a great example is the audio on my latest video haha. It is a product of YouTube blocking my audio on my last video because I sampled 90 seconds of a linkin park song. So, I made my own music...and I'm pretty sure no one else on the planet has anything like it.
this is my video I turned in today for one of my classes. The assignment was to creative a narrative of the two places we visited (Cengelkoy and Kuzgunuk). hope you enjoy it!
I must say... very original. Thats for sure!
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Yes I agree with B. Very different indeed! Anyhow, good job. :)
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ReplyDeleteI love it! It reminds me of those indie claymation things. I was trying so hard to read the words I forgot to look at the pictures, but the cat caught my attention!! I'm getting stoked about moving but def not looking forward to the drive. Thanks for the entertainment, I'm going to go have breakfast for dinner! Love peace and bacon and egg grease!!
ReplyDeletedude... i am going to need you to let me borrrow teh RR for a track day.
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ReplyDeleteHe was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my name is Outlaw Meat."
At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal
And they rode around and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw killer and a thief
And I slow down only to sow my grief
They cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the resevation
And as the snow fell he held that beautiful Son to his chest
Out of the East on an Irish stallion came Bounty Hunter John
His heart quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found Meat peacefully fishing by the river, pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Meat, you think you've changed, but you have not."
He cocked his pistol, pulled the trigger and shouted, "let it start"
He drew a knife from his boot threw it and pierced John through the heart
John smiled as he laid in his own blood dying in the sun
And whispered in Meat's ear, "We cannot undo these things we've done."
For forty days and nights Meat rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony's side
Some say Meat and his pony vanished over the edge
Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And braids a piece of Meat's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Meat!
Bravo! Bravo!
ReplyDeleteLove it. Especially the "me. me. me." at the end.
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