I actually really enjoy that TGSP3 was added to this. You have all these songs that are collectively about death, especially Theories, which symbolizes that death can happen at any moment and life will go on without you, and to follow that up, we have a song that screams "Live life while you can". Very nice tie up.
Especially with that jarring ending to Theories that lines up perfectly with the start to TGSP3? Gives me chills every time. I want to hear him ensure his dad's memory that he'll do right by his own kid, but... it never gets said.
I like how clicking the album brings you to the album on iTunes, it was a nice add. With all the pop-up links people put on their videos telling people to subscribe or like or whatever it's nice to see you just support the artist.
One of the restraints being myself, because if something doesn't look appealing to the eye then I just delete it (i.e. a white box around Watsky that leads to his website. I should have done that but it wouldn't look good).
Well I didn't even really do anything. I just put them back to back. That's why I don't take credit for it or ask for subs. Besides, I couldn't care less if a million people watched it and I didn't gain a single subscriber, I'm just happy people are watching it.
Thanks for that though. Like there's so many people who did less work then you but are so self righteous that they think they need millions of subs. Like a breath of fresh air
I think Theories is a story about how we shouldn't sweat too much about life, that not having a very tight grip on it ain't so bad, as illustrated by the story arc of George's dad. Enjoy it's flow, despite the intense desire to control it.
conversations is my favourite no doubt in my mind its so well done and it almost brings me to tears everytime i listen to it because i relate to it so much
I still remember hearing these songs live in 2016 in Boston with my dad and just crying the whole way through and him looking at me with concern and having to explain it was happy tears. 6 years later I keep coming back. sometimes the tears are happy. sometimes it's sad. I'm just glad this exists.
Theories Arthur stepped off, yeah he stepped offa the chair Couldn't weigh a hundred forty pounds And the rope snapped yeah the rope snapped And then Arthur found himself looking up from the ground Looking up, looking up, found things looking up Looking up, looking not so down, no not so down No knots don't have to stay that way No, not so tightly wound What a lovely thing it is to fail To release those grasping fingernails Arthur thought the end was near Then Arthur played for fifty years And then my father walked down 8th and 57th street to Carnegie Hall, yeah it was Carnegie Hill The show was past sold out for weeks But they said "if you don't mind, if you don't mind sitting on stage Sometimes we release a couple seats" Twenty feet, twenty feet, yeah my dad's twenty three Tweet feet from the hands on the keys Yeah, the hands on the keys of a man with the hands that almost didn't exist That almost didn't exist to see Back in 97 when Dad was my chauffeur He'd play radio and I'd try to guess the composer Chopin sprinkled over the hum of the motor When I was young never I'd doubt my composure Everything's kosher, man I was so sure I'd say that I'm good Don't want no adulthood I never understood Couldn't get how anyone would ever want to end to their life Until the day that I could I've heard it said we're alone in the ether That we're the only intelligent creatures So you don't need to adjust your receivers If they were out there they'd be texting us, hitting our beepers Invading us on some alien Julius Caesar Or begging "take me to your leader" But I got a theory it's neither That there's a billion brilliant alien planets at leisure Smoking alien reefer The evolution of the mind's not the hunger to conquer Or to want or to seek or to wander Or even wonder, but to simply to be Until we cease to be any longer There's nothing wrong with heavy eyelids I hope you enjoyed my twenties as much as I did You'll never know how much that all of you provided And I'm gonna try to do the same for
Roses Don't let my ghost drag you down If you don't see me around It doesn't mean that I fell Yeah I'm doing well I got some roses to smell I hope you smile when I'm gone It means I had the strength to move on To find another story to tell To answer the bell I got some roses to smell When magic's happening my habit's been coiling up a memory and trappin it right In the cavity of my ribs, like the doors of a cabinet might But you won't hold onto a shadow just by grabbing it tight Set it free and let it back in the light Never out of my heart, even when out of my sight Leaving is sposed to be hard Man I thought it so was selfish of people I love to keep falling out of my life But now I know No I don't take it personal If you got a really lovely place to go I will chase my goals yeah, to make me whole Cause it's urgent we love and be loved I've begun to scrub up with detergent to shine up my soul Don't let my ghost drag you down If you don't see me around It doesn't mean that I fell Yeah I'm doing well I got some roses to smell I hope you smile when I'm gone It means I had the strength to move