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Old January 23rd, 2013 (11:08 AM). Edited January 23rd, 2013 by outfox.
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    guitargod- I enjoyed the experimental beats. I loved how the movement of the pokemon (especially at 0:24) flowed with the sounds so well. I do think you ought to pay close attention to the drums to help make more smooth transitions. Listen to folks like Madlib and prefuse 73 for some examples on how to sample well.

    So I only make recordings when I'm home alone, and jumped at the chance to record a cover of Skinny Love by Bon Iver when the house was clear. A few notes before listening: Listen at a low volume, please, my piano is ungodly loud which frustrates the hell out of me, and my voice gets insanely loud at a couple of points. At about 3:45 things get quieter and it's easier to hear my voice. Of course, that's pretty much the end. Click to Listen. Here are the lyrics to help with clarity:

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    Quote:
    Come on skinny love just last the year
    Pour a little salt, we were never here
    My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
    Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

    I tell my love to wreck it all
    Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
    My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
    Right in this moment this order's tall

    And I told you to be patient
    And I told you to be fine
    And I told you to be balanced
    And I told you to be kind

    In the morning I'll be with you
    But it will be a different kind
    I'll be holding all the tickets
    And you'll be owning all the fines

    Come on skinny love what happened here
    We suckled on the hope in light brassieres
    My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
    Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

    And I told you to be patient
    And I told you to be fine
    And I told you to be balanced
    And I told you to be kind

    In the morning I'll be with you
    But it will be a different kind
    I'll be holding all the tickets
    And you'll be owning all the fines

    Who will love you?
    Who will fight?
    Who will fall far behind?

    And now all your love is wasted
    And then who the hell was I?
    And I'm breaking at the britches
    And at the end of all your lines
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