people kept asking me if i was ok
and im like
get w the program dude
of acid and didn’t tell Jeanee until we were at a small coffee shop in some town amidst the outskirts of your lake house. she was cool with it because i assured her that i wasn’t going to do backflips into oblivion while on your property. Jeanee then took me to a historical house where every room had a purpose. the bathroom was filled with dozens of tiny perfume jars and countless dusty grooming utensils from ye olden dayz. the hallways had giant important painted portraits (possibly velvet) & obscure player pianos perfectly centered beneath. my favorite part was getting there. to the lake house. the wind chimes were already singing as we peeled ourselves out of the car for good. i finally felt the dose. we got inside and set things down, but i managed to sneak away with a pen so i could record a soft tune on the chimes. that was one of my favorite parts. your dog hating me was one of my favorite parts. hanging off the end of the dock upside down, so that the water looked like the sky, was one of my favorite parts. you really oughta get out there and hang off your dock upside down someday - the sky looks like the water.
huge inspiration for my own beats in the past few months since i finished Funeral Beats,
rest in peace, DJ Rashad
Sparklebomb - Funeral Beats 8.0
Sparklebomb marks the passage of a lonely life on ‘Funeral Beats’. By employing the use of an individual’s desperate conversations with the outside world Sparklebomb is able to emphasize how tragic a person’s life can be. Everything is kept intelligible throughout the recording. His voice sounds needy on the opener ‘Dark Moon’. On the following track ‘Funeral Beats’ is an attempt at friendship one that seems too far away for him to ever reach. Melodies are kept mournful emphasizing his empty life. With the beats pulsing away trying to push forward there is no hope for him. What is strange is why such conversations even exist or warrant to be recorded. Perhaps what is on here is what surveillance normally hears when they tune into countless individual’s phone conversations. An organ tries to keep the tone almost like a religious experience. He continues to be submissive to the unseen individual on the telephone.
The recording techniques add to the overall feeling of despair. Various forms of tape manipulations serve as ways to further muddy the sonic waters. Such elements help contribute to the overall cloudy vibe of the collection itself. ‘I’m Home’ changes the vibe of the collection into something much more personal. Her voice sounds incredibly far away, trying to reach the listener from an unknowable distance. An organ hovers while the beats slowly collect themselves into a force to be reckoned with.
‘Funeral Beats’ is an incredibly personal collection the kind of thing so intimate listening feels like eavesdropping.
been working a lot with my coworker in his studio.
software is foreign to me but it’s easy to use.
these beats tho.