on To find another story to tell To answer the bell I got some roses to smell Cause every screen the we tap is screaming that bigger is better Better is how you make yourself matter But matter is fleeting Am I living to feed a machine that I'm blind to see? No point in hiding my pride if there's no privacy I've already dedicated too much of my time to trying to get my followers up And crying out for attention And sleeping around to mend a hollow crater inside of me Knowing well that it don't mean shit Going to the well for another cheap dopamine hit I'm done being a bitch to ambition I'm already rich I got a head that's full of million dollar questions And the length of it Is I don't need the courage to work I want the strength to quit Don't let my ghost drag you down If you don't see me around It doesn't mean that I fell Yeah I'm doing well I got some roses to smell I hope you smile when I'm gone It means I had the strength to move on To find another story to tell To answer the bell I got some roses to smell
I personally like Roses and Theories the best because I first heard them when I was extremely depressed and thinking of ending it and the message in those songs really pulled me out of the darkness
Conversations I remember vividly My tears dropping on the grey carpet on the top step Pops giving me his best guess Me confessing the burning question stressing and concerning me and Turning me to a wet mess It's probably nothing I get it, I'm aware I know it's probably stupid to be scared But these days are flying past us and nobody seems to care It's like we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there What happens when we hit it? Do we split into a million bits Or do we come back as a bullfrog and talk in ribbits? What is it? What is it? What is it? You got the answer so give it, so give it, so give it Don't lie, what happens when we die? Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from what I've been told Probably thinking, "How'd I raise this emo fucking nine-year old?" Since I'm sorta really not religious it's a crapshoot I roll a pair of dice Although the thought of paradise is very nice In my heart I know I don't believe in magic So I'm thinking maybe death is like eternal TV static Or returning to the state before your birth Absorbed into the earth The fewer hours left the more they're worth I admit that it's difficult to think about I think everybody got a little bit of doubt You don't get to hide from it even if you shout Not a soul on the planet gets to wiggle out And he said that I know that's it's tough to take in son but it's so early I can see you're in a hurry but don't worry cause That isn't for a long, long time That isn't for a long, long time That isn't for a long, long time That isn't for a long, long, long, long time Life moves fast Made the mistake of blinking, twenty years passed Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn with father We don't bother doing Christmas in the Bay any longer It's first time that we've had this conversation He says "It's tough to take in I know we're not quite ancient But we've reached age where we should probably talk arrangements We could take it several routes We could sell the house We can't work forever, eventually money will run out That's a spot taking a loan would help us cover Which would make it tougher to leave something for you and your brother" Stop, can't you see? Every meal that you paid for me All this power to chase a dream All this privilege not to crave riches But it's plain to me the key fact is it's easy to act like cash means jack shit if You never lacked it And the greatest honor I could have is to make a buck and pass back a Fraction of all the happiness you gave to me And I will never make you live where you don't aim to be Age is just data We paint our story A to Z then dip out R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the pages Tear up the stage and we take a seat Making a vacancy Famous or not, we fade from the plot Every day when a new night falls I ride around the sun on this big blue ball I get a bit further from the kid called Paul And I get a bit closer to the big brick wall But since inching up to that fence I can run my fingers against all the bricks and mortar and sense That it's not so cold and so dense And although I'm mournful I've known that I'm not immortal I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading through this portal We're born to return to home we're all born to be mincemeat Everything dies except for Papaya King hotdogs on 86th St Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the same since the fifties He didn't always love the city but dammit he'll miss me How can you miss something after you leave, I agree that it's sad but please Don't dwell on it Dad, because That isn't for a long, long time That isn't for a long, long time That isn't for a long, long time That isn't for a long, long, long, long time
Aperture 102 thanks man I'm trying my fiance and I split up Easter weekend then a week later found out she was pregnant so we started trying to work things out and last week she miscarried and decided she doesnt want us to be together again it all just hurts to suffer so much loss in such a short period.
