my first instrumental/project of 2012, written @ 2am lol.
It needs a name o.O usually when i cant think of names i just name it after the key.. but imma use the time I write it at for the fuck of it “2:39am” Written all in last night, made up of a simple rhythm & lead guitar parts I thought of at 1am and didn’t want to forget. So i wrote a whole song for it haha! Then after 3 i got fancy and added piano and horns because I have a guilty pleasure for horn & piano arrangements. I’m very pleased with how this turned out… I will definitely play this and record it soon, It’s probably one of my favorite instrumentals that I have wrote haha.
“major” a midi instrumental by me.
My last project of the year, in which i basically synthesized all these left over piano parts I wrote for one of my music classes and for fun and a guitar part i just used to like playing because of the chord progression. and i like horns so i just experimented with it in there.
dmi:
A Song In D Minor by me
Composed and written by me for my final, I plan on adding more to it later, but for now I really am proud of how it turned out!
this sounds great!
Thank you i really appreciate it :)
Today bought my first vinyl! It is on of my favorite CD’s, Lungs by Florence + the Machine. This will be the first of many! I’m so glad I have a record player!
Now I put it on my record player hooked up to the surround sound. I think I’m going to die. This is amazing.
A Song In D Minor by me
Composed and written by me for my final, I plan on adding more to it later, but for now I really am proud of how it turned out!
“ Everybody wants somebody who doesn’t want them, who wants somebody else…
Maintain a 4.0 GPA in my sophomore year of college, dad and stepmother give 2 shits. Don’t get a job within 3 months of moving back home, it’s WW3 everytime I walk through the door unemployed.
GET THE FUCK OVER IT. Senior year I was harped on to do applications- got into every school, couldn’t afford any of them. end of Freshman year after TRYING to go to a university, I come home because it was too much money and I decided to transfer to a community college- using MY OWN MONEY. Step mother, NOT FATHER…. STEP MOTHER gave me a rant about how I need a job… I cannot describe the fucks I do not give anymore. I got my GPA to a 4.0. I’m paying for school. My effort is going 100% into school. I have too Lab classes, one of which has now switched over to my worst subject Chemistry yet I STILL have atleast a 90-91% in it. So at this point, I give NO FUCKS. Also she and my father seem to be the only people on earth to think that me deciding to let my hair grow out (OMFG 3 inches of curly hair on a black person- I look homeless) is a fate worse than hell. If managers don’t care about my hair why do you…. I hate these people. Let me have another opportunity to go to a university, just like at USF they will never hear from me again, at this point I rather be homeless… atleast then I could get aid from the institution or state…. So annoyed. Am I doing drugs? Am I shit poor? Am I dumb? NO! 1) you didn’t graduate Dad 2) Step-Mother who are you to tell me how to look at 19…. Especially since youre the only one criticizing? I was having a little pity party all last week but fuck that, I AM DOING DMITRI. WHO ARE YOU. Fuck off. I’m here thinking I’m a failure when even in my worst times, compared to both of them at the age of 19, I have WAY more going for me. Condescending, African-American, elitist assholes.
“ Time and energy, all for nothing; I should have listened to my intutition.
(Source: envyandvanitas)
catharsis
I need it, I want it But I breathe regret, so the past lives around me everywhere… Memories haunting, bonds are broken Titles given, titles stolen From here not too sure were to go. So I’ll learn to mature on my own.
Love is daunting, hate is heavy To uproot myself now and levy this weight off my shoulders… would be a wish come true Yet, they as you grow older you grow wiser. Am i? Because honestly, i was born a liar.
Sometimes,
i really appreciate the anonymity of Tumblr. Not that telling my personal life to strangers is much better than venting to those who know you but I feel like there is less retriction and stigma in posting a thought here. I enjoy the fact I am just a random person, with certain feelings that someone in the blogosphere might somehow relate too.
I enjoy this. Currently i’ve kept more to myself and taken the advice of a counselor and just write. This being my beginning. I am trying to center myself and search for a less… stressful enviornment. and honestly i have it lol. it’s like when i don’t constantly seek out others only 2 people talk to me. that’s all i really need haha. light, effortless people who enjoy my company and I enjoy their’s.
I know I messed up no matter who hurt me first, but I just want to be able breathe again. I want the past to stay dead… and me along with it. I am baggage. And I will just keep going day by day, until i find my purpose while never forgetting my long term goals. I will leave this place, one day I will find someboday, and one day I will have friends I’ve never had before. Until then, I work.
the face i make when i cave in & buy patrick stump tickets… wait, no it’s the face i make when i release i’m going alone out of pure love of patrick <3
“ A little self reflection went a long, long way. Now he’s hiding in the cellar scared to show the world his face.
news
so says my two faces
i have news for you
the second you’ve yet to see
will keep the first one from you.
“& powerful” by me
honestly was just me playing with the program, and I wanted to make something polyrhythmic and play with pizzicato strings and music box/toy piano tones. I think it turned out well haha. Would love feedback if you have any. and the name is random, as usual. And pardon the extreme MIDIcore sound. one day I’ll get a decent program lol.
