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Decavolty back in the house, and you're listening/reading my dirge-filled music and journal entry!
Hopefully at the same time, as I do. Same style as last time. Better go grab my Zune.
We're starting off with my autoplay, while I grab it.
Solitude
There it is. I call it my 'Big Black Sexy Monolith'. Well, the Zune's name itself is 'Magnull's Soul Toucher', but still. Both names are pretty interchangeable at this point. Havent even made a dent in it's capacity. That's good. I plan on adding all sorts of s**t. Santeria Ooh, this is like the ultimate 'WTF' song as far as relationships are concerned.
I'm collecting a list.
Not just any list.
A ******** DIRGE list.
You see, folks. I love dirge music. It's down, dreary, and reminds me that I'm not the only one with problems in life. I wish to tribute these, when I get a saxophone. Thus, the list of music coming in these journals will not only have slower songs, but songs I wish to play on the sax someday.
I realize that a lot of these may not be considered 'dirge' music, but I am one of the few that do consider it dirge. Easy And speak of the devil...here's one that is pretty upbeat, but still has a dirge-esque message.
Here's the rundown:
I want to play music on the sax. I want to play the bass part, the harmony, the vocals (if I can get the courage), and the melody. Maybe a keyboard for the beat. I'm not that good a drummer. To do this I'm going to have to obtain at least 3 (preferably 4) different saxophones. Obviously the main 4 are the ones I have in mind (Alto, Tenor, Soprano, Baritone). The Tenor can play just about any of the aforementioned roles (sans vocals << wink , while the alto and soprano can probably do the melody and harmony pretty well. The Bari is pretty much stuck in bass land, unless I find a decent enough way to make it shine out every now and again.
Hero of the Day This song got me addicted to dirge music in the first place. You see, it was my first break up, and I took it pretty harshly. Especially since she didnt even bother telling me that she was leaving me. Had to find out by seeing her hold some other guy's hand. Since then, I've become the stoic young man you see before you. Emotionless...slightly arrogant.........stoic. ;D I learned to take things easy by getting the shaft my whole life. I suppose that's why not a whole lot bothers me in life. I'm not saying my life was the roughest life out there. My mom and dad loved (and still do!) me very much, they're still together. ********, I'm typing on a computer after all. I'm listening to Magnull's Soul Toucher (My Zune, if you're not reading everything) How much better can I have it?
The answer involves all materialistic things. Heaven Beside You Mmmm....dirge. My favorite AIC song. Anyway, my parents taught me right from wrong, let me live my life, and now I'm reaping what I have sown from so many years of busting my a**. In band, in school (I suppose), and now at work. I'm not making the most, and I'm not the biggest. But I do show the most heart, and integrity. I'm honest, almost to the brutality of the point. Sure, things get me down, but it's not often, and it's never something that affects my performance.
Speaking of performance....
Work has been a major funsuckler lately. It used to be I could go there, do my job, go home, no fuss no muss. Shadow of the Sun Some of these songs are pretty awesome, arent they? NO! ALL OF THEM ARE. Anyway, lately there's been some politicking going on and it's pissing me the ******** off. It used to be I could go to work, do my job, and nothing happens. Every now and again struggles arise, but nothing like this. It's as though someone is deliberately trying to bury me. In the Triple H sense, not the literal sense. Anytime something goes wrong, a certain somebody who has no right to know any of the goingons in the workplace unless the directly involve her (which they dont), is being privy to information via a spy in my ranks. Not my ranks, Alex's. Still, a spy is a spy. We all know she is, but nobody does anything for fear of this midget of a woman.
Somehow she gets the best schedule, still bitches about it by the way, and spreads the word from herself to the aforementioned midget of a woman. Regardless of if action is taken, it feels like there's this skinny boil-ridden security camera looking at me at all times. It's very uncomfortable. Hollow I realize a few of these songs may be weird in transition, but I am confident that they are do-able.
Er, anyway, I feel like GREAT JUSTICE may be done. Recently the management has gotten together and decided that we look so downtrodden, so they called us up one by one and asked us what was going on. We all pretty much answered in turn, THIS b***h IS CAUSING OUR DOWNFALL! The Haunting - Somewhere In Time. If something happens, it happens. Hopefully they'll call us together and go 'OK WE NEED TO SETTLE THIS s**t ASAP'. I would so love to do that. I've noticed her getting more chatty, which is nice, but still. She's like someone's shadow. It's annoying when you have someone spying on you for someone you NEVER SEE. It's not that I'm afraid of what's going to happen if she snitches me out. It's just that I'm just afraid of what I (<--- not a song) will do. May or may not be pretty. All I know is that if she gets in my face and starts s**t, I will come down on her WITH GREAT FURY AND TERRIBLE VENGEANCE, and do something that wont get me fined/fired/jailed/etc.
I'm pretty quiet, despite what these walls of text will tell you. Do you know how hard it was to dime someone out, despite being the shadow she is? Three Libras Now THAT is a dirge. Straight up. I'm not very good at speaking up. I've never had to. I just did my job and went home. Now it's getting to the point where I should tell them every little thing that goes on. I should, and I swear the next time she gets on her high horse I'm knocking her down faster than prom kids get knocked up.
On that note, I should probably close it up here. It's bed time!
We wrap today's journey up with Nothing Else Matters. That song I already HAVE played. I plan on playing it again, and even maybe making music for it. Solo piece FTW.
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Decavolty · Sat Mar 07, 2009 @ 11:31am · 0 Comments |
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