Thanks for this. As a fellow guitarist I really enjoy a good instrumental, even more so when something like changing time signatures makes it more complex. The switching between 7/8 and 4/4 is awesome, especially on verse 2 and the bridge.
Latched to this life like a death-grip We're satisfied with the mundane and keeping out of sight But still we are young We are young I'll stare the angels down Keep them in the back room Shut the door and let go Now we stare at the grave cold and paralyzed Pushing daisies while we still feel the sunshine We are young We are young Slip through the marigolds and please our damaged souls This place is holding me Jump through the rope, let's make it credible When blood is all we see, life is impossible Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle is turning The misery is killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out You're just another one wandering aimlessly until the grave The signs of the times are upon us all We're bleeding for tomorrow Sucking on the mother's dead tit of sorrow It's alright, we'll learn it all before we go Snapped by the neck as we follow Chin up, now tighten the rope Leave it all hollow This place is holding me Jump through the rope, let's make it credible When blood is all we see, life is impossible Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle is turning fast The misery is killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out No funeral No pyre left burning This body is dust in the wind that's hurling past The misery is killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out I guess I will just leave things the way they are This place is holding me Jump through the rope, let's make it credible When blood is all we see, life is impossible (Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle's turning The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out) Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle is turning fast The misery is killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out No funeral No pyre left burning This body is dust in the wind that's hurling past The misery is killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out
Why the hell on RUclips outro is cut-out? It's fucking best ambient, that I've ever heard. I'm literally feeling string wind somewhere in midnight bay somewhere in Iceland, Norway or Argentina. It's amazing
Can you do Have A Blast?? i think it would be amazing to hear the technical aspects of that amazing song that you would otherwise miss with the vocals!! PLEASE!!!
Great mix dude, but I can defiantly see you're favoring the guitar in this mix and the drums are no where to be found lol I'm a guitar player myself but I treat each instrument equally nothing is no more or no less and every instrument is audible cause I believe it's very important that each instrument has clarity and balance cause it all ads up in the final stage when it comes together. Also don't rush your work just to get it up on youtube, youtube is not going anywhere if it takes you five hours or a day to mix a song so be it cause you want your final product to the best it can be before you showcase it. :) just some friendly tips and keep up the good work.
Thanks man, no actual mixing work was done just mastering. It's funny that you say that tho because I was having a really hard time getting clarity with the drums. While referencing I noticed how awesome the drums sounded on the album. Really incredible, there was so much space, nothing was clashing with them. For the life of me I could not recreate that in my master. I almost thought of going in and re-mixing the drum track, but I didn't have the time for that. This song was a tough one for me.
I'm working on my own instrumental version using audacity. I use amplify to lower the volume of everything except for the drums, because if I amplify the drums too much it might clip. I started with -2.0 and adjusted it to my liking from there. I also added a mild reverb.
Latched to this life like a death-grip, we're satisfied With the mundane and keeping out of sight, but still we are young We are young I'll stare the angels down Keep them in the back room, shut the door and let go Now we stare at the grave cold and paralyzed Pushing daisies while we still feel the sunshine We are young, we are young Slip through the marigolds and please our damaged souls This place is holding me Jump through the rope, let's make it credible When blood is all we see Life is impossible Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle's turning The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out You're just another one wandering Aimlessly until the grave The signs of the times are upon us So we're bleeding for tomorrow Sucking on the mother's dead tit of sorrow, sorrow It's alright, we'll learn it all before we go Snapped by the neck as we follow Chin up, now tighten the rope Leave it all hollow This place is holding me Jump through the rope, let's make it credible When blood is all we see Life is impossible Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle's turning fast The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out No funeral, no pyre left burning This body's dust in the wind that's hurling past The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out "If I were the devil I would promote an attitude of loving things and using people Instead of the other way around I would make it legal to take the life of the unborn Make it socially acceptable to take one's own life And invent machines to make it more convenient I would attack the family, the backbone of every nation I would come up with drugs that sedate the mind and target the young And I would get sports heroes to advertise them" I guess I will just leave things the way they are This place is holding me (this place is holding me) Jump through the rope, let's make it credible (credible) When blood is all we see Life is impossible Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle's turning The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling We're on the clock and the needle's turning fast The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out No funeral, no pyre left burning This body's dust in the wind that's hurling past The misery's killing me slowly Give me a spine to work it out
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4:16 gets me every time
the clarity at 3:40 is GREAT i love that guitar tone
That chorus …so epic
Thanks for this. As a fellow guitarist I really enjoy a good instrumental, even more so when something like changing time signatures makes it more complex. The switching between 7/8 and 4/4 is awesome, especially on verse 2 and the bridge.
Thank you so much for this!
