Thursday, December 27, 2018

Teacher Monsters/Guardian Angels, Part II


TEACHMNS
This is the next song in the series of songs I'm writing about a fucked up school. This week's entry will require some unpacking. In short, it is a song about a woman who has these guardian angels, who were supposed to protect her from bad things the teachers might do to her at that fucked up school. But then those angels couldn't find her.

And here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards:
Weird teacher monsters

If you didn't catch the entry from a few weeks ago, scroll down to the bottom for the rest of the story of what this album's about (in short, I'm writing an album about a fucked up school in order to deal with my own fucked up experiences of having been a grad student in the Dartmouth Department of Poopy Psychological and Brain Sciences).

See, on October 21, 2016, I posted a song on this blog, which was about a young woman whose guardian angels couldn't find her when she got wasted at a party. I wrote that song because I'd had a dream about these really nice people who were supposed to protect this one young woman who was a grad student in the Dartmouth psychology department. These people thought of themselves as the woman's guardian angels because they were trying to protect her from bad stuff. In the dream, she got wasted at a party, and then she went missing. The angels couldn't find her, and they were scared because they knew she might be in some sort of danger.

What I didn't mention in the original 10/21/2016 post was that the dream I got the song from took place at Dartmouth, specifically in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I didn't really think much at the time about the setting where the dream happened, but these days, as I'm processing through my experiences of being in the Dartmouth Department of Poopy Psychological and Brain Sciences, I'm beginning to wonder how much that dream spoke to the fucked uppness of being at a place where the combo of the boozy atmosphere and pervy professors put women at risk.


The party took place in Gerry Hall in the dream:
I don't think this building exists anymore because they were gonna tear it down to make way for newer, fancier buildings. But I found this picture online. The first 2 years I was there, the psychology department was housed in 2 buildings, of which Gerry was one (Silsby was the other). I'm not sure why the dream took place in Gerry specifically cuz I didn't spend too much time there. It was for the neuroscience-y folks's labs. But I'd had a couple classes there.

 Here's the original Angels song from 2016.
ANGELS01

So, yeah, I decided to plunk that Angels song into the new album I'm working on and kinda develop that theme of guardian angels losing the woman they're looking after. That's what the new song, above, is about.

In trying to figure out how to describe the pervy professors there in the new song, I used the term "teacher monsters." I came up with "teacher monsters" in the 3rd grade, and it seemed like a good description of yucky teachers for the new song.

Here are the lyrics of the new song:
This is what the teacher said / one more sin and you’ll be dead
Filling up her brain with dread / putting lies inside her head

Guardian angels where are you? She got lost and she don’t know what to do
Guardian angels come save her / From the night of blurry teacher-monsters

It is the story of the guardian angels / who lost their charge in the land of the skulls
In the school where the teachers are monsters from hell / charming all the students so they could not tell
The girl got wasted at an event / but that was not her purpose, it was not her intent
And then she faded slowly, oh fuck, she got bent / and the angels could not find her even though they’re heaven sent

She got wasted in a dream / then the party, it turned mean
And the angels on the scene / could not find her till she screamed
Could not find her anywhere / disappeared into the air
Could not find her then she died / just a little bit inside

Guardian angels where are you? She got lost and she don’t know what to do
Guardian angels come save her / From the night of blurry teacher-monsters

The guardian angels, they got mad at themselves / for losing their charge in the land of demon elves
For losing that girl where the teachers are mean / fucking her up and telling her it’s just a dream

And here are the lyrics of the original song from 2016:

We're her guardian angels (we'll always be right here)
And it got real bad (we'll always be right here)
We came to rescue her (we'll always be right here)
Cuz she got real sad (we'll always be right here)

They couldn't find her!

She got real wasted (we'll always be right here)
And she was a mess (we'll always be right here)
We came to rescue her (we'll always be right here)
And make her blessed (we'll always be right here)

They couldn't find her!

We'll always be right here (we'll always be right here)
We'll always be right here (we'll always be right here)
We're her guardian angels (we'll always be right here)
We'll always be right here (we'll always be right here)

They couldn't find her!

