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I spend a ridiculous amount of time at dance clubs, demonstrating moves I have invented and perfected, such as the Dying Carp, the Somnambulant Octogenarian, and the Crazy Kat, where I consume KitKat bars while feigning insanity and moving sluggishly.
And so, with this as a background, I decided to improve the quality of the dance music I listen to so faithfully, night after night, and create what is arguably the best Dance-Club genre composition ever created, and very possible the best composition ever, irrespective of genre I am actually blushing as I write this; that's how good it is.
My secret? I believer there are close to 100 instruments used here — or perhaps it is only 20; how am I supposed to know the difference? — and I played them all. Or, if not "all," exactly, then perhaps "none" would be more accurate. It all depends on how you look at it. Yesterday was St. Patrick's Day; that should tell you something about my current state of mind.
So, I guess all I am saying is yeah, this may have been done with a whole bunch of loops, and occasional use of the GB pencil tool, but so what? I could have played all of these instruments myself, if I had not been living in poverty growing up, and when I say "poverty," I of course mean "wealth," since the two exist in a kind of symbiotic relationship.
So... yeah... there it is; a loop/pencil tool dance piece that will have you busting a few moves whether you wish to or not, and it concludes with a sobering reminder of why it makes no sense at all to be sober. Ever.
Me? I don't drink, but I do enjoy the dance scene very much.
And no, of course I don't go to clubs; I'm talking about the dance scene in "The Producers" (1968).
Duration: 1:54 Nobody needs to dance any longer than that.
And so, with this as a background, I decided to improve the quality of the dance music I listen to so faithfully, night after night, and create what is arguably the best Dance-Club genre composition ever created, and very possible the best composition ever, irrespective of genre I am actually blushing as I write this; that's how good it is.
My secret? I believer there are close to 100 instruments used here — or perhaps it is only 20; how am I supposed to know the difference? — and I played them all. Or, if not "all," exactly, then perhaps "none" would be more accurate. It all depends on how you look at it. Yesterday was St. Patrick's Day; that should tell you something about my current state of mind.
So, I guess all I am saying is yeah, this may have been done with a whole bunch of loops, and occasional use of the GB pencil tool, but so what? I could have played all of these instruments myself, if I had not been living in poverty growing up, and when I say "poverty," I of course mean "wealth," since the two exist in a kind of symbiotic relationship.
So... yeah... there it is; a loop/pencil tool dance piece that will have you busting a few moves whether you wish to or not, and it concludes with a sobering reminder of why it makes no sense at all to be sober. Ever.
Me? I don't drink, but I do enjoy the dance scene very much.
And no, of course I don't go to clubs; I'm talking about the dance scene in "The Producers" (1968).
Duration: 1:54 Nobody needs to dance any longer than that.
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Ed Hannifin
Please, please, please....let me be firsties...