Nicolaas Netherland - Hymn

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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.

Last edited by davinox on Mar-21-2003 at 02:58

Great tune, beautiful start, i like the percussions. But then they go away.. Tune builds up very nicely and then finally gets going with a storm. Could be longer, with another breakdown, buildup and then the 2nd main part. Something i'd play anyway.

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quote:

Leslie Nielsen: Doing nothing is very hard to do... you never know when you're finished.

Listening to it now.

Actually a very beautiful track, unusual synths... the snare sounds a little 'wet' (too much reverb)

at one point I heard a major chord where it should have been minor...

also I think it would have been better to start a loud, in-your-face arpeggio immediately after the break-down (more impact that way: 'cause as it is right now, you gradually fade it in).

Excellent work! Very impressive.

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thanks for the comments.

more tracks by Nic will soon be posted; two tracks like Hymn, and an Endre - Suspicious Blue remix.

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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.

sounds very nice i like it