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FamiTracker - A Bust of Saddam Hussein's Last (2A03)
[march 27th 2016]
the one on jew's tub (yes—this is a link) is better
's more open, i guess
if you're going to listen to this thing for enjoyment (?!),
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some horrible thing i made in famitracker the other day
i'm aware that i don't usually make things of this nature
"i hate how, for a few moments, it sounds like asinine house music when the pulse waves play together"
—me
and to say the least—
no, i am not as good as tim follin.
Up until a few months ago, I had seen the NES/Famicom and its sound capabilities to be colorless, dull, and depressing. I grew up attached to the damn thing, but had lost my admiration of what it had to offer at a point in time where I was practically blindfolded and directionless, up ass crack without a comb.
There's another version of this that I had uploaded onto YouTube a couple of days ago by now; immediately after uploading it there, I had found that a couple of the quirks that I had knowingly left in seemed to come off as rather irritating and unpleasantly off-beat, rather than natural and flawed as a result of holding ambitions greater than one can hope to achieve, or whatever. Now, I don't really feel that it is too much of either; it really comes down to preference, so I figured that I may as well take advantage of having multiple platforms available to upload the "corrected" version here on Furaffinity, else it never sees the light of day.
Oh—and below is the track as it is on YouTube. The representing image isn't as kewl. Have fun.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zzPBkZ3Px4
Also, if you're interested in the full-res version of the thumbnail image, you could view around 12 copies of it at once on an older CRT monitor. If you want to do this, start here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16277881/
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win for a year be the champion-forming television idol
drink the boiling champagne from the chipped flint wine goblet
exist in a cave with disease and hunger as your only companions
passively attend hateful, malicious speeches—mind all caked and dense—listening to someone dumb who doesn't understand how to or why they should admit malpractice when the opportunity arises
a bit like a fluorescent lightbulb;
a twisted, haphazardously common device,
inside clouded with vaporous mercury; tube radiant with cancerous light
a bit like a teflon-coated stop sign, with no print on its face;
assume a distinct, attractive shape—only to have the fleeting glances just roll right off
beneath the smooth exterior, a dull, scuffed aluminium interior
and you lie down in your cave, often surrounded by thousands of people
all alone, with poisonous blood sliding through the tubes
columns of glowing grey light, gently warming your aging, delicate face
a bit like some tall, useless, heaping piece of metal that you can hold with one or two hands
an award that you're supposed to want
desired by many victims of unkind misfortune, and won annually by even more unfortunate, foolish, malleable people
nothing left to embrace for your mind but the cold, inanimate sting of inorganic mercury, singing numbing vibrations at a discretely lower frequency
boring
man moves back and forth at low speeds every day
better apologize for the frozen hair looking like a crow's nest
man—i'm pretty awful right now
drink the boiling champagne from the chipped flint wine goblet
exist in a cave with disease and hunger as your only companions
passively attend hateful, malicious speeches—mind all caked and dense—listening to someone dumb who doesn't understand how to or why they should admit malpractice when the opportunity arises
a bit like a fluorescent lightbulb;
a twisted, haphazardously common device,
inside clouded with vaporous mercury; tube radiant with cancerous light
a bit like a teflon-coated stop sign, with no print on its face;
assume a distinct, attractive shape—only to have the fleeting glances just roll right off
beneath the smooth exterior, a dull, scuffed aluminium interior
and you lie down in your cave, often surrounded by thousands of people
all alone, with poisonous blood sliding through the tubes
columns of glowing grey light, gently warming your aging, delicate face
a bit like some tall, useless, heaping piece of metal that you can hold with one or two hands
an award that you're supposed to want
desired by many victims of unkind misfortune, and won annually by even more unfortunate, foolish, malleable people
nothing left to embrace for your mind but the cold, inanimate sting of inorganic mercury, singing numbing vibrations at a discretely lower frequency
boring
man moves back and forth at low speeds every day
better apologize for the frozen hair looking like a crow's nest
man—i'm pretty awful right now
admit to committing malpractice
we do not talk aboutthe . g ov ern. ment in this household
leave your government chained up on our end of the social networks for a change
have them turn some young age on the basement floor
eatin' from jewel cases
"foldable plates"
fucking hinges keep on breaking off
how am i supposed to keep my copy of ehrgeiz: god bless the ring in this thing
keep on finding the little pieces of plastic in my goddamned double-boiled peas
and the unexpected sensation of the ribbed part on the outside grinding against my front right jackass tooth?
wouldn't trade it for all the emeramide in the world
this is all leading up to some body for a body type shit
dogs eating other dogs and whatnot
walrus crisp draconian cloak variety (e1510 g europe)
i'd rather not wade through this searing hot cement—
but it's dresden, baby,
and everybody's doing it
too bad everybody's a scared little fucko,
thinking that they need to hide from mike tyson and the like
you try to lure them out with a piece of some whale's methylated fatass
they come on out—but as it turns out, they were only scared of the doctors
well, shit—
i would be too if my fucking doctor tried to get my five-year-old daugher on fluoroquinolone for an ear infection
put her in a fucking broken, damaged state that you won't even admit that she's in—let alone fess up to the fact that it's something that you don't know how to get her out of—for the rest of her life, why not
oh
and—
kkkkkkggh, fuck—oh FUCK, AHAEG—
autidm increde idn't real!
AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
fuck me i don't even have a real brainstem
we do not talk aboutthe . g ov ern. ment in this household
leave your government chained up on our end of the social networks for a change
have them turn some young age on the basement floor
eatin' from jewel cases
"foldable plates"
fucking hinges keep on breaking off
how am i supposed to keep my copy of ehrgeiz: god bless the ring in this thing
keep on finding the little pieces of plastic in my goddamned double-boiled peas
and the unexpected sensation of the ribbed part on the outside grinding against my front right jackass tooth?
wouldn't trade it for all the emeramide in the world
this is all leading up to some body for a body type shit
dogs eating other dogs and whatnot
walrus crisp draconian cloak variety (e1510 g europe)
i'd rather not wade through this searing hot cement—
but it's dresden, baby,
and everybody's doing it
too bad everybody's a scared little fucko,
thinking that they need to hide from mike tyson and the like
you try to lure them out with a piece of some whale's methylated fatass
they come on out—but as it turns out, they were only scared of the doctors
well, shit—
i would be too if my fucking doctor tried to get my five-year-old daugher on fluoroquinolone for an ear infection
put her in a fucking broken, damaged state that you won't even admit that she's in—let alone fess up to the fact that it's something that you don't know how to get her out of—for the rest of her life, why not
oh
and—
kkkkkkggh, fuck—oh FUCK, AHAEG—
autidm increde idn't real!
AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
fuck me i don't even have a real brainstem
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