Here's the back-story of what this album is about:
So, yeah, a couple weeks ago, I posted the first song of this album I'm working on. And I mentioned how I'd thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids. But then, on closer inspection, I realized certain aspects of that song were actually about my experience at Dartmouth, in the psychology department where horrible things happen to women (that's where I got my Ph.D.). And, oddly, my brain decided to write that song around the time of that lawsuit becoming public (but the conscious part of me was clueless about the connection until after the fact).

And as I might have mentioned 2 weeks ago, this whole lawsuit thing got me to thinking about what impact that poopy department may have had on me. I had a lot o' work to do on myself, psychologically, after I left that school. Yeah, I wasn't in the best shape. I mean, it's not that I can blame Dartmouth entirely because there were other things going on in my life that were bad - things that didn't have anything to do with Dartmouth. What proportion of the variance of a fucked up life can be accounted for by this or that factor? It's impossible to determine something like that. Nevertheless, it has been productive for me to explore the impact that the poopy Dartmouth psychology department had on me (well, Psychological and Brain Sciences - PBS for short), and writing this album is part of my processing through all this shit.

But I also don't want to cast myself in the role of a victim - that would be stupid. There's kind of a fine line between grieving for bad stuff that happened to you and being all victimy. I gotta be careful to not be the latter of the two.

I also gotta say that I'm grateful to have had the opportunity to go to Dartmouth. There're lots of good things about that school and I met some really good people there. So, yeah, I don't wanna seem all ungrateful or anything like that. I suppose you can find good and bad stuff in most places. 'Tis important to look at both, I suppose.


Thursday, December 20, 2018

Asian Sounding Backwards Song




This is the backwards version of the next song in the series of songs about a fucked up school. This song ended sounding kind of Asian sounding. I guess the forwards-version is kinda Asian sounding, too, but my ears hear the backwards version as being even more Asian sounding. The picture above is my attempt to draw something Asian looking.

Some people might be wondering why there are so many English words in the backwards raps. It's cuz rapping backwards is really hard. The process of figuring out the backwards raps involves me listening to them over and over and over and over until my brain starts to hallucinate them in English. Let me unpack that a little bit.

With the regular parts of the songs, I figure out backwards pronunciations of the words by pronouncing them backwards. For example, the word "like" translates to "kyall." So, I translate stuff, and then I listen to the songs-turned-around-backwards in Audacity - to make sure it matches what I came up with, and revise as needed.

With the rapping, the speech stream is so fast that it would be almost impossible to pronounce the phonetically derived words because they're too tongue twistery. But, when you listen to the backwards raps over and over and over, a peculiar thing happens to your brain that makes performing the raps more do-able.

See, when I listen to them, my brain starts to hallucinate the backwards raps in English. I guess that sounds a little psychotic, but I think it's sort of a normal process - brains have a tendency to interpret ambiguous stimuli on the basis of what they already know.  Like if you're listening to nonsense syllables, your brain is gonna try to make them into English cuz that's what your brain knows - if you're an English speaker, that is. So, as a result of repeated listenings, my brain starts to hear English words in the rapid stream of nonsense syllables. Shit, I cain't tell if I'm explaining this adequately.

See, okay - the original lyrics of part of the rap are as follows:
It is the story of the guardian angels / who lost their charge in the land of the skulls

This is how I would interpret them backwards on the basis of phonetics:
slucks uth vuh dna'l uth nih groch reth tsall ooH / sledge-nya neh-y-drog uth vuh eerotes uth zih tih

But when I listened to the backwards rap over and over, I heard this (which is easier to pronounce):
lucks like the man would make George grapes all oose / loosh nay he broke them vuh yer oats specific 

Friday, December 14, 2018

Song About A Fucked Up School



SCHOOL01
Shit, this song has a long story to it, a story that dates back to the early 2000s.

'Kay, see, one night, I got the first verse of the song from a dream. I was all, oh, it's a song about a fucked up school. Then about a week later, I found out that not only the school, but the academic department where I got my Ph.D., were in the news for something really bad.

