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4 comments | April 29, 2005

i discovered song structure today!

or at least rap.

fat joe - safe 2 say (produced by just blaze)

2+16+8+16+8+16+8+8

- 2 bar intro

- 16 bar verse

- 8 bar hook

- 16 bar verse

- 8 bar hook

- 16 bar verse hook

- 8 bar hook

- 8 bar fade out


yes!

how simple is that?! yo i swear i should have done this before. of course, there are variations to that particular mapping out of hook-verse, but yeah. it's really simple looking. i listened to the track to see what different events just used to make the song flow and not be an annoying loop.

the main loop is 8 bars, 2 bars of the overdriven guitars in what we'll call pattern a, that drop to 2 bars of the organ stab loop, then 2 bars of overdriven guitars in pattern b, that drop to the same organ stab loop.

on top of that- there are simple drops to just the drums, a drop to the bass and drums here and there, and snares accentuated with cymbal crashes, and finally, organ stabs on the snares too.

fat joe's hook, along scratches and a vocal sample (once again, back is the incredible!) seperate cleanly the hook from the verse, seeing as how otherwise, it would really sound like an annoying loop.

furthermore, he goes cleanly from hook back to verse by dropping to the drums, or dropping the drums, in the last bar of the hook.

so simple.

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this should go in my beat blog, which really needs some love, but yeah. until i get that goin again, i'll fill 'er up here.

10 comments | April 28, 2005

god is not optional.

i guess one of the hardest things for me to reconcile to is that the world runs on opinions, and that questioning anybody's entitlement to their opinions, regardless of the subject matter, is liable to get you crucified, or at least fingered as intolerant, fundamentalist and conservative.

ugh.

is anything irrefutably wrong?

is everything REALLY optional and guided by the current popular opinion?

i guess that's a hard thing to discern.

maybe my thoughts on the matter are as easy to generalize as one of those terms up there, or as a bible thumper/beater/banger. maybe the complexity of said thoughts counts for nothing. but i do not accept the idea of believing in god as optional, or a matter of opinion.

it does have alot to do with the way i was raised. i'll concede that.

but alot of it doesnt. alot of it has to do with...

blah.

ok.

i have no proof beyond the modal logic of cause-effect. i see effect, i fathom cause.
its really a can of worms. huge, uncontrollable, slimy worms.

i spent the better half of tonight back and forthing with my better half about such things. i contended that i wouldn no longer express an opinion on the matter, then proceeded to spend hours expressing why i wouldnt. it's safe to say that i am opinonated re:god, and i do feel strongly about it. very.

but it's tiring. the whole concept. i'm not equipped to do battle with what i deem to be incorrect belief. ive tried before and it's not fun. and she was being nice because i am her boyfriend.

maybe it is passing judgement. but im passing judgement all day if someone/something i love is being questioned. i dont think that's wrong.

whatever.

i'm making a concerted effort to not be so expectant of society to fall into a patterned way of believing. i promise. liberal cats, do NOT hate me. i swear im working on it.

________________________


today sucked.

too many reasons to enumerate, it just sucked. it didnt help that it rained and i got soaked. or that i could find no records. i did something very special this morning tho. i'll get due recompense for it by the weekend.

thats a guarantee!

but yeah, otherwise this day blew horsecock.

not to mention that stupid job STILL aint call me back. they are really putting me between a rock and a hard place. i need some sort of confirmation to move on with my life... i'm holding out on a less lucrative but guaranteed position to get a clear view on the options i do or do not have.

cats is stalling tho.

ah well. such is corporate life. everything has to be brought before the board for discussion and what not.

yuck.

_____________________

im beat blocked yo.

*cries*

2 comments | April 25, 2005

inspiration.



i was on the bus riding home from an interview today, and i decided i'd pop kanye west's college dropout in the cd player. up until this point, i had never given the cd a full fair spin, and it's crazy because i actually bought this cd. the day it dropped.

i get through the album, and come to a song with beat i had heard before... Last Call.

why this song bring me to tears yo?

i dont know.

i couldnt tell you.

it was a combination of interviewing for a job i know i wont like, not sellin no beats, the rain, the stupid get up i had on to impress a bunch of people who could really care less, the story he told mirroring mine to a certain point, and the hate kanye catches for being how he is in the eye of the media.

i felt good for him, and i felt like my chances were that much better because dude did it.

i know im romanticising it, and that everybody's got a sob story, everybody's got challenges, but alot of these rap niggas, you don't really get to hear the true struggles they had. just hear em talk about it, and literal ups and downs they had to wrestle with to get to where they are.

if they all had a track like that on they albums, we as the consumer could understand that egregious braggadocio... cuz kanye had to earn that sht.

i don't deify rap dudes. i respect dudes who stay on they grind until they get they shine.