Tiny Glowing Screens Part 3 Nothing matters... so it doesn’t matter if nothing matters And while you be, be true. And if you won’t fuck you. Burn your clothes open the wine, close your eyes freeze time. You're officially welcome to grab your crotches Synchronize your watches and pour us a couple scotches People still as statues can't catch you, turn pockets empty If they're packed with plenty move some to ones lacking any while I take a crack at hacking the bank to jack em to cover high debts You're screening floating bullets with a butterfly net, if there's any screaming pause it and cut out sound, deposit the slugs underground I'm positive that we don't fuck around no we go scooping up the diesel that's leaking a sinking tanker forever stuck at anchor like beetles get stuck in amber halted like the thaw of the iceberg that shoulda sank her halted right beside the temperature spike and the spread of cancer and all my peoples' engagements and babies my friends are making We quit getting lamer, days quit getting later, life quits being labor, quick- you should come through to our party, dude bring your crew bring your an army youth is inside of the heart, the future can never harm me We're never tardy (freeze, freeze, freeze) Late or early don't worry we'll wait cause we're in no hurry to see the pearly gates I sit outside and watch the pigeon shit and tiny airplanes hanging in the sky and then I hit a McCartney show and trip off how his arm is superglued to his guitar and then I enjoy the lovely view and stand there for a month or two, my headphones looping Love Me Do on repeat Paul might not die if we try to wall off this diorama, we'll buy all the time we want and then spend it all to Move this crowd-to join as converts to the church of blessed concerts and then conjure up some conversation Yes, I'm proud-my country is my heart and so in every combination we all rep a common nation That is how-I know that all we lepers and we shepherds join together now in holy congregation, everybody Stop right now! I want to hear the church bells ring I want to see the fog roll in I don't mind the muddy water I don't mind the ocean wind Show me I'm alive right now Even if you gotta prick this skin Open up your eyes [x4] Some days I throw my hands up like this shit right here is hopeless but today I throw my hands up like this shit right here's the dopest I'll never sew my family's holes up saying hocus pocus So I focus love on what is whole and chase my magnum opus There's so much more life before I leave this skin behind me Right now I'm feeling finer than Aaliyah in the 90s Yeah, today I'm feeling firmly like my faith could never burn me like I'm apt to move that mountain just by glaring at it sternly Then San Francisco used to seem bigger than Jupiter From the view of an atom, the human body's a universe how impossibly big it be this symmetry this brutality and beauty and synergy and beyond what we'll live to see, I know nothing limit me just take everything ever, and we are that times infinity
You can request someone that normally transcribes music to midi/ sheet music (i.e. I've requested LyricWulf to) but there is no official sheet music. If all else fails, maybe (maybe) try contacting Ryan Whyman for the music, as he is credited for the piano.
Well, Lovely Thing Suite is collectively about death. It ends abruptly because death can come at any moment, whether you choose to or not. The subway track plays after it cuts off, which symbolizes that the world goes on with or without you. It is also the same track used at the beginning of Tiny Glowing Screens, Pt. 3 to make the whole album loop times infinity.
Yea, I really can't figure it out. Playing the track on xInfinity and then this, it just sounds off. Not sure why. Made sure my PC wasn't doing any weird equalizer crap, but it's all set to basic. I could just be crazy. Definitely wouldn't be news to me.
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This is more than just music, this is a journey
This is more than just a journey
Aperture 102 its an odyssey
I thought you said magic not music. You would have still been right.
I actually really enjoy that TGSP3 was added to this. You have all these songs that are collectively about death, especially Theories, which symbolizes that death can happen at any moment and life will go on without you, and to follow that up, we have a song that screams "Live life while you can". Very nice tie up.
Especially with that jarring ending to Theories that lines up perfectly with the start to TGSP3? Gives me chills every time. I want to hear him ensure his dad's memory that he'll do right by his own kid, but... it never gets said.
I like how clicking the album brings you to the album on iTunes, it was a nice add. With all the pop-up links people put on their videos telling people to subscribe or like or whatever it's nice to see you just support the artist.
Well that's why I made the video. I tried to add more stuff that lead to his pages but there were certain restraints which wouldn't let me.
One of the restraints being myself, because if something doesn't look appealing to the eye then I just delete it (i.e. a white box around Watsky that leads to his website. I should have done that but it wouldn't look good).
Yeah I gotcha. Well, I think it's awesome what you did.
Well I didn't even really do anything. I just put them back to back. That's why I don't take credit for it or ask for subs. Besides, I couldn't care less if a million people watched it and I didn't gain a single subscriber, I'm just happy people are watching it.
Thanks for that though. Like there's so many people who did less work then you but are so self righteous that they think they need millions of subs. Like a breath of fresh air
I think Theories is a story about how we shouldn't sweat too much about life, that not having a very tight grip on it ain't so bad, as illustrated by the story arc of George's dad.
Enjoy it's flow, despite the intense desire to control it.
Thank you in name of art
This is my favorite video anyone has ever posted
People voted 50/50 on Theories and Roses, but my favorite is actually Knots.
Unless only two people voted, then that would make sense.