But, I'm dumb and slow on the uptake, not realizing my unconscious mind had been psychic in coming up with this song. (Y'know, anticipating my school's fucked up academic department being in the news and writing a song about a fucked up school). (I'm not sure if I'm gonna mention the name of the school or not. I gotta examine my motives before I reveal what school it was). Yeah, I was slow on the uptake, not realizing this song was all psychic, and as such, I thought I was writing a song about how the school system fucks up kids.

But then, when I listened to it later that night, I realized, oh shit, this song's about Dartmouth! (Whoops, there, I named it). (That's where I went to school, yesiree).

(I mean, okay, Dartmouth doesn't have a principal telling people not to run in halls [see lyrics below]. I think the principal-man is a metaphorical principal. Yeah, that's what it is - he's a metaphorical principal.)

As a result of this weird song synchronicity and the stuff in the news, I've been thinking a lot about having been in a fucked up department and how that might have impacted me, psychologically. I mean, nothing incredibly bad happened to me while I was there, but I also can point to ways in which being there wasn't good for me.

As a result of all this thinking and stuff, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school and base it on the department where I got that old Ph.D. of mine. I dunno how long this album'll be. Yeah, I'm not sure. Poopity pooops.

Weird School Song
This is last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

The lyrics are:

The Beast has come / the day is done
The school got rules / and I think they’re dumb
The school has turned / you into gas
Oh fuck you’re burned / Now it’s time for class

And the principal is here / telling us the rules are clear
Do not run inside the halls / in these hallowed sacred walls

I do not want to go to school
It’s the land where they have made up some stupid dumb rules
Where they bleed your brain dry, and it makes you want to cry
And they fill your head with lies, so you’re stupid till you die
Joy to the world if the school had burned down
It’s a stupid dumb fantasy that takes away your frown
But the truth is that it goes the other way around
The school has burned you down to the ground

The school has turned / you into ash
Oh fuck, you’re burned / in just one flash


And the principal is here / telling us the rules are clear
Do not run inside the halls / in these hallowed sacred walls

Friday, December 7, 2018

Backwards Song About a School



This is the first backwards version of a song from a new album I've started working on. It's an album about a fucked up school.

Friday, November 30, 2018

Crows Know Everything



CR0WSKN0
This week's song is called "Crows Know Everything." It's a song about how crows actually know everything in the universe, and us humans are all dumb, in comparison. The narrator of the song is all sad about missing people who are dead; so, she's trying to get the crows to tell her stuff about the afterlife.

Weird Crows Know
Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

The lyrics are:
Crows know everything, that's why they're singing, cuz they know, cuz they know everything.

I asked the crows what happens after we are dead.
They said you people are dumb and it is over your heads

Crows know everything, that's why they're singing.
Crows know everything, that's why they're singing, cuz they know, cuz they know everything.

I said but I miss some people who are gone
They said you'll see them soon enough when your life is done

Crows know everything, that's why they're singing.

The crows that I saw they told me that they are from something called the void
It is something you cannot understand because you are a dumb humanoid
I wondered why would they tell me about this thing in the first place
They said it's because they like to fuck around with members of the human race

Crows know everything, that's why they're singing, cuz they know, cuz they know everything.
Crows know everything, that's why they're singing.
Crows know everything, that's why they're singing, cuz they know, cuz they know everything.


Wednesday, November 21, 2018

One Zwark




Here's another backwards-song with a nice, backwards crow in it. It and the forward version I'll be posting next week are less on the dark side than what I've been posting lately. It's more jolly. It's about crows.

I'm posting it a couple days early cuz I dunno how much time and where-with-all I'll have what with that Thanksgiving holiday coming up and all the travel involved.

Friday, November 16, 2018

The Rose In Black



"The Rose in Black" is about the depressingness of now. See, this song came to me in a dream, the night after a day of feeling particularly bummed out. It's, essentially, a song about how depressing it is to live in this world, and how it kills your soul.

I can tell that some of the lyrics are heavily influenced by Mike Shinoda. I've been listening to his album, Post Traumatic a lot.