*inspired*

1 comments | April 24, 2005

testing.

still tryna decide whether i'm gonna stick with this or not. lemme know what you think.

0 comments | April 17, 2005

streamlining for the cause.

are you streamlining, my friends?


i am.

to streamline is:

1. To improve the appearance or efficiency of; modernize.
2. To organize.
3. To simplify.


exactly.

i find that in various parts of my life, i have too many hinderances that slow my overall process. whether its beatmaking, or friendships, it's just mad excelsior in the way of a smooth flow. and it's been coagulating for some time... so it's time i streamline.

it started today as i regorganized my workstation/production centre. to the naked eye it may have seemed like i was merely moving around records and computer parts, but yo.

i was streamlining.

i lost my old phonebook with my old phone, and with that, alot of numbers of people who i don't call, and who don't care to call me. bye, niggas! streamlinin'.

the way i work when i'm doing music is ridiculously confusing. from a physical standpoint, i have records all about the room, un organized and in serious disarray, then cables are stretching from the computer to the keyboard to the turntable to the amp to the speakers in every conceivable manner, tangling themselves and setting booby traps for me when i have to suddenly slide from under the desk... i untangled that and re-set up the whole thang.

streamlined.

i'm also going to devote a part of tonight and some of tomorrow to getting rid of all this 'free' music making software on my computer... i need a specific way of working, so that the guesswork pre-song isn't so complex. too many choices is a bad thing for a guy like me. it immediately attacks my ADHD. lol

i'ma whittle it down to a few synths and ACID Pro, Recycle and FLStudio, and Cubase for multitracking. that's it.

...just the other day i shed about 13 gigs of porn. lol. shut up.

but it's just a process of getting rid of all the extra. i see it working in an area as small as making beats, its got to work on the bigtime plateaus like life. too many friends and possible business associates, too many obligations, too many unanswered emails and albums to buy, too many distractions man. GET RID OF EM.

life is hectic enough without tripping over your own feet.

_______________________

in other news: got the phone working. its great except the battery don't last that long. i figure it's got something to do with the fact that it's got all these programs and whatnot on it.

if you wanna know what i have, it's a handspring treo 300.



for all you tech heads, yes i know there are hotter and newer versions, i'm working on that. right now, tho, this does all i need and then some. once i get my earpiece and charger, i'ma be golden. once again, only one lovely person listened- GIMME A CALL so i can get your numbers again.

otherwise, you getting streamlined.

nah, just kidding. lol

what's good tho?

0 comments | April 15, 2005

i dunno why i thought coming here was a good idea.

I don't even where to begin.

oh. I got my phone workin ok.

...good night.

1 comments | April 13, 2005

so.

im posting from my new phone, which I might add, is a piece of shit.

*sigh*

it is cool that I can post from it, but come on. this is ridiculous. I tell you, folks. somtimes cells aren't worth the headache.

btw: if you're reading this and we talk/have talked on the phone- give me your # sometime soon. gotta fill the phone book back up.

thnx.

3 comments | April 06, 2005

terry schiavo.

since everybody and their mother has had an expressed opinion on the case, i'll offer mine, albeit unfashionably late.

i think intentionally starving anything living, vegetative state or not, to death, is an infinitely cruel way to end the life.

i don't care how you make your feeble attempts to justify it.

let us imagine, for instance, i have filthy vermin, namely mice, plaguing my residence. i set up trigger traps for the mice, and i catch one. the mouse doesn''t die , though. rather, it has been incapacitated to the point that it cannot feed itself.

i could not sit there and watch the mouse starve to death over the next few days.

granted, i wouldn't try to keep it alive either. i'd rather end it's life swiftly, so that neither of us has to suffer.

