Title is a copy of a level from Jazz Jackrabbit 2. Song has nothing to do with Jazz Jackrabbit 2.

I decided to sample Cowboys From Hell by Pantera to match the whole "The Pit" theme since I guess Hell is some sort of pit...?

I'd like to master this a bit better, it's so crowded. hepl

BIG UPS TO ALL MAH BIPOLAR HOMIES

As an aside, as of this OHC I have participated in exactly one-third of all OHCs!

Initially I was going to make this 2 parts and have a fall into the pit and then the rise out. but then i only had enough time to do the rise. heheh.

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide

HEY BLASTRON RECORD MORE VOCAL SONGS

OKAY

no new messages waiting i thought that we were a sure thing
my heartbeat feels like it's empty
no goodbyes no farewells no nothing i'm sitting here waiting for something
what happened to turn you against me

within the ashes of memory your back is turning towards me
i feel a rush coming over the feelings i thought that were done for
the loneliness i think i'm falling to
the emptiness i'd locked away

without you i'm lost and broken
without you i'm so afraid
without you i feel i'm fallin'
without you i fade away
why won't you stay

I woke up one morning
to a sickly smell of B.O.

I look in the mirror
It looked back and said OH NO

I've had depression and this smell
was worse than all else

I run for the soap
like a trip to the nine hells

I bust a towel out
new change of clothes

I'd get clean in the shower
but it felt like a garden hose

5 minutes and i'm in it to win it
but the smell won't go away
cause it smells like skunk spray

Have no fear change gears
scrub behind my ears, wipe away my tears, now the water sears.

I step off, dry off, my hair's soft
and I still stink.

You must escape! O.O

Improv with vkeybd

Tumbling, stumbling, a whirlwind of emotion
Thundering, wondering, pondering a notion
A heartbeat thats becoming
Much slower, and its numbing
To think that you were once just
A person like them

From the light to the dark, shadows are the answer
Festering, pestering, growing like a cancer
Darkness overwhelms you
Hatefulness befell you
No-one seems to care that youre
Turning to sin

Do not think, do not feel, do what the dark tells you
Prejudice, cowardice, flaws that compel you
To drive out the ones who
Want only to help you
To pull you up out of the
Pit that youre in.

This depth...is cyclical. Everything repeats itself in the same somber tone...


blaugherg

yeah, that bout of depression/confusion/whatever...it was pretty bad.
but strangely, I feel new and different now.
I can't really explain it other than through this song.

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also, I'd like to plug my latest album/EP/thing.
it's absolutely nothing like this song (but it's fun!!!)
http://soundsfromsci.bandcamp.com/album/an-open-letter-to-awesome-musicians
http://soundsfromsci.bandcamp.com/album/an-open-letter-to-awesome-musicians
http://soundsfromsci.bandcamp.com/album/an-open-letter-to-awesome-musicians

this is a pit, it is only a shit

Decided to try a basic sound scape thing, i think it moves a bit fast but oh well.

There's no bottom to your lonely little pit in space.

Are we there yet?

A look without, within. Nothing remains; your purpose is vapid, absent. Your only worth is your constitution, your courage. You decide that the only contribution remaining to be made is your life. To pass on your virtues, you sacrifice your body to the natives, a tribe of Pygmy mystics. The last thing you remember are little hands tearing at your flesh. Are they pulling you up from the pit of nihilism into a greater existence, or are they pushing you down deeper into the abyss of eternal nothingness?

Who needs to listen to the music they're making? Not this duck!

Came in with 30 minutes left, thought I did purdy well.

Pushed into the pit again and again, one may reach their boiling point. The pusher becomes the pushed.

...wake of endless melancholy.

(Composer's note: I could have at least diversified the latter half of the song, but I was scrambling to add things that would fit, realizing I only had 30 more minutes to arrange and add things. I also had absolutely no time to double-check the mixing as well, so things may or may not be muddy.)

i would eat

my leg

if i could



so
hungryyy

Logic Crashed at the 1 hour mark so I tried to work with the last 20 minutes to pull myself OUT OF THE PIT

"In The Sofa", also known as the bottomless pit of filth.