This is last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

Here're the lyrics:

I can't be here anymore / there's no place for me
This is not my world / it's not where I want to be

I used to dream the rose in black; it's coming back, it's coming back

Eternal burning eyes / look so far away
In the burnt sunrise / It is where I guess I'll stay
In the dawning of the day / that never ends
The clouds are gray / and you can't go home again

I used to dream the rose in black; it's coming back, it's coming back

John Trudell, he said it well, when he said this world is fucked
It eats your soul and it spits it out / and it's trampled in the muck
I said it long time ago / singing in my purple cave
What do you do when you have no clue / and there's no soul left to save

I can't be here anymore / there's no place for me
This is not my world / it's not where I want to be

I used to dream the rose in black; it's coming back, it's coming back

Friday, November 9, 2018

Cabnimuk and I'm in Hell Again


CABNIMUK
This here backwards song sounds to me like the song that'd be played during the closing credits of a movie.


HELLAGAG
I'm including a bonus track. See, I had this song, where the conventional-singing-part sounded like shit, but I liked the rapping part. I got all sad, thinking about how I was gonna just throw this song away, when I liked the rap so well. So I re-did parts of the conventional-singing-part, and now I like it better.

I dunno why I'm breaking my rule, where I always post a backwards version before the forwards version. I think it's cuz I'm lazy. So I included it as a bonus track instead of backwardsing it.

The lyrics are:

Worse than anything's ever been: I'm in Hell again

I got stuck inside the middle of the mess
Making dumb decision that never were the best
Stupid dumb eternity in my living room
Making a quaternity in the shape of doom

Eternal damned donut is what I have become
Got a hole that is inside me in a universe that's dumb
I'm a torus in a forest of striking demon death
When it's later, I'll kill masturbators
And I'm darker than Darth Vader
Turnining loose the alligators
In the land of Satan Seders*
And official regulators**

I am stupid and I'm stuck under the bottom of my thumb
Getting drunk on beer and whiskey, but I never drink rum
When you ask me what time it is, I say it is not now
I'm a devil getting drunk off of the sweat of its own brow

I wish I were a kitty cat cuz they are really cute
But I'm spending all my time inside a demon suit
Evil, bad, and stupid is what I have become
Going round blind corners in a universe that's dumb

*Okay, yeah, what's a Satan Seder? It's a concept related to last week's "devil's pope" reference. See, a Jewish boyfriend of mine told me Satanism is actually an offshoot of Christianity. Like, he basically said Satanism is the Satanic version of what Christianity would be if it was Satanic.A Satan Seder is a meal made by a Jewish person who became converted to Satanism, but still wanted to prepare a holiday meal. The Satanic version of a holiday meal. See, this Jewish person practices the Jewish version of Satanism, much like my ex-boyfriend stated that Satanism, in general, is the Satanic version of Christianity (or the Christian version of Satanism? I'm not sure.)

**I realized, after the fact, that the rap would be better with one more line. So, I broke my rule of doing a rap in one take and punched that in. Yesiree.

Post-script: I remixed the Hell Again song, but I'm not sure what mix is better.


Friday, November 2, 2018

And He Chews You

CHEW2MIX
This is a song I got from a dream. This older African American gentleman was singing it in a bluesy fashion. It's a song about getting chewed on by the devil.

Weird and he chews you
This is last week's song if you turn it around backwards...although I had to change the timing of the vocals and stuff relative to the rhythm because it was a teeny tiny bit out of sync.

The lyrics are:

And he chews you.
Can this be a good thing? To hear the devil sing?
It's a song that makes you pray that he is here to stay.
And he chews you.
In a little bit, you'll think about how much closer you are to a rout
smoking in the devil's den can get you away from them

Getting inside the bad things are hard and it makes you sad
An envelope filled with poop delivered to your front stoop
Yesterday was good and dead. Stupid and dumb delivered to your bed
You cannot get out of your head. Was the devil being fed?

Maybe it is what you hope, to feed the devil's pope
And tell the rest of them, "nope"
Climb to Heaven on your rope.

