classic
I didn't understand a word she said
she spoke backward back
at 300 beats per minute
the village
they shunned her
hardcore style
at 300 beats per minute
she spoke backwards back
to the place she called home
with a box of rocks
and this delightful musicnoise
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Madness? Maybe, as this track grew out of another track I'm working on. I've tried just about everything I can think of, still can't get THE NOISE down. Same with Voodoo Children: grew out of another track, still can't get a good feel on the original track.
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Thank you very much! I'm going to try hard to fill the description box with /something/ every post. It's free and empty space, right?
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Madness, I love it :)
Beautiful work!
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i love your description :) good work on this :)
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The Jamboree goes on til the break of dawn!! Or, until those dance babies get really tired, because they have bedtimes. LOL!
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I coulda done better with the story... I used to write so well, but then, I've gotten out of the habbit... wouldn't take long to get back in, though...
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usually it goes something like this: "me? yeah, you know it! i'm smarter than a box of . . . wait a minute . . . let's just say 'just as smart as a box of . . ." or "i'm smarter than i loo-- . . .wait a minute . . . let's just say i'm just as smart as i look (pullfacehere)"
damn fine shtuff here brother; and the jamboree contiunues to reign as king of taggers. yes yer 'Dance Baby' majesty.
