This is me stepping outside through my front door spinning a bit ( my neighbor looked preplexed btw) then going back in and running the faucet while I look side to side. Damn my gas heater loud.
Listen to this in headphones if you want to know the studio industrial complex has been keeping form ya’ll.
I am sort of shocked how much better these sound on all fronts. I can go for it but there is a good chance I get thrown out. Small theater with usher volunteers instead of walking dead wage guys who wouldn’t care.
Not really, tho in fairness I think I did it wrong. I should have moved to the more dangerous urban area like where i live in seattle. Being locked away in a park across town busting my ass sort of not maximizing the city.
Back to Seattle. Hiding from job offers for a bit at the moment. I figure illuminati cred help when I feel like working again so I can take a break without sucking dicks for cans of beans the rest of my life.
I legit gave my digi to a ukrainian family (hero?) Also it was busted and I didn’t want to take it apart again.
Might rent that piano studio space now and then tho. Who knows? Last time I had some freedom I watched a bunch of netflix and ate carbs. It was pretty good too!
Might start an only fans. I had an idea just now of combining written erotica with binaural soundscape field recordings. Basically porn without fucking - of course beginning and end of vid littered with ASMR sensory flags.
Altho… do people have imaginations anymore? Probably not. Also dialogue would be strangely absent. Hmmmm
Ok I ordered flesh toned acrylic paint. Gonna turn these into hearing aids and if security comes to take me away I’ll pull the do you wanna go there with a disabled person thing.
I noticed when studying the drug trade here the people holding were in wheel chairs or fucked up in some way. If their bosses can decapitate half of mexico and launder fortunes worth of illicit money a day around the corner, probably ok using same tactic to get a good bootleg.