Thursday, October 25, 2018

Ooyswhich



OOYSWICH
Whoops, I accidentally drew the illustration for next week's song. My sense of time is all fucked up cuz I thought it was next week. This is one of those backwards songs that's got a different mood to it than the frontwards version. This one is all spacey and dreamy sounding.

Yay, I finally got to say livedd. Y'know, that's what "devil" sounds like backwards. This song also has the word "poop" in it, because "poop" is in the frontwards version, and poop is the same both ways. Yay, me.

Friday, October 19, 2018

Sad Demon-Man Song



SAODEM0N
This is a song about a man, at the end of his life, who is sad because the most-importantest-people-to-him are all dead. And he's sitting there, looking back at all his regrets. See, an element of my unconscious came to me and told me he'd like me to record a song from his point of view. I did.

Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

Here are the lyrics:
   
I stole things from my mother / I took a feathered fan
The people said, “oh brother / why can’t you be a man?”
I took it cuz I miss/ the people who it’s from
I know the world got pissed/ and they think that I am dumb
I’m a worthless liar / and I have red hair
Disappear into the mire / in a life that isn’t fair
I’m a demon who is screaming / sowing seeds of yesterday
Need a password to go backwards/ so you’ll never go away

Why did they die I am a mess
Stupid dumb demon in a dress
Why did they have to go away
I cannot stand my life today

I’m a spider that’s caught in the web that it spun
I’m sitting in the dark cuz I’m scared of the sun
Down in the dirt I cry a lot
But it don’t hurt if I smoke some pot

The rap/weird poetry part at the end is the same as the first one, except that "life that isn't fair" is replaced with "world that isn't fair."

Shit, I'm realizing I probably should have drawn the illustration of the guy with him wearing a dress, to go with the song lyrics. Oh, well.

Friday, October 12, 2018

Turd In It



TURDINIT
This is another one of those backwards-songs. I called it "Turd In It" because the word "turd" presents itself in the song. The picture of the demon-man will make more sense when I post the forwards-version next week.

And here's a link to the comic book I just finished writing. Woohoo!
The Adventures of Jesus and Chief Running Dog: Sunday Depresso, Part 1

Here's what the cover looks like:

It's a book about 2 depressed guys, and you only see them on Sundays, being depressed about having to go to work the next day. 

Daisy Charles is my nom de plume; I named myself after my cats, Charlie and Daisy.
Charlie and Daisy want you to buy this book.
The Adventures of Jesus and Chief Running Dog: Sunday Depresso, Part 1

Friday, October 5, 2018

Song About a Bug Getting Stoned



This is the next song in the continuing series of songs sung/rapped from the point of view of my shadow (see entry from September 20 for an explanation of what I'm talking about). This song is about the part of my shadow complex that's an annoying, buzzing insect. See, in the song, someone is smoking weed, and a bug flies into the smoke and gets stoned. That's what the song is about. It's about a bug that accidentally smokes pot.

Note: when I use the term, "rap," I'm usin' it loosely. I'm not sure if those spoken-word parts of the songs are actual rap, or if they're just weird poetry.

Oh, yeah, and in case you're wondering why the same comic strip characters keep on appearing in the song illustrations, those are the characters in my graphic novels.

 Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards. The rhythm of the singing part is kinda different from the regular version.

Here are the lyrics:

You flew right into the smoke! Oh, shit, you just took a toke!
You are a bug who is stoned. And you can never go home.
You flew right into the weed. Now in your brain, there's a seed.
Mental direction you drift. It caused a big, mighty rift.

I am just a stupid, buzzing bug, blind as a bat, shitting all over the rug
And I'm stupid and careless, and no one gives a fuck,
When I'm burned down to ashes, swimming seas of bad luck
No one remembers that time of year, when mosquitoes painted rainbows inside their ears
In the days, when their heads were in the clouds
Grinding over timeless, purple shrouds.

Friday, September 28, 2018

Backwards Song About A Bug



This is the backwards version of a song about a bug. You'll get to hear the forwards version next week. The word-spewing nature of this song sounds demonic almost. Or I might be wrong about that.