It was only added a day ago, so it's probably only two votes.
JudaTheIsm conversations and theories
Knots hands down, actually baffling how genius the lyrics are in that piece
although I wont lie I relate to conversations on another level, as losing my father is one of my biggest fears
conversations is my favourite no doubt in my mind its so well done and it almost brings me to tears everytime i listen to it because i relate to it so much
I love the story he tells with all these songs
I’d rather just play with this for myself and my cat. Amazing sound
I still remember hearing these songs live in 2016 in Boston with my dad and just crying the whole way through and him looking at me with concern and having to explain it was happy tears.
6 years later I keep coming back. sometimes the tears are happy. sometimes it's sad. I'm just glad this exists.
Theories
Arthur stepped off, yeah he stepped offa the chair
Couldn't weigh a hundred forty pounds
And the rope snapped yeah the rope snapped
And then Arthur found himself looking up from the ground
Looking up, looking up, found things looking up
Looking up, looking not so down, no not so down
No knots don't have to stay that way
No, not so tightly wound
What a lovely thing it is to fail
To release those grasping fingernails
Arthur thought the end was near
Then Arthur played for fifty years
And then my father walked down 8th and 57th street to
Carnegie Hall, yeah it was Carnegie Hill
The show was past sold out for weeks
But they said "if you don't mind, if you don't mind sitting on stage
Sometimes we release a couple seats"
Twenty feet, twenty feet, yeah my dad's twenty three
Tweet feet from the hands on the keys
Yeah, the hands on the keys of a man with the hands that almost didn't exist
That almost didn't exist to see
Back in 97 when Dad was my chauffeur
He'd play radio and I'd try to guess the composer
Chopin sprinkled over the hum of the motor
When I was young never I'd doubt my composure
Everything's kosher, man I was so sure
I'd say that I'm good
Don't want no adulthood
I never understood
Couldn't get how anyone would ever want to end to their life
Until the day that I could
I've heard it said we're alone in the ether
That we're the only intelligent creatures
So you don't need to adjust your receivers
If they were out there they'd be texting us, hitting our beepers
Invading us on some alien Julius Caesar
Or begging "take me to your leader"
But I got a theory it's neither
That there's a billion brilliant alien planets at leisure
Smoking alien reefer
The evolution of the mind's not the hunger to conquer
Or to want or to seek or to wander
Or even wonder, but to simply to be
Until we cease to be any longer
There's nothing wrong with heavy eyelids
I hope you enjoyed my twenties as much as I did
You'll never know how much that all of you provided
And I'm gonna try to do the same for
I love these guys
Thanks for putting this together. Especially appreciate you put TGS3 at the end !
I fucking love that you added tiny glowing screens 3 know this
Roses
Don't let my ghost drag you down
If you don't see me around
It doesn't mean that I fell
Yeah I'm doing well
I got some roses to smell
I hope you smile when I'm gone
It means I had the strength to move on
To find another story to tell
To answer the bell
I got some roses to smell
When magic's happening my habit's been coiling up a memory and trappin it right
In the cavity of my ribs, like the doors of a cabinet might
But you won't hold onto a shadow just by grabbing it tight
Set it free and let it back in the light
Never out of my heart, even when out of my sight
Leaving is sposed to be hard
Man I thought it so was selfish of people I love to keep falling out of my life
But now I know
No I don't take it personal
If you got a really lovely place to go
I will chase my goals yeah, to make me whole
Cause it's urgent we love and be loved
I've begun to scrub up with detergent to shine up my soul
Don't let my ghost drag you down
If you don't see me around
It doesn't mean that I fell
Yeah I'm doing well
I got some roses to smell
I hope you smile when I'm gone
It means I had the strength to move on
To find another story to tell
To answer the bell
I got some roses to smell
Cause every screen the we tap is screaming that bigger is better
Better is how you make yourself matter
But matter is fleeting
Am I living to feed a machine that I'm blind to see?
No point in hiding my pride if there's no privacy
I've already dedicated too much of my time to trying to get my followers up
And crying out for attention
And sleeping around to mend a hollow crater inside of me
Knowing well that it don't mean shit
Going to the well for another cheap dopamine hit
I'm done being a bitch to ambition
I'm already rich
I got a head that's full of million dollar questions
And the length of it
Is I don't need the courage to work
I want the strength to quit
Don't let my ghost drag you down
If you don't see me around
It doesn't mean that I fell
Yeah I'm doing well
I got some roses to smell
I hope you smile when I'm gone
It means I had the strength to move on
To find another story to tell
To answer the bell
I got some roses to smell
I have been listening to this on repeat and I can't get over it!! *I love you*
I remember vividly...
