I’m so fucking ripclit.
Some guy just caught his girlfriend cheating on him with a “junkie” in an SUV parked across the street from my house. I watched the man, who had cleverly parked his car down the street, sneak up on the SUV like some sort of bald ninja, open the rear door, which was foolishly left unlocked, in turn revealing two half naked figures in the back seat doing the dirty. After verbally decimating both individuals at seemingly superhuman decibel levels, the (soon to be ex) boyfriend proceeded to slap the pant-less man across the face, take his hat, and the key to his vehicle while shouting “She’s your girl now. Walk home”.
So this song is pretty much done now. This is arranged for a band (there are ~5 guitar tracks a vocal melody, drums, bass, etc…
But I put the midi through 8-bit so voila, boss battle for those who can’t suspend what they’re listening to long enough to hear the parts themselves
As a music major I should probably have a working understanding of theory (but no)
Whatever key this is in, there’s a chromatic drop in the chorus that I’m vry much proud of cause’ it’s neat
I wish I didn’t end up having so many conversations where I’m wondering “how did you make it this far with such a miniscule capacity for reasoning?”
Band was drunk this eve, so in a moment of passionate debate we destroyed the table. It turned out to be hollow and the inside was a lattice of cardboard octagons (think beehive) and all I could think was “clever girl…”
Scoring a symphonic orchestral piece. Chord progression and general sense of ‘haunted Norwegian village’ courtesy of Eric.
Come check out my band Kerrigan this Friday at the Worcester Palladium!