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DOCUMENTARY 1950'S VOICES:
Today we are going to explore the format. We begin with an abstract idea or phrase, usually representing an idea or notion containing no resemblance to music. Then we express this idea in a non-musical format, exploring the extent to which this idea can be unfolded. Next, we begin to translate the unfolded idea into different styles of musical expression. Finally, the musical expressions are captured and manipulated, resulting in an audio sequence that may or may not embody the qualities of the original idea.
SERIOUS RAP VOICE, GANGSTA MO-FO, MUSIC PARTIALLY COMES IN THEN TALKING BEGINS:
i'm only fuckin gunna say this only one fucking time and only one fucking time only...
MUSIC EXPLODES, RAP EXPLODES:
crack your cerebellum for a one-of-a-kind [crack sound effect]
lyrical disaster to disorder your mind
substantial situations are about to define
the limits of your own capacity to align
the knowledge of format we can fucking express
to explore our entertainment with an aim to impress [applause sound effect]
i've got the talent and tools so don't provoke me unless
you are prepared to be pummeled into a state distress [car crash sound effect]
Societal Records coming and you'd better duck down [screaming sound effect]
curb-stomp you and your kitten if we see you around [meow sound effect]
say "bye" to your reputation with your teeth on the ground
that's what you get for fucking opening your mouth in my town
through thick and thin we'll all arrive sexy and stout
as enlightened early on, you'll be supplied with a clout
for lack of cathartic skill you ordinarily pout
but be aware that i'm on the ascent and you're out
GILBERT & SULLIVAN CHORUS (you could make the music and lyrics pause at the end of each line):
i am the very incarnate of modern wordy lyricists
who argue angrily and yet remain completely pacifist
my disposition disregards the disgrace indescribable
of existential, nihilist excitements oft' inscrutable
the interpersonal exploration which i do quite a bit
calls for communication requisite of a substantial wit
my grotesque understandings grow from grandiose fascination...
with malicious malleability in human interactions
[choir echos previous line]
i'm capable, controlling, and lexically indestructible
a mantis in conversation with spite instead of mandible
in short, in writings aggressive and yet harmlessly pacifist
i am the very incarnate of modern wordy lyricists
MORE RAP, PROGRESSIVELY GETTING OFF BEAT AND CRAPPY AND THEN...
so having established how amazing I am
unlike your old lady who uses too much Pam
which makes you all stupid and unable to cram
mad skills in rap pill, explode your speakers like BLAM
RANT ABOUT HOW MUCH I SUCK, MUSIC GRINDS TO A HALT AND ARGUING WITH MYSELF, OVERDUBBED:
Ivan 1: This is fucking lame Ivan.. what in the all hell gave you the idea that you could write a rap song?
Ivan 2: Well, sorry... but what is bitching about it going to accomplish? its only going to stick out like some guy screaming because he has his wank-stick stuck in a printing press, ruining the song because it's going to get old and repetitive really, really quickly.. assuming anyone even fucking LISTENS to it...
Ivan 1: Wank-stick? a printing press? Jesus christ on a unicycle, you fucking suck at writing! This is horrible.. what did comedy, rap, and the internet ever do to piss you off so bad you'd have to make a terrible mockery of all three in one fell swoop? Look, now you've even got me RUINING irony and metafiction at the SAME FUCKING TIME... FUCK!
Ivan 2: Well, at the very least, lets go for a vain attempt to salvage the song.
Ivan 1: Now you're insulting greek theatre.
Ivan 2: What?
Ivan 1: Exactly.
Ivan 2: ..fuck... MUSIC!
Ivan 1 (whispered?): why was it necessary for him to even say that? ..i mean (cut off)
IVAN RAP BATTLE:
Ivan 2:
********
you'll be shocked by our financial income and competitive successes.
we improve the situation with our abilities, and are prepared to defend ourselves.
you will be located and decimated if you bother us.
we are always active, so don't try to stop us or i'll show you how little skill you have.
sorry, but this is how life goes, and you'd best grow accustomed to my superiority.
you're a constant drain on my livelihood, which you should remedy less you vanish.
you may attempt to achieve more with less, though that is a public error which would bring you unwanted attention.
cease your bipolar facade so that i may rightly surpass you in the eyes of those who know you.
with the abilities that i bring to the table, we will gather to eliminate you financially.
i'm not at fiscal risk and my skills are quite marketable, where you seem to be unprepared and underachieving.
do not assume that you'll outdo me.
you're rubbish, i'm unique and growing.
your shortsightedness will be your undoing.
we are quite skilled, creative, and ask not to be disturbed whilst aggressively experimenting.
we can ignore you, or simply just invade and conquer your homeland.
such a staggering blow we would deliver that it would leave you unbalanced, as that is what we excel at.
