, guess. That’s right, motherfucker, they're red states. And eight of the ten states that receive the least and pay the most? It’s too easy, asshole, they’re blue states. It’s not your money, assholes, it’s fucking our money. What was that Real American Value you were spouting a minute ago? Self reliance? Try this for self reliance: buy your own fucking stop signs, assholes.

Let’s talk about those values for a fucking minute. You and your Southern values can bite my ass because the blue states got the values over you fucking Real Americans every day of the goddamn week. Which state do you think has the lowest divorce rate you marriage-hyping dickwads? Well? Can you guess? It’s fucking Massachusetts, the fucking center of the gay marriage universe. Yes, that’s right, the state you love to tie around the neck of anyone to the left of Strom Thurmond has the lowest divorce rate in the fucking nation. Think that’s just someaberration? How about this: 9 of the 10 lowest divorce rates are fucking blue states, asshole, and most are in the Northeast, where our values suck so bad. And where are the highest divorce rates? Care to fucking guess? 10 of the top 10 are fucking red-ass we're-so-fucking-moral states. And while Nevada is the worst, theBible Belt is doing its fucking part.

But two guys making out is going to fucking ruin marriage for you? Yeah? Seems like you're ruining it pretty well on your own, you little bastards. Oh, but that's ok because you go to church, right? I mean you do, right? Cause we fucking get to hear about it every goddamn year at election time. Yes, we're fascinated by how you get up every Sunday morning and sing, and then you're fucking towers of moral superiority. Yeah, that's a workable formula. Maybe us fucking Northerners don't talk about religion as much as you because we're not so busy sinning, hmmm? Ever think of that, you self-righteous assholes? No, you're too busyerecting giant stone tablets of the Ten Commandments in buildings paid for by the fucking Northeast Liberal Elite. And who has the highest murder rates in the nation? It ain't us up here in the North, assholes.

Well this gravy train is fucking over. Take your liberal-bashing, federal-tax-leaching, confederate-flag-waving, holier-than-thou, hypocritical bullshit and shove it up your ass.

And no, you can't have your fucking convention in New York next time. Fuck off.

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bossed Huzzah (by eXqomaniaRulez)

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RiFF RAFF SODMG - RAP GAME KiNG TUT - (Official Music Video) (by dirttothenasty)

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http://hypem.com/track/1eeeb/Mr.+Muthafuckin'+eXquire+-+Huzzah!+(Remix+feat.+Despot,+Das+Racist,+Danny+Brown+&+El-P)+(Bonus+Track)

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