Single Cell Software

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Techno that is not dark is usually called house music. They really wouldn't, nor couldn't, exist without each other. Two sides of a coin. Tech-house would be like the zinc center of American coins. But, it's different from the both others.

Yeah, that beat is only one measure long. But, to change with the song, I automate the hell out of their decay & tune. Along with that channel's reverb & delay. The title was going to be "Click-clack." Too close to Christmas to do that. I might scare the shit out of someone, like my brother, who listents to that year round.

There are a few beatbox kits that sound like brushes when the decay & punch are turned all the way down, and they're tuned all the way up. I'll start a song like that, with reverb & delay, and gradually bring everything together.

Such as in the attatched file.

And, my sister & brother-in-law wanted to move to the country. So, they bought a 30 acre farm that has been one of the few pick-your-own places with peaches, strawberries, blackberries, tomatoes, peppers, squash, and pecans. (It's pronounced puh-kon. A pee-can is what truckers use.) They know nothing, other than watering them, about plants. Water is scarce around here. But, they have a small well, and want to install greenhouses to help pay for the place steadily. The heat & drought killed the entire peach orchard. Why be dependent on the shitty weather here when they have me? I'm a dammned one man marching band! I'll set it up to be all but autonomous. A self-cleaning hydroponic system with a fast growing crop would be ideal. By self-cleaning, I mean to have algae eating fish that are big enough to eat & sell living amongst the plant roots. Having that set up as walls to aid central greenhouses' ability to be more climate controlled. My thought process envelopes boxes. Quite nicely, at that.

My bad. I keep forgetting that Beta testing is still in effect.

Being like this, as an artist, is not easy. It's a labor of love, sometimes. More often than not, for me, it holds me back from any & every thing which needs to be done. I get so engrossed with creating something different before finishing what I'm already working on that only when out of supplies or money is when I realize the time, day, date, and that I haven't sold shit. I was ADHD before having neurological damage. It was like turning on a light switch, and it got stuck "on." My best advice for you, and any aspiring artist, would be going to school. If anything, school will get one the necessary contacts for selling art. Harness your talent and refine yourself. Focus on, and lose not sight of, what you see in your mind. When you're tired, rest before you fuck it up. Criticism should be taken, and implemented, constructively. Never be ashamed & never be too proud of what you've made. Simplicity is always best, and also the most difficult. So work confidently... but, it's just art. Flawlessness reeks. Try to view your work from different emotional standpoints. The ones I try to develop are: empa, sympa, apa, and/or just plain pathetic. Use not a voice to speak in a manner that someone of another tongue can understand. Giving up is fine. Just don't quit. And most of all, fuck what anyone else thinks. You're the only critic that matters. If it's great, it's great. If it's shit....well, shit happens more than great happens. Get used to it.

Glad you enjoy my weird ass music. It comes from the heart.

Um....yeah. So, I just realized that the version I uploaded was the wrong one. It has been changed, and for much the better! It's a lot more clear. Since the delay was taken off a beatbox, and another beatbox was taken down a notch or ten to make it a little more melodic.

Sorry. I do shit like that nonstop.

They're all made with & exported from Caustic before uploading. Nothing more.

Make what you love & love what you make