Thursday, September 20, 2018

Wearing My Reflection



I finished reading a book called Owning Your Own Shadow by Robert Johnson (1991, HarperCollins). It's a book about how there's this Jungian concept called The Shadow, which everyone has. The shadow is comprised of the parts of oneself that one has disowned. Some of it might be evil and/or mean, but there's also a lot of good stuff that people tend to end up disowning about themselves. 

Well, anyway, after reading that book, I decided to let my shadow write some songs and stuff. This is the first of the songs that I let my shadow write. It's written by the part of my shadow that's a naughty cat that pees all over the house.

(It's not necessarily the one in the picture. It's a good picture cuz it's a reflecto-kitty picture, all reflecty, like the song).

Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

And here are the lyrics:

I'm wearing my reflection
How did this happen to me?

It is something similar to me
But it makes me inside out, you see

Maybe I am just a stupid dream
Middle aged and running out of steam

I am gonna pee all over the place and I am a reflection of your face
And I am a reflection of the sun and I am gonna pee all over everyone
Do not try to stop me, nosiree
You cannot stop reflecting the naughty tree
You cannot stop the person who has come as a cat
You think I am stupid but I'm only fat

Friday, September 14, 2018

Eem Oot Neppah



This is another one of those backwards tunes. I drew a picture of a man in a hot air balloon cuz somehow this song reminds me of a hot air balloon lifting off into the sky. But that might be because balloons are on my mind: I recorded a song earlier today with a balloon in it.

For anyone new to this here blog - when I say "backwards song," what I mean is that I performed one of my own songs backwards. I've gotten into the habit of posting the backwards version of a song the week before I post the regular, forwards version of it.

Friday, September 7, 2018

Gross Food


This might be my favoritest 2018 song, to date. It's a song about how I felt when my 2 cats died. When I say, "There used to be three of us but now there's only one, the stupid leftovers when all is said and done," I'm basically saying, I feel like leftover food. Food that's been left behind. No one even wants to take it home in a doggie bag. I'm the stupid, gross, yucky food that no one wants to eat.

*When the song refers to a glass of orange juice with fish in it, I mean orange juice with extra pulp. Pulp makes me gag.

Here're two mixes of last week's song, played backwards. I did a second mix today cuz I wanted the rapping at the end to be more prominent in the mix.

Here are the lyrics, in case they're not easy to understand:

There used to be three of us / But now there’s only one / The stupid leftovers / when all is said and done

My sadness fills the whole / Stupid world out there / I wish that I could go and climb that golden stair

Everything is stupid now / and everything is gross / a single sampling of burnt and soggy toast

A noodle burnt onto the bottom of the pan/ a scrambled egg that got all gross and then it ran

I think I’ll go out and I think I will get stoned / a chicken with no bones / I think it’s been deboned

A stupid listening and every single day / is just a stupid battleship that has turned gray

A piece of cheese that has decided to grow mold/ a heated dinner that’s been left out in the cold

A glass of orange juice that’s got lots and lots of fish / a burnt and soggy terrible Tuesday dinner dish

I wish I could go up Heaven’s stair/ Go upstairs and see my friends up there

I want to go  upstairs upstairs

I want to go upstairs upstairs

Friday, August 31, 2018

Backwards Gross Food



 Geez, man, I didn't know what to call this here backwards tune, so, like, I put next week's song's title in the title. Next week, you'll find out that this here song's got gross food in it. The picture is of 2 guys looking at a sunrise because the song sounds like a sunrise to me.

Friday, August 24, 2018

God Save The Queen Tonight




 This here new song is called "God Save The Queen Tonight," not to be confused with "God Save The Queen." It might be about Queen Elizabeth, pictured above, or it might be about another queen altogether. I'm not sure yet, myself. In any event, I apologize to Time magazine for stealin' your fine picture of Queen Elizabeth...but, rest assured, I'm not gonna be makin' any money offa stealin' your picture, Time magazine.


 Oh, yeah, and here's what last week's song would sound like if you turned it around backwards.

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Neewk uth Viess Dog



Geez, man, this is the first of my non- Corky Album related songs. I'm not sure what all to say about this one except that it sounds like it's about dogs, and it's the backwards version of next week's song. If you tune in next week, you'll get to see that this song's all about royalty and shit. Lots of people are into royalty, and this here song indulges in that into-royalty-ness.

