A Storm Broke Loose In My Mind

April 29, 2012

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I’ve got to get a few things off my chest, I guess you could say, vent. I’ve got a lot on my plate, but these things seem to continuously pop up so I’m going to dispel all bs, rumors, shit-talking and discrepancies. If you are my “friend” you don’t continuously speak ill of me to others that we both know. Those that do so and aren’t friends, that’s just pathetic. How can you waste time speaking about someone you hate so much? I have no ill-tidings towards anyone. Not friends, family, ex girlfriends or those that I have dated. I don’t pretend to be “hot shit”, I don’t care for drama, and I don’t think that, regardless of what you believe, that it’s right to go out of your way to hate and speak badly of those you’ve shared time with. This whole county is a never-ending game of telephone. There are literally less than five people in my life that aren’t two-faced or are mature enough to not talk shit, and if they believe I’m misled or disagree, they tell me. I know you have your insecurities, you’re addiction to drama and superficial, but don’t let that have any part with me. Don’t lie, nor claim to just want to be friends and have nothing against me, then say other wise to others. Everything you say in the dark, will come to light. That’s just how it is. If you think I’m scum, that’s your opinion; I don’t need to hear about it. I wish everyone with whom I’ve crossed paths the best, and have no regrets nor ill-bearings towards them. Stop dwelling on the past, stop holding onto grudges, and please keep my name out of your mouths.

Take some advice, and grow up. Going around in circles is just going to have you repeating the same mistakes, talking the same nonsense, and watching others continue on with their lives. I don’t need to point fingers, you know if you just look to add fuel to the fire.

Go politely take a step back, and fuck your own face.
That’s all.

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hitrecordjoe:

CALLING ALL ANIMATORS / MUSICIANS / SINGERS / RAPPERS / VOCALISTS!

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The REGULARITY #63 (03/15/12)

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ANIMATORS / MUSICIANS: We are ready to animate Jelly Babies into a short film. It’s gonna be a kick ass satire taking place on the sugary shores of Jellyland. Now let’s bring all of the collaboration’s awesome illustrations to life! Musicians, we need your instruments added to megancarnes’ score. I love how it’s sounding but we need to make it grander with more piano, brass, flutes, and strings!

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SINGERS / RAPPERS / VOCALISTS: Your contributions to our track with the legendary Dan the Automator are great! But we isolated vocals like this uploaded so we can remix your audio. I really like JackMorrison’s “The Links” and I think that layering harmonies over the beat is a great direction to go in. This is gonna sound dope when we print it to vinyl!

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MEET OUR NEW RESIDENT CURATORS: Exciting news! We have assembled a team of 8 Resident Curators from the hitRECord community to assist in featuring records. Each of the Resident Curators is not only a great artist in their own right but their recommendations have helped draw all of us toward records that the production company can use. I’m thrilled to have them on board!

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Thanks Again!

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Keep up the great work J!

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30andbroke:

I’ve been reading a lot lately, a book about grace and love. This is such a fitting song. You’re always forgiven. Don’t ever forget this folks.

Tenth Avenue North - Oh My Dear

I called you up, you were in bed, could barely make out the words that you said
But you wanted to see me instead, so I got dressed
So I stepped out into the snow, and walked for a mile or so
Felt the rush of blood come from the cold, within my chest

Well, you finally came to the door, and we talked for an hour or more
Until I asked if you would stay up until four, and you said that’s fine
But you said “theres something I have to say, and I can just because I am so afraid”
And so I held you as you started to shake, that night

Oh, my dear, ill wait for you
Grace tonight will pull us through
Until the tears have left your eyes
Until the fear can sleep at night
Until the demons that you’re scared of
Disappear inside
Until the scale begins to crack
And this weight falls from your back
Oh, my dear, ill keep you in my arms tonight

You slowly lifted your head from your hands
You said “I just don’t think you’ll understand
You’ll never look at me that way again
If you knew what I did”

And so your tears fell and melted the snow
You told me secrets nobody had known
But I never loved you more, even though
Now I know what you did

Oh, my dear, ill wait for you
Grace tonight will pull us through
Oh, my dear, ill wait for you
Grace tonight will pull us through
Until the tears have left your eyes
Until the fear can sleep at night
Until the demons that you’re scared of
Disappear inside
Until the scale begins to crack
And this weight falls from your back
Oh, my dear, ill keep you in my arms tonight

Until the tears have left your eyes
Until the fear can sleep at night
Until the demons that you’re scared of
Disappear inside
Until the scale begins to crack
And this weight falls from your back
Oh, my dear, ill keep you in my arms tonight
I’ll keep you in my arms tonight