LYRICS: Look for “Disorderly” this summer in theaters near you, starring: the lovely and desirous Ms. Sheila Durrell as “the girl,” Les Bromide in his debut role as “the car,” Bud “Buster” Aimsley as “The officer flexing the authority of shiny badges” Dana “the schlep” Jefferies as “the angry mob,” Terk Wells as “Pine Scent…
Month: May 2018
“His Luck Turned to Dirt” – song by BipTunia
Words and speaking: Phil Wormuth Music: Michael W. Dean. This allows use and re-use by anyone except governments and government agents. There are no government guns for violators, only shame. Photo from simpleinsomnia. Covered CC BY 2.0 Notes: While running a phone line in the attic of an adoption agency in Northern Maine, I came…
“Subterranean SubmitHub Blues” song by BipTunia
Any musician who’s paid money to be insulted by submitting their sweat and blood to SubmitHub knows the shock of getting scornful abuse from strangers. And most of those strangers couldn’t write a song to save their life, and largely have bad taste in music. (“Bad taste” based on a lot of what they do…
Raw voiceover for BipTunia SubmitHub cut-up song in progress
We took all the insults we got from submitting to SubmitHub, ran it through a scrambling algo, and then edited the result into beautiful poetry. Song isn’t done yet, but this is Michael W. Dean’s raw vocal before editing. Pre-edit mistakes, and laughter, and talking to himself and his cats. It’s a fun nine minutes.
BipTunia shirt
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THE Neewer NW-800 IS NOT A CONDENSER MIC. And it seems pretty scammy.
I rarely give bad reviews. Look through my Amazon reviews and see. So do know that when I give a bad review, it has meaning. Audio tests at top of this page. THE Neewer NW-800 is NOT A CONDENSER MIC. At least not what people think of when they hear “condenser mic.” That is, this…
“Too Many Notes for the Royal Ear” – fast hardcore synth punk from BipTunia
LYRICS: I second that. We always have a poem in progress. Yeah…It was nice. I always picture the little skinny guy at the door handing out feathers. Sinnin’. (laughs). Vomitoriums, that was pretty cool, hygiene was terrible but… They don’t know how to show up, so… They don’t know how to show up, so… I…