New Arcane and Unfollowable Transfer / Record Making / Remaster Thread

Legend. I gotta check out his LPs.

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aaaaaa exactly!!!

the right (OR THE WRONG) performance can really elevate any work!

Where was that cunt hu unleash truly WTF Shoe Traumarapizt?? @festinfurious
that shit was gensui

LP = Long Peniz

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YEAAAAAAAAH

FUCKKKKKCKKKKKKKCKKKK

not kidding, that perf was memorable. FUCK!

Anything that helps us get through a kiddie scenes faster is welcome.

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is he boning this slut? Rezpek

they’re decent programming…

… when u iz 11.

This chick way out of his league. Must be packing heat.

tru

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Before that I thought dantezon was a bit of a smash and grab raid at a local :tractor: emporium.

Now I know differently :dong:

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It’s a smash and gran raid :sunglasses:

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I want to see my boyfriend play this live. God I hope he doesn’t waste his youth on german classics.

I found a werid ass canadian broadcast LP with an Ogdon complete gasfart and liszt BACH schred from before breakdown. Will post flac when I get it if it’s in ok shape.

I just realize that dude younger than Barenboim. Sad his succubus wife drove him crazy.

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Yo ok! Will be cool to hear da BACH fant

I’m hoping for an extremely ill prepared scarbo!

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:gav:

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I need to hear da ____ live again fo shoh

I just joined his facerape group. It is what you expect. Lol

When the high notes rose, my heart floated up, struggling with the rising love.

It went up and down, going back and forth between reality and dreams.

No matter how hard I tried to block it, I couldn’t help but feel an uncontrollable feeling of my heart turning back.

The word ā€˜sorrow’ came to mind.

It was a little different from just being sad.

It was pitiful but not weak, desperate but elegant.

2nd movement, just tears flowing.

I bit my lips and held on because I thought I wouldn’t be able to control myself if I cried from the 1st movement,

But as soon as the 2nd movement started, I thought, oh, I can’t stand this.

When I was watching it, my vision was blurry because of the tears and my breathing was hard.

It interferes with listening to the music, so I didn’t want to cry,

So I really couldn’t, I couldn’t, I held it in,

But this wasn’t something I could hold on to.

In the beginning, the rubato almost killed me.

It’s true, I couldn’t breathe.

A flower petal fluttering in the breeze

I don’t know what shape it will move in at any moment

And then that flower petal falls on the surface of the water, and when it lands and get carried away,

The moon that loves the sun radiates light on the black water that is so transparent that the night sky is reflected like a mirror.

The moon that loves the sun ripples in its own darkness.

The sound of the strings that sway anxiously flutters in the wind like the shadow of the lush bushes by the waterside.

And when the wind stops for a moment and the night holds its breath,

The sad moon’s tears fall one by one as transparent crystals,

Spreading over the water and falling…

How can the piano sound like this!

How can I hold back tears!

If I were there alone, I would have sat down on the floor and cried beating my chest.

And then the crystal drops that fell on the water, one by one, danced a dance of love on the surface,

And then the sound of the bassoon began to surround me.

That is the real paradise and I was so happy.

The light of dawn slowly rises, embracing my dark and lonely heart.

It may not come true, but it’s okay because the heart that can love is beautiful in itself,

As if comforting.

3rd movement

Sparkling on a stage studded with countless stars, dancing a dance of joy,

They were dazzling and sparkling, and it was floating about 5 centimeters above the floor.

They had wings made of feathers and continued to fly, drawing parabolic curves that went up and down.

In the repeated sections, the left and right hands played with different strengths and weaknesses, and the dynamics kept changing, making it so colorful.

His whole body shook up and down, going left and right, frantically.

Sometimes it felt like sliding down an ice staircase,

And sometimes it felt like jumping around on the clouds,

It’s a seat where you can see the back, but it’s a seat where you can see the hands on the upper keyboard well.

After the last horn, baempabambaembaembaem,

In the fast-paced section,

It was amazing that his fingers seemed to float above the keyboard and made a sound.

I felt a little like this space was not reality, but like a fantasy movie or animation.

A smile spread across my cheeks where tears were falling down, and the cheeks were popping,

A dazzling ending applause.

chick def busted.

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