A fecking bump

somebody start some shit n' pass it on.

http://www.badongo.com/file/3314396
A lonesome acoustic guitar track recorded moments ago. Someone give this guy some company

finding valentine (lonesome acoustic remix)
http://www.badongo.com/file/3317543
there's a bit too much clipping, the source was a 16khz file, what the hell joel??

Clapping? I didn't clap any. There was a point when I played the guitar w/ a drumstick
I honestly don't even know what 16khz means. I recorded from to tape, and then ripped the tape
This sounds really cool though!

Clipping, not clapping! :) It's when the signal is too "powerful" and you hear those "popping clicking".

Oh hell. My bad

What about going to an online jamming programme and just noise jam like idiots?

Online jamming programs? What?

http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?dnrrjmdj5ci
I have this music that I don't know what to do with. If anyone fancies doing something with it they are welcome to contribute.

It needs vocals, i think.

I have some new lyrics/songs I would love to have someone do something with...

Melly- What's up with our collab?

Porky- I can't listen to your music here at work, but am looking forward to hearing it at home tonight!

excellent. post them, mama.

OK. Well this one I need to pull out the chorus on... Not sure which lines to use as chorus?! Your input is appreciated my friend...



CONTRADICTION
BY:KEGMAMA

Needing you more, but wanting it less,
Feeling content, yet my heart’s not at rest.
Satisfied and happy, but confusion sets in,
Knowing where to start, but not where to begin.

I’m found and surrounded, yet lost and alone,
Feeling so little, but I know that I’ve grown.
Eager and helpless, yet patient and strong,
Knowing what’s right, but feeling so wrong.

My heart beats, yet I’m dead inside,
I want to be out, but instead I hide.
Masking emotions that rage within
Knowing where I’ve gone, but not where I’ve been.

Sexy and strong, yet ugly and weak,
I’m a virgin whore, an exciting bore.
Sick and tired, yet well and awake,
How can something so real, be so fake.

Running and screaming, while I walk quietly along,
This is the beginning, to the end of my song.

This one needs to be done in a very sassy angry grrl rock sort of way...

‘BRITNEY HILTON’
BY: Kegmama

Party like a rockstar
Drinkin’ at the trendy bars
Hollywood’s harlots
Did you get a star yet?
Boulevard of broken dreams
Ignore the childrens screams
Wearin’ no underwear
Oh the disease you share

Silicone, Starbucks, Nightclubs, Tummy-tucks (chorus x 2?!)

Reality you do not know
To you it’s a type of show
Rehabs the place you go
For the legal drug flow

Lights flashing you’re all smiles
Must look good for the pedophiles
Top name designer clothes
Bend over strike a pose

(chorus x 2?!)

Don’t eat no fucking meat
Bulimia is so last week
Prescription pills by fake docs
Bling is what you call your rocks
Rollin in your Hum-V
Hollywierds the place to be

(chorus x4?!)

^^ this is very Screaming Skull
excellent

I can hear the notes in my head. This could be a Small White tune. It should be.

Thanks my friend! We should talk to CHOUT about it. He and I already did one thing together; but he is doing so many shows lately and practice and work, etc. I don't know if he'd be interested in doing another right now...

I volunteer to cooperate in any way to make it happen. Mixing of course, and arrangements can be discussed too! CHOUT's the man, no wonder he is busy... keep up the killer work Mama, rock on!!!

You're the best. I will talk to him about it soon then...
How are you and Sara btw? Any new Recs of the Flesh action?!

all cool here, thanx! we're finally getting some reviews, they're all posted on our myspace blog... www.myspace.com/recordingsoftheflesh... all of them: friggin' awesum...! we're loving it... ;)

how 'bout you???
Sara says hi!!!