Showing posts with label A Homemade Studio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Homemade Studio. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

How Do You Do

I was once a coward fool
Who thought that he screamed but he was whispering
Could you hear me behind that wall?
Could you feel my heart standing tall?
I was leaving you there, naively thinking
That you would wait for me
Now it’s been awhile, but I know, that the blush has struck me again
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Are you looking for me?
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Are you waiting for me?
Here I am with nothing left
Just a pale glance and a lousy stare
And awkward words to greet your face
The very face that had dazed my senses
The sky looks so blue, the trees are green
The sun is clear with no hint of rain
Now can’t you see, I’m tripping off words to say
But how do you do, how do you do
Would you care to know me?
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Can we start this over?
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Are you looking for me?
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Are you waiting for me?
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Would you care to know me?
Hello how do you do, how do you do
Can we start this over?
Hello how do you do
Would you shake this cold hand?

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Bricks in the Wall : An Epiphany

I’d walk my way veer off the door
For I would pack my stuff and go
The air is forcing me to run
Across the town I’m hiding in
I’m sick of buildings on the street
And I would swim against the stream
I leave the green upon the trees
I let the grass feel the same way
Oh, I’ll run away
I’d come into the forest to see my face
Covered up with fears of the things that unclear
And the shadows darken by the fading sun
I’d mend my pace to a complete darkness
Until I can see the reflection of the real world
Of the real me
Then I’d realize that of all I’ve done
I’m nothing but a brick
Oo oh, oo oo oh
I’m just a brick in the wall
Oo oh, oo oo oh
I’m just a brick in the wall
No matter where I go,
No matter where I run
No matter where I stay
I’m just a brick in the wall
No matter what I have
No matter what I know
No matter what I’ve done
I’m just a brick in the wall
Can you see my face, full of uncertainty?
Just like yours, puzzled by reality
Can you feel my hands, cold and shaking like hell?
Chilled by the wind, but I’m sure you’d understand
Cause we’re just the same
Flesh and bones
We’re kids of the Earth
We’re just bricks in the wall
If one of us falls
There’d be a hole
The Earth starts to crumble
Cause we’re the bricks
Of the wall of the world
We’re all the same bricks
Of the wall of the world
Let’s deal with reality
Ha a a a, ha a a a
Ha a a a, ha a a a

I’m just a brick in the wall
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Thursday, June 13, 2013

I Want The World to Listen! - An Introvert Anthem


Alright, so I can finally finish this longtime project. Since January I've been working with this, and though the result is not 100% worth watching, but it's quite a pleasure for me to share. Actually my mind was crumbled and i couldn't find a more specific concept for this work, and as you can see - if you do watch this -  everything is such a mess. Nothing seems quite in its place, I mean that the sources are vary, the concepts of each frame are also different and it can not be considered as something that is more specific. And I also want to thanks people of whose videos I use here in this video. Thanks alot, even though I don't know exactly the owner of this, but I want to state that some parts of the Video (not the audio) belong to other people around the world.

But, I want to emphasize the idea of the music and the song, despite of the lack of concepts chain within the video. This song implies a lonesome guy who has a very different perspective from other people and this perspective brings him to some kind of a pitiful life that it's hard to find people that consider his idea and left him unacknowledged. Nevertheless, he still pursue his dream with his own way and perspective since he tries not to care what people think about him even though it's quite hard for him.

It can be said that this song is an anthem of an introvert that concerns more on himself and self awareness and not so care about the society. Maybe he seems that he doesn't care about the society, but no one knows that deep within his heart he dreams of changing bad mind set of people into a better one that can bring bright  daylight for the future.


Thanks alot everyone.
P.S. The audio was created mostly using Fruity Loops Studio and the Video was composed mostly using Sony Vegas Pro. The idea? It was a pass by idea, lol
Please enjoy the video
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Saturday, March 2, 2013

A Song About Her


She is the light in the dark,

She is mad-source of mine,

Where I’ll lean down my heart

She’s like the flowers in the spring,

There’s no reason I have

I long by her charm

I gazed upon the stars

When I tried to realize

That she was there, she was there,

She was there right in front of me

                Down from her cheekbones to knees,

                She looks pretty she smiles,

                The way she turns me to haze, making me uneasy,

                She attracts the world,

                By her dulcet looked eyes,

                She is stopping the world to see her blissful face

                Won’t let her lip get a scratch,

                To keep her smile stay alive,

                To feel the breath of the eve of this beauty night

                Pour my tears to dust

                Turn my dreams to real,

                And now I’m getting to let her know

She’s glancing right through me now,

Freezing me into ice,

My eyes won’t even blink

She’s the mascot of grace

She stares through the sky

Even glaring the moon light

                Down from her cheekbones to knees,

                She looks pretty she smiles,

                The way she turns me to haze, making me uneasy,

                She attracts the world,

                By her dulcet looked eyes,

                She is stopping the world to see her blissful face

                Won’t let her lip get a scratch,

                To keep her smile stay alive,

                To feel the breath of the eve of this beauty night

                Pour my tears to dust

                Turn my dreams to real,

                And now I’m getting to let her know

Dear Christmas angel, send this letter pass it to her just to let her know,

My humming bird, tweet this to her, tell her that I’m so in love with her

Just to find, whether she’s so in love with me too,

Cause she’s so amazing, she’s the queen of the night

                Down from her cheekbones to knees,

                She looks pretty she smiles,

                The way she turns me to haze, making me uneasy,

                She attracts the world,

                By her dulcet looked eyes,

                She is stopping the world to see her blissful face

                Won’t let her lip get a scratch,

                To keep her smile stay alive,

                To feel the breath of the eve of this beauty night

                Pour my tears to dust

                Turn my dreams to real,

                And now I’m getting to let her know

Listen at Soundcloud

Listen at Purevolume

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