*******
it is such a surprise
that you will have to close both of your eyes
all my friends get money
and crush competition
because we make things great
we are prepared
and we are armed and i will attack you
if you interfere with any of my friends
my friends and i will find you
decimate your reputation
determine your location, remove you
you should have not bothered us
we are always active
if you bother me, you'd best be prepared
it's not my fault, you're no good
this is real, i'm up and you're out
CHORUS G&S
you're infected, give me money, i smoke pot
if you take my money you will disappear violently
do as you will, someone is taking a shortcut
you're making mistakes, you'll be in the news
you'll be reported as acting pathetic
with your behavioral facade, calm but insidious
so i'll analyze your family and inquire if
you may move aside so my party may move ahead
PARTY MEMBER, PARTY MEMBER, victory
everyone i know from across the land
in the event that i arrive everybody knows my abilities
i have plenty of merchandise to earn profit
you will be confined with literary expression, yet comforted
request that your actions be spiritually graced and i'll release you from prison
you make assumptions whilst someone else grows and advances
i will soon attack you with sonic energy so make way
CHORUS G&S modern material/lyrical
living human feces, if you understand
i embody the qualities of my origins whilst earning money and victory
i hope you all are aware that my party is advancing with full force
if you are visually deprived you'd best find a source of light
my party, while i am creating music
PARTY'S NAME is the glorious party of which i speak
i'd advise you not to interfere with my masterpiece work
i consume in excess when you devour and digest my feces
in each instance that we consume there is a wave of airborne destruction
blowing off your attempts to bother the most prolific party
as it was in the instances that my party invaded your place of origin
upon victory we maintain control, thus i request command
else my party will dominate your territory viciously
where we will attack you with such frequency that you will lose balance
i am certain of my ability to make you express pain, as that is what i do
my party will exercise our dominion over you
Today we are going to explore the format. We begin with an abstract idea or phrase, usually representing an idea or notion containing no resemblance to music. Then we express this idea in a non-musical format, exploring the extent to which this idea can be unfolded. Next, we begin to translate the unfolded idea into different styles of musical expression. Finally, the musical expressions are captured and manipulated, resulting in an audio sequence that may or may not embody the qualities of the original idea.
SERIOUS RAP VOICE, GANGSTA MO-FO, MUSIC PARTIALLY COMES IN THEN TALKING BEGINS:
i'm only fuckin gunna say this only one fucking time and only one fucking time only...
MUSIC EXPLODES, RAP EXPLODES:
crack your cerebellum for a one-of-a-kind [crack sound effect]
lyrical disaster to disorder your mind
substantial situations are about to define
the limits of your own capacity to align
the knowledge of format we can fucking express
to explore our entertainment with an aim to impress [applause sound effect]
i've got the talent and tools so don't provoke me unless
you are prepared to be pummeled into a state distress [car crash sound effect]
Societal Records coming and you'd better duck down [screaming sound effect]
curb-stomp you and your kitten if we see you around [meow sound effect]
say "bye" to your reputation with your teeth on the ground
that's what you get for fucking opening your mouth in my town
through thick and thin we'll all arrive sexy and stout
as enlightened early on, you'll be supplied with a clout
for lack of cathartic skill you ordinarily pout
but be aware that i'm on the ascent and you're out
GILBERT & SULLIVAN CHORUS (you could make the music and lyrics pause at the end of each line):
i am the very incarnate of modern wordy lyricists
who argue angrily and yet remain completely pacifist
my disposition disregards the disgrace indescribable
of existential, nihilist excitements oft' inscrutable
the interpersonal exploration which i do quite a bit
calls for communication requisite of a substantial wit
my grotesque understandings grow from grandiose fascination...
with malicious malleability in human interactions
[choir echos previous line]
i'm capable, controlling, and lexically indestructible
a mantis in conversation with spite instead of mandible
in short, in writings aggressive and yet harmlessly pacifist
i am the very incarnate of modern wordy lyricists
MORE RAP, PROGRESSIVELY GETTING OFF BEAT AND CRAPPY AND THEN...
so having established how amazing I am
unlike your old lady who uses too much Pam
which makes you all stupid and unable to cram
mad skills in rap pill, explode your speakers like BLAM
RANT ABOUT HOW MUCH I SUCK, MUSIC GRINDS TO A HALT AND ARGUING WITH MYSELF, OVERDUBBED:
Ivan 1: This is fucking lame Ivan.. what in the all hell gave you the idea that you could write a rap song?