Thank you for a good cry
Fucking gorgeous.
I think that the best ones are Conversations and Knots
the plane 143 remix of roses on kisswatskysgluteusmaximus.bandcamp.com/ is wayyyy better.
I personally like Roses and Theories the best because I first heard them when I was extremely depressed and thinking of ending it and the message in those songs really pulled me out of the darkness
Lord lindley I really wanted to like those remixes, but they just don't grab me the way the originals do
Roses is my absolute favorite followed by Theories :)
pure amazingness
This song saved my life.
Conversations is my favorite
Conversations
I remember vividly
My tears dropping on the grey carpet on the top step
Pops giving me his best guess
Me confessing the burning question stressing and concerning me and
Turning me to a wet mess
It's probably nothing
I get it, I'm aware
I know it's probably stupid to be scared
But these days are flying past us and nobody seems to care
It's like we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
What happens when we hit it?
Do we split into a million bits
Or do we come back as a bullfrog and talk in ribbits?
What is it? What is it? What is it?
You got the answer so give it, so give it, so give it
Don't lie, what happens when we die?
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from what I've been told
Probably thinking, "How'd I raise this emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not religious it's a crapshoot
I roll a pair of dice
Although the thought of paradise is very nice
In my heart I know I don't believe in magic
So I'm thinking maybe death is like eternal TV static
Or returning to the state before your birth
Absorbed into the earth
The fewer hours left the more they're worth
I admit that it's difficult to think about
I think everybody got a little bit of doubt
You don't get to hide from it even if you shout
Not a soul on the planet gets to wiggle out
And he said that I know that's it's tough to take in son but it's so early
I can see you're in a hurry but don't worry cause
That isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long, long, long time
Life moves fast
Made the mistake of blinking, twenty years passed
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn with father
We don't bother doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's first time that we've had this conversation
He says "It's tough to take in
I know we're not quite ancient
But we've reached age where we should probably talk arrangements
We could take it several routes
We could sell the house
We can't work forever, eventually money will run out
That's a spot taking a loan would help us cover
Which would make it tougher to leave something for you and your brother"
Stop, can't you see?
Every meal that you paid for me
All this power to chase a dream
All this privilege not to crave riches
But it's plain to me the key fact is it's easy to act like cash means jack shit if
You never lacked it
And the greatest honor I could have is to make a buck and pass back a
Fraction of all the happiness you gave to me
And I will never make you live where you don't aim to be
Age is just data
We paint our story A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the pages
Tear up the stage and we take a seat
Making a vacancy
Famous or not, we fade from the plot
Every day when a new night falls
I ride around the sun on this big blue ball
I get a bit further from the kid called Paul
And I get a bit closer to the big brick wall
But since inching up to that fence
I can run my fingers against all the bricks and mortar and sense
That it's not so cold and so dense
And although I'm mournful I've known that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading through this portal
We're born to return to home we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King hotdogs on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the same since the fifties
He didn't always love the city but dammit he'll miss me
How can you miss something after you leave, I agree that it's sad but please
Don't dwell on it Dad, because
That isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long, long, long time
You might want to add time stamps in the description for easy navigation.
Personally, Knots is my favorite, but it's followed by Conversations.
my jam
this is bad ass
Thanks!
im struggling right now, but this helps and hurts and helps...
Hi Jong Wing Stay strong, buddy
Aperture 102 thanks man I'm trying my fiance and I split up Easter weekend then a week later found out she was pregnant so we started trying to work things out and last week she miscarried and decided she doesnt want us to be together again it all just hurts to suffer so much loss in such a short period.
Hi Jong Wing Sorry to hear that, man. Everything will work out in the end, just keep your head high and try to keep ahold of happiness
@@coltenrhodes3182 How are things going nowadays?
@@commanderanime things don’t get easier but we get stronger 👍
It's battling... With self... And a love, who is ill . And second chances. And doubt , to overcome, to love again.
What I get off it
Conversations is my favorite followed by Roses.
Listening to Eminem fight mumble rap then I came here for a break. Watsky just keeps writing down stories he doesn't care about the mainstream.
Tiny Glowing Screens Part 3
Nothing matters... so it doesn’t matter if nothing matters
And while you be, be true. And if you won’t fuck you.
Burn your clothes open the wine, close your eyes freeze time.
