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What I learned today:
How to write synthpop with a metalcore vocalist.

"Life is short, party naked."

So, Paden and I got a few songs written. Looks like it's going to be REALLY pop-ish now that we don't have to deal with Stevo and his prima donna act anymore.

Oh yeah, so here's how we came up with backgrounds today:

Me (at the keyboard): Okay... we can't decide on this one or this one... so... GIVE ME A RANDOM NUMBER.
Him: INFINITY!
Me: Between one and fifty. *rolls eyes*
Him: Oh. um.... 45.
Me: Okay! Now... give me another number between eighty and two-forty.
Him: Two-forty!
Me (thinking, 'Oh god...'): Um... oh--kay.... Now, give me a letter.
Him: Q.
Me: ...In the SCALE, genius.
Him: Ahm... *plays around with the keyboard, on the percussion settings that have the countdown numbers*
The keyboard: EIGHT. EIGHT. EIGHT. EIGHT-EIGHT-EIGHT-EIGHT-EH-EH-EH-EH-EHEHEHEH-A-A-A-A-A-A------
Me (slapping his hand and changing the settings): OKAY. I'LL TAKE THAT AS 'A'.
Him: *looks up dully* Huh?
Me: *fiddles around with the keyboard* Okay, now... we WILL use this, no matter how crazy it is. *presses SYNCHRO/START button*
The keyboard: BLEEEEEDADALADALADLADDABLEEEEEEEDADALADADLADALADA- BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDADALADADLADADLADA....
Me: ...Uh.

Then he started headbanging to it.

DUDES. THE TEMPO WAS 240. O_o

He swears it takes skill. I think it takes epilepsy.


Anyway... so. I'M HAPPY! Today was fun. I can totally see this working.

Oh... but.... Stevo said he'd crash the gig on the 3rd and BRING A KEYBOARD. I mean, that'll be comical enough in itself (seeing him lugging THAT thing onto the stage or what-have-you), but... yeah.

Both of us are SO mad at him....

Oh well. People like our music because it's weird. We were getting too normal.


Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... ^^;

Well... #'_'#
*salute*
><)))>

*quote at the top is from the new song, 'This Song is Thus' by Surroundsight.

THIS SONG IS THUS
I would throw a party
Of epic proportions.
A color between red and purple and pink.
We're shining the light on problem gaming;
Let's call in a blame storming session:
I blame Bungee and Valve.
Life is short, party naked.
If I were your werewolf... I'd be hairy.
POINT TOWARDS THE ENEMY.
That chicken done been violated....
Listening to this song will cause irreparable damage to your memory.
Oh wait--
Eggroll.