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aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

if anybody knows how to put a (legal and not plagiarized) music bed to these poems or has suggestions on that which won't cause me to become destitute, i would like to attempt to try and make these seem more ROBUST

in all actuality there is no processing to these poems other than i recorded it on my mixer directly to vocaroo, so sometimes if it is weird it's because i am not doing any post-processing and just letting it rip.

also, i shall continue posting more poem readings tomorrow or so, thank you all for sharing your incredible, hilarious, touching, and uplifting creativity and all around fantastic tastes

# ? Nov 13, 2020 07:36

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i will make terrible songs for your poems op. you want em first to read to, or you gonna send me poems to jam to, or what?

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# ? Nov 13, 2020 07:41

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

a last poem for today:

quote:

An Old Story

by: Mary Oliver

Sleep comes its little while. Then I wake
in the valley of midnight or three a.m.
to the first fragrance of spring

which is coming, all by itself, no matter what.
My heart says, what you thought you have you do not have.
My body says, will this pounding ever stop?

My heart says, there, there, be a good student.
My body says let me up and out. I want to fondle
those soft white flowers, open in the night.

https://voca.ro/1jjmIdAwuhFI

see you tomorrow, friends!

# ? Nov 13, 2020 07:42

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

owlhawk911 posted:

i will make terrible songs for your poems op. you want em first to read to, or you gonna send me poems to jam to, or what?

if you are gonna make the terrible songs, then for the poems that have already been read would be great! i think there are also sites out there for using like 'stock music beds' or some such too but i haven't looked into them super deep yet

# ? Nov 13, 2020 07:43

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

Bright Bart posted:

If you tell me this doesn't count I cut you

aldantefax posted:

I don't know how to sing this one particularly well (or at all) so I can only give you this:

https://voca.ro/11z8ZrZhz2ZI

if i can figure out how to do it properly i will put in a recording

will put this here for later analysis https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khxx3sCVhtE

don't say i didn't give it a full try! https://voca.ro/1QdiaFpT4Ylh

alright, good night gentle and graceful goons

# ? Nov 13, 2020 07:56

Deep Glove Bruno: yung swamp thang

"Gorilla"
by Eisuke "Pretty Hard-Boiled" Kagawa

Gorillas have big fingers.
Gorillas have big nostrils.

# ? Nov 13, 2020 18:47

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Deep Glove Bruno posted:

"Gorilla"
by Eisuke "Pretty Hard-Boiled" Kagawa

Gorillas have big fingers.
Gorillas have big nostrils.

enjoyed reading this poem tbh

https://voca.ro/18QZcUbnubpO

# ? Nov 13, 2020 22:43

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

barnold posted:

enjoyed reading this poem tbh

https://voca.ro/18QZcUbnubpO

enjoyed listening to ur reading of this poem tbh

# ? Nov 14, 2020 06:33

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

quote:

https://voca.ro/1hpBY8tGupdQ

oops i grabbed my other wind screen

aldantefax fucked around with this message at 06:52 on Nov 14, 2020

# ? Nov 14, 2020 06:49

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

quote:

Monkey Hunter
How to catch a monkey

Hang down from a tree
And make a sound like a banana

by Eisuke "Pretty Hard-Boiled" Kagawa

https://voca.ro/12NRFf9ANoST

banana

# ? Nov 14, 2020 06:53

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

quote:

An Old Woman�s Painting
BY LYNN EMANUEL
Scrape the sun from the wall of the sky.
Cast the great nets of autumn over the houses.
Even the throat of the lily is a dangerous inlet.

Let the world stand wearily on the stoop of the jail
of the world and the light of the mind, that small lamp,
pearl of shine, let the night come to it, as iron filings to a magnet,
mother.

Source: Poetry (February 2008)

https://voca.ro/13nWHeXAws9D

mom

# ? Nov 14, 2020 06:58

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# ? Nov 14, 2020 09:47

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Bad dream, by Chewbecca

Crawling skin, beating heart
Brief moments of recall
A simulacrum of a human, not quite there
A skelly peeled from the wall

An exes house with all my stuff
An assignment overdue
I'll lose my job, lose my degree!
A dead family member or two

Crawling skin, beating heart
Brief moments of recall
Why do bad dreams stay with you,
But good dreams not at all?

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# ? Nov 14, 2020 19:20

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A Rabbit as King of the Ghosts

The difficulty to think at the end of day,
When the shapeless shadow covers the sun
And nothing is left except light on your fur�

There was the cat slopping its milk all day,
Fat cat, red tongue, green mind, white milk
And August the most peaceful month.

To be, in the grass, in the peacefullest time,
Without that monument of cat,
The cat forgotten in the moon;

And to feel that the light is a rabbit-light,
In which everything is meant for you
And nothing need be explained;

Then there is nothing to think of. It comes of itself;
And east rushes west and west rushes down,
No matter. The grass is full

And full of yourself. The trees around are for you,
The whole of the wideness of night is for you,
A self that touches all edges,

You become a self that fills the four corners of night.
The red cat hides away in the fur-light
And there you are humped high, humped up,

You are humped higher and higher, black as stone�
You sit with your head like a carving in space
And the little green cat is a bug in the grass.

ty Saoshyant!

# ? Nov 15, 2020 03:12

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

prepuce repurposed posted:

anabell lee. all of it

https://voca.ro/1o5TqIvUTt4I

# ? Nov 15, 2020 08:31

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

Chewbecca posted:

Bad dream, by Chewbecca

https://voca.ro/1fkFb75pi21g

profound question, i tried to read even slower than usual, and barely did not screw up simulacrum? maybe i did

# ? Nov 15, 2020 08:35

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aldantefax posted:

https://voca.ro/1o5TqIvUTt4I

Annabel Lee

BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

It was many and many a year ago,

   In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

   By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

   Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

   In this kingdom by the sea,

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

   I and my Annabel Lee—

With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven

   Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

   In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

   My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

   And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

   In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

   Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

   In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

   Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

   Of those who were older than we—

   Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in Heaven above

   Nor the demons down under the sea

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams

   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes

   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

   Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,

   In her sepulchre there by the sea—

   In her tomb by the sounding sea.

:f5h:

# ? Nov 15, 2020 08:49

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

free hubcaps i shall do your reading tomorrow as it is a longer one but i am gonna do it, by gum

going to finish tonight with some original compositions

quote:

Wind chimes in sunset / The whisper of a city / heard from a porch chair

Dogs barking loudly / curious and worriedly / at a passing cat

The bird seed dangles / waiting for new friends to feed / tomorrow they'll come

https://voca.ro/1ceftXGQ1bt3

# ? Nov 15, 2020 08:55

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

prepuce repurposed posted:

Annabel Lee

I'm gonna have to print this one out or something because for some reason it got quadruple spaced, also going onto the tomorrow pile

# ? Nov 15, 2020 08:56

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aldantefax posted:

I'm gonna have to print this one out or something because for some reason it got quadruple spaced, also going onto the tomorrow pile

looking forward 2 it. It's my fave op. I have it memorized

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# ? Apr 19, 2024 21:13

aldantefax: ALWAYS BE MECHFISHIN'

i took a night off because my back was killin me but i will record the big poems tonight, probably!

i also am going to fiddle a bit with my mixer to make the recordings more pleasant-sounding since some feedback on the side I got was that the ess-noises are a bit unpleasant

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