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Undecided - Indecision (my mini album) (pg. 3)
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| Kinuvan |
hehe i'm WAY more talented than them ;) |
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| Mike_Foyle |
| wow my horse could make better music by farting :D joke hehe. it made me laugh :) |
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| Mike_Foyle |
| not that i have a horse, but if i did, he could fart |
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| mef |
Downloading latest offering.....
Better be good toby;) |
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| mef |
thats some crazy shiiiit:eyespop:
very nice. catchy. can u make a 192 version so i can play it in sets???
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| mef |
| Amalgamation will always be the true classic for me |
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| Kinuvan |
| quote: | Originally posted by mef
Amalgamation will always be the true classic for me |
aye.. i think i broke the mold with that one. |
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| mef |
| Yeah you broke something alright:D |
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| Donna |
| I have the most great sex on it,thx mate!:D |
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| Kinuvan |
| quote: | Originally posted by Donna
I have the most great sex on it,thx mate!:D |
its great to know how much people appreciate my work. |
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| Fractal |
:eyes: I didn't kow such a perverted producer exist :o
Thanks for positive emotions ! ;):D |
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| Spad |
I must admit, halfway through Intro and I was beginning to doubt some of these reviews. I felt as though my ears were being subjected to sexual harrasment. Not of the breast-stroking, arm touching kind, but more the subtle blowing on the neck you'd get from a colleague or supervisor; the violation of my personal space which we both know I can't make an issue of.
I think the point of your music hit me as early as Cometh Downeth. Gone was the uncomfortable claustrophobia of work-related stress, instead I'd been trasported back to my childhood. To days where, without a care in the world, I would run naked through the fields, never for a second thinking that my ankle might become trapped in a rabbit hole, or a herd of Gazelle could trample me. Just enjoying the fact that I was alive, and that I'd live forever.
Amalgamation was twice the experience. A soundscape of dreams and color, a complete state of synaesthesia. The smells, the wind flowing through the hair on my arms. For the first time in my life I truely felt like I belonged, my home was in your music Toby. Your creativity is where I make my tea, your vision is where I brush my teeth, I entertain guests in your talant.
I don't mind admitting, I cried my way through the closing of Outro. Like the child taken from his parents. Sitting on the bus waving through the back window. Watching them get smaller and smaller and knowing, not because anybody had told me but simply because of the closeness of the air, that we would never meet again.
Thank you, Toby, for sharing this with the world. Please post Paypal details, I would love to help you continue to create. |
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