This comic don't have nuthin' to do with this here song...except that it's guys in the morning...guys in the morning who are zombies because they haven't had their coffee yet. The morning-aspect of it signifies the new-begnning-ish nature of this here song. You know, this is the first of the next bunch of songs, the 2018 songs, and that makes it a new beginning. That might be a reach. I'm probably just making an excuse so I can post this here comic cuz I did it this morning and got some amusement out of it.

Friday, August 10, 2018

Rudy's Death Song Song



This is the last song I'm ever gonna post ever again for the Corky album. Geez, man, it's strange and hard to believe. I've been doin' this since early 2017. In any event, this is the first song on the album where Corky tries to communicate with Rudy. Then Corky notices that Rudy's got his own death song stuck in his head. The verse is Corky talkin' to Rudy and the chorus is old Rudy's death song. I think if I had a death song, it might sound like this one. Yesiree.

This is last week's song if you play it backwards. The enunciation o' the words turned out pretty good on this one, yesiree.

For anyone new to this blog, the album I'm discussing is based on the movie, Skins. (Spoiler Alert)... It follows this character, Corky Red Tail, into the afterlife cuz he gets murdered in the beginning of the movie. Then he's joined by Mogie and Verdell, who both die of alcoholism in one way or another. The three of them work together to try to get a message to Corky's mom that he's okay in the afterlife. The most likeliest candidate to do that is Rudy, Mogie's brother, because all three of them knew Rudy when they were alive, so they're all connected to him in one way or another.

Friday, August 3, 2018

Backwards Rudy's Death Song Song


Geez, man, I can't believe this day has come. This is the last backwards song of the Corky album. Next week's post will be the last song of the forwards-version of the album, in its entirety. It's not the last song on the actual album, though - that was last week's song. This week's song is the last song I recorded cuz I realized there was an additional song that needed to be recorded, to fill in a gap in the plot of the rock-opera-thingy.

Those are backwards crows on the loop thingy.

Man-alive, it was down to the wire. I recorded this little ditty just today. If I hadn't, I'd've fallen behind in my blogging schedule. That gave me anxiety.

Friday, July 27, 2018

Corky's Mother Saw It



This is the penultimate Corky Album posting. Or, I guess I should say it's the penultimate song, but there're 2 songs after this one cuz one of them'll be the backwards version. Then I'll start posting more general songs. This song's unusual in that it's not narrated by any of the characters. It's more of an omnipresent observer commenting on stuff. I think this'd be the song in the closing credits if this here rock opera thingy ever got made into a thing that'd have closing credits. Yeah, I think that's about right - this is a closing credits song.

 This is last week's song if you play it backwards.

For anyone new to this blog, the album I'm discussing is based on the movie, Skins. (Spoiler Alert)... It follows this character, Corky Red Tail, into the afterlife cuz he gets murdered in the beginning of the movie. Then he's joined by Mogie and Verdell, who both die of alcoholism in one way or another. The three of them work together to try to get a message to Corky's mom that he's okay in the afterlife. The most likeliest candidate to do that is Rudy, Mogie's brother, because all three of them knew Rudy when they were alive, so they're all connected to him in one way or another.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

Dab Tath Ton Rosnith



This is a sad sounding backwards song. It's about as sad as a backwards song can get, I'd imagine.

Friday, July 13, 2018

Trickster Wanna Bother Everybody and Me



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In this song, Corky gets cheered up when Mogie and Verdell tell him it's alright to be naughty. Indeed, being naughty is the way in which Corky can accomplish his goal (telling his mother he's alright in the spirit world). 

Weird version of trickster wanna bother
This is last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

For anyone new to this blog, the album I'm discussing is based on the movie, Skins. (Spoiler Alert)... It follows this character, Corky Red Tail, into the afterlife cuz he gets murdered in the beginning of the movie. Then he's joined by Mogie and Verdell, who both die of alcoholism in one way or another. The three of them work together to try to get a message to Corky's mom that he's okay in the afterlife. The most likeliest candidate to do that is Rudy, Mogie's brother, because all three of them knew Rudy when they were alive, so they're all connected to him in one way or another.

