Talk the talk. Walk the walk.

Make the make, do the do, Can The Can.

Be the be or Be to be. (Be the ball)

Can to can?

Do to do, make to make.

Walk to walk. Talk to talk.

NICE TO NICE.

I could’ve sworn I had more ice related piano songs than two – including ICE FLAKES – but I guess facts are more right than my hazy impression.

That’s ok. I can live with only two. Although… I’ve got my piano, fingers & brains and it’s freezing out there!

Or should I take a trip to the Bahamas? My skin sure would appreciate it…

Anyway, todays keywords are: Coldness, calmness, beauty of the winter, moisturizer & long johns.

Fender Stratocaster, old buddy. Good to see you again! I am gladder than gladstone to see that we’re still friends.

Yes, let’s kick off this year with some rock music.

MONDO DISMO is the highlighted part of the blog which you may click.

Points for you if you get the title even remotely. All the points.

And no googling there! Back off, hands up! Freeze!

Another year has passed. Good riddance, if you ask me. I’ve – or should I say we’ve – had better years, right?

So, what bugged me the most in 2021?

Well, those songs, usually at least decent ones, that got stuck in my head!

Here’s a couple of nasty ones:

– Killer by Van Der Graaf Generator
– Burnin by Blue Öyster Cult
– Limelight by Rush

… It’s the darnest thing… I had a clear winner here… Song that tormented me all through the year… But… It just seems that… It is gone… And I can’t remember what it was!

Well shoot & yay. I’ll inform you later, if the bugger makes a comeback.

TAKE CARE, friends.

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Last week we talked about being slightly out-of-tune, and how it really doesn’t matter.

Well, I think ESSI would’ve been slightly better without those few notes that are slightly “off”.

On the other hand, there’s like 4 of ’em in the whole tune, out of like many, many notes.

Hmm, how many notes there are in that tune in question? Hundreds? Thousands? Slightly more?

For a while, I toyed with the idea of counting all the notes in there. But no. That would be insane. I’d go slightly mad!

Instead, I counted the notes in the first bar of the tune: 12.

You do the rest.

So, today’s Independence Day.

Our little tune for the day is MAD MADDER KING. It’s chiptune-orchestral fun with some intentional out of tuning.

I found the lead synth sound so funny, so I wanted to keep it that way, although hearing it is partly painful.

Out of tune, out of key, out of time, those are just stupid man-made concepts of forced order.

Footballer playing (brilliantly) out-of-position, liquorice in a salty dish, pedal steel guitar in a disco song… Now that’s some truly cool stuff!

“I’m not hungry. Freedom!”

Aka. the post that was written before the tune in question was even finished.

So, christmas music time it is.

What the heck, man!? Christmas music in november? That’s outrageous, egregious, proposterous!

Chill out dude. I consider this week to be the first of december, because things, like calendar.

Well then, how can you write about something that’s still under construction?

Simple. HYRSKYN MYRSKYN is almost done. I just wanted to take a little break before the final touches, and I thought to be efficient and write stuff in the meantime.

Hmph. I guess that’s ok.

Happy December folks!

NOTHING FANCY HA.

Well, that’s because there’s really nothing fancy there… Just heavily riffin’ thrash metal type of fun.

This time I went with a lighter metal song title. No need always for rivers of red, tales of the inevitable doom and hordes and hordes of skeletons with swords & spells & stuff.

It’s the darnest thing… Lately I’ve had this itch to play, listen and produce some good ol’ metal. And not just thrash, but also the nastier kind of stuff. Like blue, gray, death… maybe even black!

I guess it’s the effects of negative age kicking in. Hooray!

Is it blue or is it red?
What you hear is what you get
Greeting with a mighty roar
Makes you scared ‘n maybe more

Whispering behind your ear
Voice well-known also so clear
Location just goes to show
You should listen the RUJO