This is War
THIS IS WAR - 30 Seconds to Mars (Cover by Batched.tumblr)
So, today I decided to record something that’s entirely outside my comfort zone - instead of musical or Celtic or slow ballads… I go for 30STM. This is dedicated to my friend Anieck, who absolutely loves 30STM~
The hardest part? The power in the chorus. I can’t get the raspy, screaming sort of sound that the original singer has, so to get my own sort of “power”, I had to belt most of the notes.
I hope it turned out well! :D
'Gay'stonCan we pretend this isn't me?
I JUST FOUND THIS AUDIO FILE AND I’M SOBBING.
… A few years ago (and by ‘a few’ I mean 5 or so) my sister and I wrote a really dumb a parody of “Gaston”…
And, for reasons I can’t remember, I tried to sing all of the parts myself in different (weird) voices. It was before I really knew how to edit things or layer audio correctly or use the computer properly… so it’S LITERALLY THE WORST THING I’VE EVER HEARD.
Pulse (original) - Cassandra K
whoa look an original i wrote that i actually like and since i am sharing it with you people im going to be very self conscious / sad if no one listens slash likes slash reblogs or whatever and i will take it down if i feel as if its being ignored k cool so ya if u listen and enjoy it you’re on my i love you for all eternity list k its called “pulse” goodbye
All in the Golden AfternoonLewis Carroll
My reading of Lewis Carroll’s ‘All in the golden afternoon’, the poem at the start of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. It recalls the famous riverboat excursion down the Isis in July 1862, when the ‘tale of Wonderland’ was first told to the Liddell sisters. It is worth noting that the three girls mentioned in the poem, Prima, Secunda and Tertia, are in fact Lorina, Alice and Edith Liddell respectively. There is a kind of haunting, even melancholic nostalgia to the poem, suggested by the beautiful final stanza:
Alice! a childish story take,
And with a gentle hand
Lay it where Childhood’s dreams are twined
In Memory’s mystic band,
Like pilgrim’s withered wreath of flowers
Plucked in a far-off land.