Showing posts with label donkey punch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label donkey punch. Show all posts

Friday, January 29, 2010

STUPID FUCKING DONK OF A TRACK

Wommywomworkshit by brephophagist

The only music program I have on my work computer is Reason, and this is some shit I built up incrementally during those moments where the Code Head just wouldn't give me some fucking engineer-type inspiration.

But it does have those dreamy pads that form the aural equivalent of wet 14-year-old panties. Maybe 72-year-old panties. One of those. Not sure which. The scribble strip on the track for the pads reads "whale cum".

When I get bored with a loop and can't seem to come up with a B part, I make lots of sends and draw assloads of automation envelopes.

Oh and - you can actually do feedback loops with Reason. For some reason I am really excited by this. (there are none in this track, though.)

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Apparently I sidestepped God's attempt to fuck with me




You know that feeling, the one you get where you think the world / God / Jeff / gluinos are conspiring to make you feel like Lewis Black must feel when he emits one of those near-stroke "bluhbleduhbluhblihfuck" verbal diarrhea explosions?

I think the above being a real poster for a real shitty movie proves that this feeling is not insanity or paranoia, but in fact a metaphysical realization that you are totally fucked.

Actually, now that I see how many times I dropped the f-bomb above, I realize that I didn't sidestep it at all. FUCK.

On the bright side, it seems (from reading the MPAA data on IMDB) that there is an actual donkey punch in the movie, so at least it's not *entirely* one of those movies named like "Robots Buttrape Pirate Zombies With Flaming Medieval Lances", but the plot is about a teenage girl coming to terms with the fact that her best friend may not like her quite as much as she thinks, plus she kissed that guy that she likes in the hall while she was TOTALLY watching them. And she knew it too.