All me and all 100% original. Chat with me in my undernet channel (pound sign)books. It's for readers of modern and classic literature. It's NOT for the transferring of copyrighted materials. You'll be banned if you try. My nick is catpuke.
Influences
Fuck my influences; if any of them ever get out of their ivory tower I'll be glad to give them free advertising/professional endorsement by listing them here. Bi-Polar Baby, Deluka, and many more in my top friends, are all musical artists of the absolute highest quality; all are "must-haves" in any music collection.
ALL OF MY MUSIC IS FREE TO DOWNLOAD, AS WELL AS BROADCAST ON ANY RADIO STATION! (Google my full name -- Matthew John Mortimer -- for many download sites.) All songs (except the classical piece) are from the forthcoming album titled, "Identity Crisis; 10 modern art songs." "Wooden Spoon" is a through-composed modal bossa nova in d sharp phrygian for voice and guitar. "Hunger" is through-composed in d minor with a recapitulation and is for voice, keyboard, and electric bass guitar. "Mother" is strophic in d minor and is for voice, vibraphone ensemble, sitar, and electric bass guitar. "To Be Old In The City" is through-composed in b locrian with a recapitulation and is for voice, harpsichord, and electric bass guitar. "Death Valley" is through-composed in e minor and is for voice, koto ensemble, and electric bass guitar (it is not about death or suicide--it's an allegory for a depressive episode--Death Valley is the geographical name of a very deep depression). "1st movement, moderato" is from Concerto for String Quartet in E Major (modern harmony). "Switching" is through-composed with a ritornello in f sharp minor and is for voice and electric bass guitar trio. "Christmas Lights" is a new, original Christmas song; it is strophic and in c sharp minor for voice, celesta, bells, any plucked string instrument, and electric bass guitar...........................................This is the only means I have to promote myself and humans have short attention spans. I consider myself very lucky if someone listens to the second song and reads the second comment before clicking on into cyber oblivion. Therefore, I am very sorry for deleting the ad, or "empty" messages, you post in my comment section.
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