luka
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this is still a great post.
The inadvertent future
this is still a great post.
this was kind of why we run both of the mixes through a vcv, distorted them, sped up/reversed/distorted ethnic records, cos it's very cringe to put a sample in there and just leave it there in its naked form (in 2020 i mean, in 93 it was of course pathbreaking.) But I'm not out to make a seminar about diaspora music, just to illustrate the chaos of the city for migrants who came after 1979.
You know, I'm not Lee Gamble, I didn't have this great awakening about information overload, it's always been there. Even my parents struggle to understand it, despite living in london for over 30 years. And it isn't all because of the internet. as children you are socialised differently to migrants who go home after a shift at the factory.
Corpsey
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Don't want to start a new thread but
The imaginary future of the 90s
This popped up in my youtube reccos, it's not the music but the old 3D renders of the future which maybe looked cutting edge at the time but now look quaint—but because of that quaintness, perhaps, have something romantic and mysterious about them that today's 3D artist couldn't replicate
Something too about how limited tech produces more affecting art, the cheap sounding music more strange and charming than the polished stuff
The imaginary future of the 90s
This popped up in my youtube reccos, it's not the music but the old 3D renders of the future which maybe looked cutting edge at the time but now look quaint—but because of that quaintness, perhaps, have something romantic and mysterious about them that today's 3D artist couldn't replicate
Something too about how limited tech produces more affecting art, the cheap sounding music more strange and charming than the polished stuff
version
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Corpsey
bandz ahoy
Look what he did to me
luka
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you just tried to steal my thread you dangerous lunatic
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
Mr. Naga Pickle
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i wd like to know more abt Turkish Reggaeton. Turkish Reggaeton sounds like something that i wd enjoy!
luka
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combining the two worst strands of music into one hybrid abomination, yes, i think it would be right up your alley. loads of hair gel.
Mr. Naga Pickle
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i found some and i dont rly like it very much:
was hoping it would sound like this but turkish:
@thirdform what is the Reggaeton Sex Vol.1 of Turkey?
version
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what does dialectical mean?
explain what you mean when you use the word. dont quote a wikipedia entry. i want peoples personal and idiosyncratic interpretations. its the most commonly used word on twitter but what do people really mean by it?
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we're a muslim country alhamdulillah, we have no such thing as reggaeton sex vol 1. you'll have to suffice with turkish pop reggaeton. most proles can't even afford to go fucking clubbing in Turkey, totally for rich kids and war criminals, mafioso, etc. If they aren't on the dancefloor how will they be grinding? #logic #commonSense
no, the real prole music is about slashing your arms with razorblades, drinking cheap raki or taking heroin, and getting comatose.
I do not desire to live anymore
beset with such tribulations, such sadness
This world provides no taste anymore
I am offended by the breath I take, the lifeforce I possess.
Everything is meaningless in my eyes now
A thousand litannies of anger and hate in every word
The agony of years is evident on my face
I am offended by the face I look at in the mirror.
Loneliness has established me, that which cannot be hugged.
Nobody comprehends my troubles
Where are my loved ones, why do not they call?
I even take offence to my best friend.
Everything is meaningless in my eyes now
A thousand litannies of anger and hate in every word
The agony of years is clear on my face
I am offended by the face I look at in the mirror.
I do not desire to live anymore
beset with such tribulations, such sadness
This world provides no taste anymore
I am offended by the breath I take, the lifeforce I possess.
Everything is meaningless in my eyes now
A thousand litannies of anger and hate in every word
The agony of years is evident on my face
I am offended by the face I look at in the mirror.
Loneliness has established me, that which cannot be hugged.
Nobody comprehends my troubles
Where are my loved ones, why do not they call?
I even take offence to my best friend.
Everything is meaningless in my eyes now
A thousand litannies of anger and hate in every word
The agony of years is clear on my face
I am offended by the face I look at in the mirror.
Stop being a civilised american and embrace real barbaric despair, not your dinngy dongy 'cum for me daddy' exagerrated porn.
If there is not any hope in the heart of a lover,
Dream is useless, sleep is useless.
If there is no fate but to be loved,
Luck is useless,chance is useless.
If you have unfit thoughts,
Alas is useless, sigh is useless.
If it does not console
the Glass is useless, wine is useless.
My heart has become solid as a patient stone,
My tears are like rain.
I lost the war between love and myself
Alas is useless, sigh is useless.
If there is not any hope in the heart of a lover,
Dream is useless, sleep is useless.
If there is no fate but to be loved,
Luck is useless,chance is useless.
If you have unfit thoughts,
Alas is useless, sigh is useless.
If it does not console
the Glass is useless, wine is useless.
My heart has become solid as a patient stone,
My tears are like rain.
I lost the war between love and myself
Alas is useless, sigh is useless.
Mr. Naga Pickle
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this is wodnerful. thank you very much @thirdform