Latched to this life like a death-grip
We're satisfied with the mundane and keeping out of sight
But still we are young
We are young
I'll stare the angels down
Keep them in the back room
Shut the door and let go
Now we stare at the grave cold and paralyzed
Pushing daisies while we still feel the sunshine
We are young
We are young
Slip through the marigolds and please our damaged souls
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope, let's make it credible
When blood is all we see, life is impossible
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle is turning
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
You're just another one wandering aimlessly until the grave
The signs of the times are upon us all
We're bleeding for tomorrow
Sucking on the mother's dead tit of sorrow
It's alright, we'll learn it all before we go
Snapped by the neck as we follow
Chin up, now tighten the rope
Leave it all hollow
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope, let's make it credible
When blood is all we see, life is impossible
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle is turning fast
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
No funeral
No pyre left burning
This body is dust in the wind that's hurling past
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
I guess I will just leave things the way they are
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope, let's make it credible
When blood is all we see, life is impossible
(Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle's turning
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out)
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle is turning fast
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
No funeral
No pyre left burning
This body is dust in the wind that's hurling past
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
I love the Bach feel this has to it.
The Chrous is soooo beautiful!
Why the hell on RUclips outro is cut-out? It's fucking best ambient, that I've ever heard. I'm literally feeling string wind somewhere in midnight bay somewhere in Iceland, Norway or Argentina. It's amazing
Can you do Have A Blast?? i think it would be amazing to hear the technical aspects of that amazing song that you would otherwise miss with the vocals!! PLEASE!!!
they played this when i saw them at the wiltern 😌
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00:15
can i use this instrumental for my vocal cover?
Danny Syahputra sure
@@DeltaStar480 I was gonna make my own, but I like yours, so I'd like to use it too!
Hi, may I use your mix for a video? :)
c0il I don't own the rights to it but I'm sure it would be fine as long as you abide by copyright laws
Well, you had a hand in the instrumental version so it's only right to give credit where it's due. :)
3:35- 4:05
Great mix dude, but I can defiantly see you're favoring the guitar in this mix and the drums are no where to be found lol I'm a guitar player myself but I treat each instrument equally nothing is no more or no less and every instrument is audible cause I believe it's very important that each instrument has clarity and balance cause it all ads up in the final stage when it comes together. Also don't rush your work just to get it up on youtube, youtube is not going anywhere if it takes you five hours or a day to mix a song so be it cause you want your final product to the best it can be before you showcase it. :) just some friendly tips and keep up the good work.
Thanks man, no actual mixing work was done just mastering. It's funny that you say that tho because I was having a really hard time getting clarity with the drums. While referencing I noticed how awesome the drums sounded on the album. Really incredible, there was so much space, nothing was clashing with them. For the life of me I could not recreate that in my master. I almost thought of going in and re-mixing the drum track, but I didn't have the time for that. This song was a tough one for me.
I'm working on my own instrumental version using audacity. I use amplify to lower the volume of everything except for the drums, because if I amplify the drums too much it might clip. I started with -2.0 and adjusted it to my liking from there. I also added a mild reverb.
Taylor Gallegos i love it. you really here the epicness that the guitar brings in the chorus, what i barely noticed in the original mix
Aah!!Much better without the vocals.
It weird to me that people either think Spencer is incredible or they hate him, no in-between.
I think he’s good. And I like their music without the vocals, so there’s at least one in between for you.
The real way to enjoy Periphery is of course without that embarrassing vocal.
Yep
Guess so
The vocals in Marigold were fantastic, one of the best things about the song
I kinda agree, poor spencer tho
Suck my balls #spencer
Latched to this life like a death-grip, we're satisfied
With the mundane and keeping out of sight, but still we are young
We are young
I'll stare the angels down
Keep them in the back room, shut the door and let go
Now we stare at the grave cold and paralyzed
Pushing daisies while we still feel the sunshine
We are young, we are young
Slip through the marigolds and please our damaged souls
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope, let's make it credible
When blood is all we see
Life is impossible
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle's turning
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
You're just another one wandering
Aimlessly until the grave
The signs of the times are upon us
So we're bleeding for tomorrow
Sucking on the mother's dead tit of sorrow, sorrow
It's alright, we'll learn it all before we go
Snapped by the neck as we follow
Chin up, now tighten the rope
Leave it all hollow
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope, let's make it credible
When blood is all we see
Life is impossible
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle's turning fast
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
No funeral, no pyre left burning
This body's dust in the wind that's hurling past
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
"If I were the devil
I would promote an attitude of loving things and using people
Instead of the other way around
I would make it legal to take the life of the unborn
Make it socially acceptable to take one's own life
And invent machines to make it more convenient
I would attack the family, the backbone of every nation
I would come up with drugs that sedate the mind and target the young
And I would get sports heroes to advertise them"
I guess I will just leave things the way they are
This place is holding me (this place is holding me)
Jump through the rope, let's make it credible (credible)
When blood is all we see
Life is impossible
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle's turning
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle's turning fast
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
No funeral, no pyre left burning
This body's dust in the wind that's hurling past
The misery's killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
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