Monday, September 2, 2013

slut

i make music. bad music but at least i try. anyway in light of certain recent events, I thought that half the human population needed some clarification on relationships... yeah. also screw labels.

https://soundcloud.com/570rm/slut

(i made it mostly on my iPhone using iMaschine)







Wednesday, July 17, 2013

every scar tells a story

here's a pretty basic/boring piano soundscape to accompany my musings :)
https://soundcloud.com/570rmxiii/every-scar-tells-a-story


Lately I've been fascinated by scars. Each scar is uniquely yours and symbolizes a time when you were stronger than whatever challenged you. Your skin grew back tougher, thicker- marking you as braver than before. Scars are second chances and also an insight into the human who bears them. Chances are you remember the stories behind yours because they've made you who you are. 

So tell me, what are the best stories your scars tell?



i love you


Monday, June 3, 2013

maintain the mystery


Oops I think this just became a photography blog. Well kind of. As usual, my musical output isn't really anything impressive but I have been working on photography stuff so I uploaded some. I hope that's ok!

To start with, here's a really old shot that I just re-edited



Friday, May 24, 2013

new stuff

First things things first:
https://soundcloud.com/570rmxiii/piano-improv-1

And then some random photography :)
 
 



My Pinterest (where there's a lot more): http://pinterest.com/thegilpinterest/my-pictures/
there's other stuff too but I am 100% sure no one actually cares haha

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

don't talk about it

I promise you, I'm not
Too pretty to talk to. I'm not
Pretty enough that you would ever want to.
If you hit me up, I return your calls.
There's no chase but that is far from my only flaw.
I am used to my back against the wall.
Wallflower, I guess that might be my fault.
And I am never on the ball,
I'm taking easy classes and I'm failing them all.
Now I know just what not to do.
Even on a bad day she attracts the bi's
And to my D she got a 95.
Can I blame it all on the size of the thighs
Or does she rely on her eyes?
That last guy was a fast high.
She said hello and then goodbye.
Sometimes I know she covers her eyes.
If she can't see the truth she can believe lies.
Sure, it's easier
If we don't talk about it
But everybody knows that she'd be
Better off without this.
I don't see
A problem until
Does she love him?
Will she next year
When he's still failing?

We

Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it.
We
Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it.

Friday, March 22, 2013

NZT


There is way too much to be done these days. Stupid shit like studying which for some reason takes like 987764652x as much time and effort for me than any other human. And on top of that I'm lazy. So my only time left is pretty much reserved for sleeping and complaining how busy I am, kind of like I'm doing now.

I came across some new music the other day and for some reason really connected with it. Surprisingly it's borderline classical, but the lack of lyrics frees your mind to wander and by the end of it you've scripted the next Citizen Kane and feel like you're on NZT from Limitless. Since I usually only ever blog about my own stuff, I thought this by Einaudi deserved a shoutout:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zq1hPXJPtto
See if it does for you what it did for me.

Aaaand there it is.

https://soundcloud.com/570rm/atmospheric
Don't tell me you didn't see that one coming :)

XXX

Storm