I look at my guitar from across the room


sometimes

[url]http://www.box.net/shared/2jpm1rbf9uivdhfbmgzn[/url]

here is me playing and singing guitar

but that last mutation is so good

SO GOOD

i love that piece

I'm very much like that. I've recently started classical guitar, and having to get caught up on rudimentary technique and theory type stuff so I have a long crawl. I'd improvise as my main practice method for the 5 years before that.

plow you can't fucking sing dude. just please stop.

i covered my guitar in some stickers with cartoons of cats and dogs with angel wings and crowns of thorns around their heads

come to think of it they're actually really creepy

[QUOTE]plow you can't fucking sing dude. just please stop.[/QUOTE]If you agree to stop singing i think haz would do it too and we'd all be happy

[QUOTE=christsimpson;18681697]I'm hanging out on + come hang out on plus [url]http://gplus.to/alexanderberntsen[/url][/QUOTE]

LOL wear r u

[IMG]http://images.memegenerator.net/instances/280x280/9280630.jpg[/IMG]

real talk

my guitar has loads of scratches on the top from when i was playing flamenco with a 20p coin

i dont sing though

[QUOTE=fingers mccoy;18681728]but that last mutation is so good

SO GOOD

i love that piece[/QUOTE]

still enjoying la folia

wow haz, tuning is not a priority for you, eh

I fucking rule man

[QUOTE=fingers mccoy;18681739]wow haz, tuning is not a priority for you, eh[/QUOTE]

lost my tuner that day

I found it the next morning

[QUOTE=Haz;18681727][url]http://www.box.net/shared/2jpm1rbf9uivdhfbmgzn[/url]

here is me playing and singing guitar[/QUOTE]

the extra (and quite intricate I may add) attention to harmony really makes that song shine, and nice recording quality.

http://www.guitarworld.com/limp-bizkits-fred-durst-will-star-new-sitcom-called-douchebag-yes-douchebag

[QUOTE=Haz;18681742]lost my tuner that day

I found it the next morning[/QUOTE]

come on man that is no excuse

[QUOTE=SugarCoatedSour;18681743]the extra (and quite intricate I may add) attention to harmony really makes that song shine, and nice recording quality.[/QUOTE]

lol I was just fucking around

thanks though. but i'll stick to synths and drum machines

[QUOTE=adb;18681744]http://www.guitarworld.com/limp-bizkits-fred-durst-will-star-new-sitcom-called-douchebag-yes-douchebag[/QUOTE]

i'll fucking kill myself if i read this

[QUOTE=fingers mccoy;18681745]come on man that is no excuse[/QUOTE]

it was literally a case of me picking my acoustic guitar up after not having played it for roughly 6 months and recording that

my girlfriend put it as her ringtone lol, she says my voice is very "masculine" :lol:

[url]http://www.box.net/shared/724j0s3g7y[/url]
there's me fucking around with guitar and my vocal sample at the end which sounds indecipherable

$uar coate $our

u r cancer man

[QUOTE=Haz;18681748]it was literally a case of me picking my acoustic guitar up after not having played it for roughly 6 months and recording that

my girlfriend put it as her ringtone lol, she says my voice is very "masculine" :lol:[/QUOTE]



reminds me of the dumb slut that tried to fuck me cuz she liked Pink and yellow lol

what does she think of grumble cunt

[QUOTE=SugarCoatedSour;18681750][url]http://www.box.net/shared/724j0s3g7y[/url]
there's me fucking around with guitar and my vocal sample at the end which sounds indecipherable[/QUOTE]

sounds like a Pink & Yellow b-side

MX wai u not hangout on + it would freak my friends if randoms came hanging

everything but the drums was nylon string guitar.

i might make music

[QUOTE=lukeskywalkertakingadump;18681762]$uar coate $our

u r cancer man[/QUOTE]

you gonna stick around and get ill, brochek?

this song is nice sugar coated sour

any one that hasnt listend to my weird awkwar pop experiments should listen to this one

[url]http://www.box.net/shared/4evo32jzu6kk744azm3u[/url]

[QUOTE=christsimpson;18681768]MX wai u not hangout on + it would freak my friends if randoms came hanging[/QUOTE]


especially if ur a fucking weirdo go go go

watchin degra$$i w/ my bro aaron

remembers when I got stoned and listened to The Pink & Yellow Tapes, specifically [I]Pink Robots[/I]

I sent Alex a message on FB of how in awe I was over his artistic statement, I was dead serious about experiencing a kind of profound, overwhelming sense of fulfillment

it's kind of wack, simple with some interesting use of the effects. I typically don't like the acid style effects but constructively can understand it. Ya awkward and simple but the individual pieces could work with some accompaniment. @drugstep.

[QUOTE=lukeskywalkertakingadump;18681781]watchin degra$$i w/ my bro aaron[/QUOTE]

you're dying bro

if one person ever said that to me and meant it about my music I think it would be such a nice compliment

my Iranian fan who is rated all my EP's 5 stars on RYM doesn't count, he talks to me on yahoo sometimes and is a neo-nazi artist with a foot fetish who likes Boyd Rice

got him to post in the industrial thread for a while that was cool

here's like a 30 second track, it was the first one I made with a sample of my guitar. [url]http://www.box.net/shared/3ehndjc61y3bsb6gy70f[/url] really cheesy and sounds like a rare game or something.

