Me (Protecious): Music, Production, Mixing, Mastering, Programming, Sampling, Instrumentation, Remixes, And also ALL artwork, graphics, logos, animations, album artwork & slideshow art!
Influences
"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: a human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.
To him, a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create - so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating."
-Pearl Buck
Sounds Like
A Refreshing, unique and original one of a kind thing...
Never lending his name to one confining style or dreadful cliche
of assembly line, mass produced sounds, Protecious blazes exciting trails
through the jungle of boredom that has come to define our culture's music,
whether mainstream or underground. He can best be described as a
feeling of unpredictability and hidden melody that never seems to make
sense, but leaves the listener craving their next fix like a
nymphomaniac on ecstasy. A different, new, fresh, almost clean-dirtiness that
fills your blood and makes you beg the question "what's next?" as you listen...
Protecious fills the void of excitement in your soul that other music leaves behind...
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Hey there brother! Just letting you know "Retreat" is a killer song! I am looking forward to listen to more of your work! hope the day is going well take care ~KK~
yo, I like ventana because I love the lyrics, the evil shit is what I like. I mean the world is already fucked up. people are sic all over the world, one fucking planet that holds billions of people yet we all treat each other like we weren't even humans. It's our fucking nature I guess from early mankind has acted the way we always have.
I am doing alright just been working and hanging out not alot really going on here. hope everything is going good and good luck with the music and everything.
thanks for the positive wishes Ken! I need a lot of it for this week, I've been under the weather for the last few days. hope to feel better soon, I don't like to feel sick and non productive, must stay busy busy worker bee...to feel good. much love xxoo
I absolutly agree. I have done alot of thinking latley. About life in general. I think back to certain things you tell me alot of the time, and the one about getting dirty when you hang out with dirt keeps popping into my head. I relized i never got rid of certain people before because i was too insecure to be alone. Even though i'd rather be alone.. i guess i just thought because someone was labeled your friend, that that were one. Not true at all. Im secure enough at this time, that i dont need to rely on anyone. Especially people i have wasted soo much time on, only to get stabed in the back in the end. I guess it's time to identify the true friends from the dirt, and although it's not easy, the process has already started, and nothing but good can come of it.
Thank you! That all means alot to me. I love hearing your thoughts, and your oppinions on the situation has made me much more confident in my decision.
I am having computer issues, sorry. what I had said was: yeah, I heard about the new Melvins album, and I hope they tour with Down close my way since Down is from here anyway. So far, no real close dates to me, but maybe after Sept. there will some near me. I hope. xxoo
Life has loveliness to sell— All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Climbing fire that sways and sings, And children’s faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup.
Life has loveliness to sell— Music like a curve of gold. Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit’s still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night.
Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost. For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been or could be.
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