Legit, though, I was raised on Daft Punk so their recent resurgence with the kids kinda has me going "welcome to the club"
Daft Punk are a good example of that i'm talking about actually
pretty much every house producer in the universe has put out at least a few singles worth of disco edits. it's like the house version of playing jazz standards.
but if you do it in LP FORMAT with A ROBOT SCHTICK and some VOCODERS you're the coolest thing on two feet
Legit, though, I was raised on Daft Punk so their recent resurgence with the kids kinda has me going "welcome to the club"
Daft Punk are a good example of that i'm talking about actually
pretty much every house producer in the universe has put out at least a few singles worth of disco edits. it's like the house version of playing jazz standards.
but if you do it in LP FORMAT with A ROBOT SCHTICK and some VOCODERS you're the coolest thing on two feet
Daft Punk have pop appeal, which is something I suspect you don't really care about.
They have quite a few memorable songs I think. I haven't heard enough house music to compare, but Daft Punk doesn't seem passable or even just decent to me.
being fair: the robot shtick has more or less gotten DP to the point that they are nowadays, but I think it's okay because they have the talent to back up the glitzy image
that, and as far as the mainstream is concerned Pharrell could (and did) shit out a single full of scat and it'd go triple (nay, quadruple) platinum
I think that it's at least partly because Daft Punk are a lot less "anonymous" than most house artists. I mean, it's not like they're super-egotistical rockists or whatever, but they have an image that people can grab onto.
pretty much every house producer in the universe has put out at least a few singles worth of disco edits. it's like the house version of playing jazz standards.
Reminds me of how Black Box had a cover of "Fantasy" by Earth Wind & Fire on Dreamland...
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
It's like, you're a little 10 year old boy, and you like boys, and you think boobs are yucky, and the other boys are talking about what they want to do with their dicks, and you don't get it, and when you do start to be attracted to girls as well, it doesn't seem the same at all. You wish you could hang out with the girls and be accepted by them. You wish your family would stop foisting "manliness" on you and you don't get why you would rather play house and dress up dolls than play with trucks and action figures. You wonder when you will start to be interested in sex. It never happens. Then, as the march toward social isolation proceeds ever onward, you start getting turned on by fucked up hentai and BDSM and fetishes on the internet and you don't get why you like this stuff. You wonder when you will start wanting to fuck girls and look at them naked. It never happens. You have the slow and worried realization that this is permanent. You don't know what to do with your dick when it gets hard. It's weeks after your first accidental orgasm that you realize you are experiencing sexual stimulation. You are now ashamed of yourself. You realize you are really fucking jealous of girls. You want to put things in your vagina, but you don't have one. You want to look pretty, but you can't. You realize, slowly, that you are more than just a nerd: you have a lot of problems and a lot of bad experiences that most children don't have, and you blame yourself because you won't know what autism is until a decade later. Time goes on, you try very hard and fail to be masculine, you slowly realize something even deeper is wrong with you because you can't read your peers anymore and you are having shattering realizations about what normal people do and why everyone hates you, and you still are really fucking jealous of girls, and you don't know how a boy is supposed to act, especially to get the status symbol known as a "girlfriend." You get a girlfriend and you have zero interest in her; in fact, you try to keep her at a distance because even though she is a validation of your penis and thus grants you the basic ability to interact with other boys, it makes you uncomfortable to be intimate with her, and you wish you were prettier. You talk to a sort-of-kind-of female friend about how you want to be feminine. By this point you've known for several years that there are things seriously wrong with you. You still don't get it; you still try to fill the role given to you. And then, once you are finally, at last, totally alone and isolated in your lifestyle, and you rediscover the Internet, you slowly realize and accept the various things that you are. I guess.
Some Nights was everything I disliked about the Format guy's songwriting, just with more production to make it Top 40 friendly. And I don't care for the current state of the Top 40.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Oh, don't apologize, I'm not upset or anything. It's just that it's a personal issue and I don't really feel this is the venue for it.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
bluh, wasn't trying to criticize you, Miko
*runs and hides in her corner for socially awkward children*
I actually had a pretty bad special ed teacher during third grade myself.
I don't remember all the details, but I don't like what I do remember.
I finally got an IEP in 9th grade so I wouldn't have to go to juvenile hall or anything and my special ed teacher was generally really nice and helpful, but then she retired and she was the one holding my academic career together. >_>
i had a sandwich like an hour ago but it was on this bread that was so lousy that i wrapped it in a bag and threw it down the stairs
I laughed out loud at the idea of a sandwich being so terrible you not only decided it wasn't worth eating, but that it wasn't worth putting in the garbage.
I finally got an IEP in 9th grade so I wouldn't have to go to juvenile hall or anything and my special ed teacher was generally really nice and helpful, but then she retired and she was the one holding my academic career together. >_>
Yeah, my special ed teachers after that one ranged from decent to pretty good. One in particular helped me quite a bit during high school.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
From what I can recall of high school, my special ed teachers ranged from meh to pretty nice people. My teachers in the core subjects were similar in that regard, though I have particularly fond memories of a few of them.
As for the whole sexuality tangent, I'm still not really sure what my sexuality is. I guess it's kinda sorta like asexuality if you squint a bit, but I'm not 100% certain on it. Though oddly, it doesn't really bother me. I guess I just want to get all my other life stuff in order before I start figuring out how exactly my sexuality works.
@Lee: An est freak? Jesus Christ. My mom knew the family of the guy who formed that. He claimed he was going to the hardware store one day and left without a word. They thought that he had died. Apparently the one time that she met him after he came back (many years later, for his daughter's wedding), she thought that he was just the creepiest motherfucker.
Yeah, I didn't know it at the time, but a lot of the bizarre team-building exercises and the rather confrontational group therapy sessions were very much influenced by the LGAT movement (which was still big amongst "behavior modification" types). The school eventually lost its accreditation and went out of business, and the land it was on (an old farm) was plowed under and turned into houses. :P
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because Renaud Bedard, the sole programmer on Fez, is hella and is the primary reason why it's so awesome to play
that, and as far as the mainstream is concerned Pharrell could (and did) shit out a single full of scat and it'd go triple (nay, quadruple) platinum
/bitchywhinyangstyboringmiko