now, i ask my audience, how many of you folks would opt to starve the mouse to death?
particularly those who "understand" mrs. schiavo's husband' s choice?

i ask you , friend, to compare and contrast the two situations, and tell me how starving mrs.. schiavo to death was any more humane than allowing an injured mouse to starve to death?

furthermore, i think it important to recognize the difference between a feeding tube, and a complete life support system.


from wikipedia.



now, theoretically speaking, with the correct components in place, you could keep nearly anything alive.

let us not confuse LIFE SUPPORT with a FEEDING TUBE.

the two are not interchangeable. mrs. schiavo was being fed through a gastric feeding tube.

life support is not the same as a gastric feeding tube.

discontinuing life support means a swift death for the patient.

also from wikipedia:

A gastric feeding tube, or "G-tube", is a tube inserted through a small incision in the abdomen into the stomach and is used for long-term enteral nutrition. The most common type is the percutaneous endoscopic gastrostomy (PEG) tube. It is placed endoscopically: the patient is sedated, and an endoscope is passed through the mouth and esophagus into the stomach. The position of the endoscope can be visualized on the outside of the patient's abdomen because it contains a powerful light source. A needle is inserted through the abdomen, visualized within the stomach by the endoscope, and a suture passed through the needle is grasped by the endoscope and pulled up through the esophagus. The suture is then tied to the PEG tube, and pulled back down through the esophagus, stomach, and abdominal wall. The insertion takes about 20 minutes. The tube is also occasionally placed surgically. After the insertion, the abdominal wound must covered with sterile dressings until it is healed (about a week). The tube is kept within the stomach by a balloon on its tip (which can be deflated to remove the tube). Gastric tubes are suitable for long-term use: they last about six months, and can be replaced through an existing passage without an additional endoscopic procedure. The G-tube is useful where there is difficulty with swallowing because of neurologic or anatomic disorders (stroke, esophageal atresia, tracheoesophageal fistula), and to avoid the risk of aspiration pneumonia. It is also used when patients are malnourished and cannot take enough food by mouth to maintain their weight.

my uncle spent a few months on a feeding tube. granted, this isn't comparable to a 15 year ordeal, but the fact remains. if her state hasn't changed from 15 years ago until now... whywas having her placed on the feeding tube feasible 15 years ago?

all things considered, let us examine the final outcome.

On March 18, 2005, her gastric feeding tube was removed under court order. Terri Schiavo died of dehydration on March 31, 2005, at around 9:05 a.m. EST (13:05 UTC), after thirteen days without food or water.

now, wtf.

13 days?

in my opinion, that doesn't even qualify as euthanasia.

The act or practice of ending the life of an individual suffering from a terminal illness or an incurable condition, as by lethal injection or the suspension of extraordinary medical treatment.

the death wasn't remotely immediate.

her body failed as a result of being deprived of water and nutrients. dehydration. 13 days. i doubt i would last 13 days without water. and, by popular opinion, i'm more of a human than mrs. schiavo was.

impressive.

common statements ive seen tossed around like a raggedy tennis ball on your average innercity block, is that terri schiavo was "no more alive than a potato", or that she was "dead already".

i wish the armchair doctors and the knownothing knowitalls would stand to the side. and shut up while they are at it.

it's a grand assumption to make, that this woman has been, for all intents and purposes, dead for the past 15 years.

if the woman was totally dependent on her feeding tube, and absolutely and totally helpless with out that assist, braindead and lifeless, she should have died immediately after the feeding tube was removed. that she stayed alive speaks to the fact that her brain was still able to control all the processes to fight to keep her alive.

i wonder. if by some freak occurence, mrs. schiavo was pronounced to be in a persistent vegetative state, although being ONLY able to feed herself- if the clamor to discontinue all other care for her would be nearly as raucous.

it reminds me of the time period where mentally challenged people were almost immediately and invariably given up on, often consigned to "mental institutions" or even worse, god forbid, put to death.

...oh the horror.

i wonder, if in the last few days of her life, mrs. schiavo possessed the same blank look on her face, as was often broadcast during the heat of the trials, or if it was wrenched in angst, simply because her body- not her mind- felt itself dying.

ah but what do i know.
im just a conservative bible thumper who cant see forests for trees.

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