Friday, July 6, 2018

Word Search



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This is one of those backwards songs where it sez stuff in English. It, like, a song about going off on a word-search. 

Friday, June 29, 2018

Death Songs Song



In this song, Rudy thinks he has Mogie's and Verdell's and Corky's death songs stuck inside his head. In reality, they're singing those songs to him from the spirit world. Y'know how, when spirits talk to people, people often confuse that communication with their very own thoughts? That's what's happening here.

I did 2 mixes of last week's song. This one is more rhythm section-heavy, if you wanna listen to something with a big-sounding sound.
 I did a mix with higher vocals so you could hear the lyrics better.

For anyone new to this blog, the album I'm discussing is based on the movie, Skins. (Spoiler Alert)... It follows this character, Corky Red Tail, into the afterlife cuz he gets murdered in the beginning of the movie. Then he's joined by Mogie and Verdell, who both die of alcoholism in one way or another. The three of them work together to try to get a message to Corky's mom that he's okay in the afterlife. The most likeliest candidate to do that is Rudy, Mogie's brother, because all three of them knew Rudy when they were alive, so they're all connected to him in one way or another.

Friday, June 22, 2018

Romey Neh Nay Nearthon




Here's another backwards song. This is the backwards version of one of my favorite songs on the album I'm posting, yesiree. I was all happy with the way this song and next week's song turned out.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Death Song Medley


I'm posting 4 days early because I'm not gonna be in a place that has internet later this week. I mainly recorded this song for shits and giggles, but you'll find out week-after-next that it actually does move the plot along. In this song, Mogie, Verdell, and Corky all decide to sing their death songs at the same time to see how they blend together.

The high pitched voice sings part of the song backwards because I found that it was getting too darn repetitive. That's why last week's backwards-song is partially in English.

 Here's last week's song if you play it backwards.

For anyone new to this blog, the album I'm discussing is based on the movie, Skins. (Spoiler Alert)... It follows this character, Corky Red Tail, into the afterlife cuz he gets murdered in the beginning of the movie. Then he's joined by Mogie and Verdell, who both die of alcoholism in one way or another. The three of them work together to try to get a message to Corky's mom that he's okay in the afterlife. The most likeliest candidate to do that is Rudy, Mogie's brother, because all three of them knew Rudy when they were alive, so they're all connected to him in one way or another.

Friday, June 8, 2018

Backwards Medley Thingy

This is the next backwards song on the album thingy I'm posting. It's got three different voices that sing different melodies together. When I finished, I wondered if it sounded a bit like Bach. But I dunno, man. I'm not as sophisticated as old J.S. Bach was. See, the picture is supposed to be Bach being not sure of what to think of this song. But I dunno if it looks very much like Bach.


In any event, the complexity of figuring out the backwards version of a song with 3 vocal melodies necessitated the use of a spread sheet. See?


This is my first spreadsheet-song.

Friday, June 1, 2018

Together



After Corky expresses discouragement about Verdell and Mogie being dead, because he wanted them go get the message to his mom that he's alright, Verdell and Mogie tell him that their being dead might be to Corky's advantage. If the three of them work together, they can communicate more effectively with the living. Like, you know, if they pool all of their voices together, it'll be louder than just one spirit shouting. They make plans to communicate with Mogie's brother, Rudy, and try to get him to get the message to Corky's mom.

Here's last week's song, but how it sounds if you turn it around backwards.

For anyone new to this blog, the album I'm discussing is based on the movie, Skins. (Spoiler Alert)... It follows this character, Corky Red Tail, into the afterlife cuz he gets murdered in the beginning of the movie. Then he's joined by Mogie and Verdell, who both die of alcoholism in one way or another. The three of them work together to try to get a message to Corky's mom that he's okay in the afterlife. The most likeliest candidate to do that is Rudy, Mogie's brother, because all three of them knew Rudy when they were alive, so they're all connected to him in one way or another.