[img]http://i.imgur.com/S21Rz.jpg[/img]

[QUOTE=SugarCoatedSour;18681784]it's kind of wack, simple with some interesting use of the effects. I typically don't like the acid style effects but constructively can understand it. Ya awkward and simple but the individual pieces could work with some accompaniment. @drugstep.[/QUOTE]

thats just a shitty experiment i never finished

[url]http://www.box.net/shared/sz3horvnsx1umj6pnui2[/url]

this is the last one i actually made a whole song out of , sold some copies of it yesterday

My first real Domme/sub experiences were with this girl named Brenda. She set the standard for me of what the relationship between boys and girls should be like. These are some of our stories.

I was in the 7th grade, Brenda was in the 8th grade. She was a big girl. Of course most girls that age are bigger than boys, and she was a year older than me, so she was naturally bigger. But more than that, she was built big. She was a big block of a girl, like a female wrestler. She was intimidating.

She was also a bully. No doubt about that. She would boss others around, and get into fights. She always said what she wanted whether she offended anyone or not.

We lived in the same neighborhood and took the same bus home. Eventually she started to notice me. One day she started dominating me, and for several years it never stopped.

She started ordering me to carry her books. I didn’t want to get in a fight with her, so I never argued.

At her home she started ordering me about. I guess you’d call it domestic service. It was always: “Get me a drink.” “Take of my socks and smell my toes.” “Clean the kitchen”.

As most young people do, she pushed the limits. I rarely complained, mostly because I was intimidated. And so she kept pushing the limits.

One day she decided to make it official. I don’t remember the exact words, but I remember some of the main actions. I remember that she pushed a chair against the door so I could not leave. Then her posture became aggressive. I was scared. She tackled me, pinned me, and tore my clothes off. She tied my hands.

She stood up, and told me something about me being her servant or plaything for the next year. I was to come her home every day after school and do whatever she asked. If I didn't do what she said, I would get a beating.

Then she dived in and gave me a beating. She did this so I know what it would be like. It was my first beating from anyone. She punched my stomach and she kicked me. Who knows how many times? I was still in shock and confusion. All I remember was getting a beating from this big bad girl.

The last parts of that day I do remember well. She pinned me down hard and made me promise to come every day, made me promise to obey. Then she gave me a warning I will never forget. She held her fist to my face and said “If you tell anyone about our arrangement, I will give you a black eye and a bloody lip. Got it?!”

I knew she could, because I’d seen her do it at school. I wasn’t going to mess with that.

She made me kiss her big ass, then she let me get dressed to go home.

At first I felt ashamed and confused. I kept to myself most of the time. My only social interaction was with her. I was too ashamed to talk to anyone else. I felt fear at the end of each day.

Then after a few days I started to feel pleasure. The activities we did each day gave me pleasure. Thinking about the activities later gave me pleasure. What was going on? How could this be?

I let her dominate me. I wanted her to dominate me. I didn’t know anything about a BDSM lifestyle or any terminology, but I knew I Iiked it.

She did beat me up a lot. Punches and kicks were frequent. That was what she did most. Over time she tried other things that came to her mind. Some of the other frequent activities would be house cleaning, ass licking, bondage, and rape.

I learned how boys should interact with girls. Be subservient to females. Obey females. Sacrifice your body for females.

Early into the relationship one of the things my Bully Girl did most with me was making me a Human Punching Bag.

I had no term for it at the time, but that is what she did.

She quickly realized that she could use me as an outlet for her emotions.
I don’t know all of the turmoil inside her, but I do know that she would flare up easily and often get into fights. She told me several times that she could control it at school if she took it out on me.

She would tell me that I had no choice. She would sometimes remind me that if I told anyone then she would damage my face. If I kept quiet, then she would leave my face intact. Fair enough.

So if she had a bad day, she’d punch me and beat me. If a girl pissed her off at school, she took her anger out on me.

It did keep her out of trouble. She still got tough if one of the girls pissed her off, but she was less likely to pulverize the girl on a whim. That abuse now came to me.

Her feelings were usually real. You could always see it in her eyes. She was in a foul mood and needed to hurt someone. She would usually start by talking trash to me, getting in my face. She wanted to pick a fight.

She beat me in any number of ways. There wasn’t any singular method. She just used any method that she wanted at the time. Punches, Kicks, and Body Slams were some of her favorites. I would be stripped naked somewhere along the way.

She would do this until she got out all of her negative energy, then she’d let me up. She’d usually just watch tv after that.

I did enjoy it, at least most of the time. How could I enjoy being punched and kicked by a girl? I didn't know why, but I did enjoy it.

Sometimes I would even be aroused. That would get me into real trouble. In the middle of her punching or kicking me sometimes my cock would be pointing straight out. There was no hiding it. She would tease me about it. She would comment on it. Then she would beat me even more.

My erections spoke louder than anything I could ever say. If I ever complained about one of her beatings, she would remind me of my erections during previous beatings. She knew that even if it hurt right now, deep down I really enjoyed it.