Ivan 2: Well, sorry... but what is bitching about it going to accomplish? its only going to stick out like some guy screaming because he has his wank-stick stuck in a printing press, ruining the song because it's going to get old and repetitive really, really quickly.. assuming anyone even fucking LISTENS to it...
Ivan 1: Wank-stick? a printing press? Jesus christ on a unicycle, you fucking suck at writing! This is horrible.. what did comedy, rap, and the internet ever do to piss you off so bad you'd have to make a terrible mockery of all three in one fell swoop? Look, now you've even got me RUINING irony and metafiction at the SAME FUCKING TIME... FUCK!
Ivan 2: Well, at the very least, lets go for a vain attempt to salvage the song.
Ivan 1: Now you're insulting greek theatre.
Ivan 2: What?
Ivan 1: Exactly.
Ivan 2: ..fuck... MUSIC!
Ivan 1 (whispered?): why was it necessary for him to even say that? ..i mean (cut off)
IVAN RAP BATTLE:
Ivan 2:
********
you'll be shocked by our financial income and competitive successes.
we improve the situation with our abilities, and are prepared to defend ourselves.
you will be located and decimated if you bother us.
we are always active, so don't try to stop us or i'll show you how little skill you have.
sorry, but this is how life goes, and you'd best grow accustomed to my superiority.
you're a constant drain on my livelihood, which you should remedy less you vanish.
you may attempt to achieve more with less, though that is a public error which would bring you unwanted attention.
cease your bipolar facade so that i may rightly surpass you in the eyes of those who know you.
with the abilities that i bring to the table, we will gather to eliminate you financially.
i'm not at fiscal risk and my skills are quite marketable, where you seem to be unprepared and underachieving.
do not assume that you'll outdo me.
you're rubbish, i'm unique and growing.
your shortsightedness will be your undoing.
we are quite skilled, creative, and ask not to be disturbed whilst aggressively experimenting.
we can ignore you, or simply just invade and conquer your homeland.
such a staggering blow we would deliver that it would leave you unbalanced, as that is what we excel at.
*******
it is such a surprise
that you will have to close both of your eyes
all my friends get money
and crush competition
because we make things great
we are prepared
and we are armed and i will attack you
if you interfere with any of my friends
my friends and i will find you
decimate your reputation
determine your location, remove you
you should have not bothered us
we are always active
if you bother me, you'd best be prepared
it's not my fault, you're no good
this is real, i'm up and you're out
CHORUS G&S
you're infected, give me money, i smoke pot
if you take my money you will disappear violently
do as you will, someone is taking a shortcut
you're making mistakes, you'll be in the news
you'll be reported as acting pathetic
with your behavioral facade, calm but insidious
so i'll analyze your family and inquire if
you may move aside so my party may move ahead
PARTY MEMBER, PARTY MEMBER, victory
everyone i know from across the land
in the event that i arrive everybody knows my abilities
i have plenty of merchandise to earn profit
you will be confined with literary expression, yet comforted
request that your actions be spiritually graced and i'll release you from prison
you make assumptions whilst someone else grows and advances
i will soon attack you with sonic energy so make way
CHORUS G&S modern material/lyrical
living human feces, if you understand
i embody the qualities of my origins whilst earning money and victory
i hope you all are aware that my party is advancing with full force
if you are visually deprived you'd best find a source of light
my party, while i am creating music
PARTY'S NAME is the glorious party of which i speak
i'd advise you not to interfere with my masterpiece work
i consume in excess when you devour and digest my feces
in each instance that we consume there is a wave of airborne destruction
blowing off your attempts to bother the most prolific party
as it was in the instances that my party invaded your place of origin
upon victory we maintain control, thus i request command
else my party will dominate your territory viciously
where we will attack you with such frequency that you will lose balance
i am certain of my ability to make you express pain, as that is what i do
my party will exercise our dominion over you
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