You're officially welcome to grab your crotches
Synchronize your watches and pour us a couple scotches
People still as statues can't catch you, turn pockets empty
If they're packed with plenty move some to ones lacking any
while I take a crack at hacking the bank to jack em to cover high debts
You're screening floating bullets with a butterfly net, if there's any screaming
pause it and cut out sound, deposit the slugs underground
I'm positive that we don't fuck around
no we go scooping up the diesel that's leaking a sinking tanker
forever stuck at anchor like beetles get stuck in amber
halted like the thaw of the iceberg that shoulda sank her
halted right beside the temperature spike and the spread of cancer
and all my peoples' engagements and babies my friends are making
We quit getting lamer, days quit getting later, life quits being labor, quick-
you should come through to our party, dude bring your crew bring your an army
youth is inside of the heart, the future can never harm me
We're never tardy (freeze, freeze, freeze)
Late or early don't worry we'll wait cause we're in no hurry to see the pearly gates
I sit outside and watch the pigeon shit and tiny airplanes hanging in the sky and then I
hit a McCartney show and trip off how his arm is superglued to his guitar and then I
enjoy the lovely view and stand there for a month or two, my headphones looping Love Me Do on repeat
Paul might not die if we try to wall off this diorama, we'll buy all the time we want and then spend it all to
Move this crowd-to join as converts to the church of blessed concerts and then conjure up some conversation
Yes, I'm proud-my country is my heart and so in every combination we all rep a common nation
That is how-I know that all we lepers and we shepherds join together now in holy congregation, everybody
Stop right now!
I want to hear the church bells ring
I want to see the fog roll in
I don't mind the muddy water
I don't mind the ocean wind
Show me I'm alive right now
Even if you gotta prick this skin
Open up your eyes [x4]
Some days I throw my hands up like this shit right here is hopeless
but today I throw my hands up like this shit right here's the dopest
I'll never sew my family's holes up saying hocus pocus
So I focus love on what is whole and chase my magnum opus
There's so much more life before I leave this skin behind me
Right now I'm feeling finer than Aaliyah in the 90s
Yeah, today I'm feeling firmly like my faith could never burn me
like I'm apt to move that mountain just by glaring at it sternly
Then San Francisco used to seem bigger than Jupiter
From the view of an atom, the human body's a universe
how impossibly big it be this symmetry
this brutality and beauty and synergy
and beyond what we'll live to see, I know nothing limit me
just take everything ever, and we are that times infinity
15:12 is a nice place to skip to if one wants to avoid the advertisement-sounding section right after Theories
I think this is peak
Can anyone find the sheet music for this?? I've scoured the internet and can't find anything ☹
You can request someone that normally transcribes music to midi/ sheet music (i.e. I've requested LyricWulf to) but there is no official sheet music. If all else fails, maybe (maybe) try contacting Ryan Whyman for the music, as he is credited for the piano.
Aperture 102 Alright. Thank you so much!!!!! 😁
420 likes :D
Lovely thing theories the end always confuses me, what is the meaning?
Well, Lovely Thing Suite is collectively about death. It ends abruptly because death can come at any moment, whether you choose to or not. The subway track plays after it cuts off, which symbolizes that the world goes on with or without you. It is also the same track used at the beginning of Tiny Glowing Screens, Pt. 3 to make the whole album loop times infinity.
This meaning makes it so great
damn
It ties all the songs together as well and explains how they all connect as a story
what is the specific gene?
I feel it's to far from rap.
poetic rap is closer but I feel it still has a more specific gene.
Fluttershy if you mean genre than the genre is watsky
Rap is an acronym- rhythm and poetry, so in that case it’s still rap
Lmao I'd call it beefed up Slam Poetry
Balian say that to watskys early slam poetry stuff..
It could be described as spoken word I would believe :) correct me if I'm wrong though.
I think that wounded healer should be added to this
What key is this in
B
Can anyone post lyrics?
First time I listened to "Conversations", I though he said "Or do we come back as a bullfrog and fuckin' ribbit" instead of "talk in ribbits"
Dustin Spencer how to make that line even better haha
zam970poodle I was a little disapointed to find out what the line actually was 😂
Not sure what you did to the audio, but this doesn't sound right. Something's off. Like the bass is too high or something.
Cody Werklund Interesting
Yea, I really can't figure it out. Playing the track on xInfinity and then this, it just sounds off. Not sure why. Made sure my PC wasn't doing any weird equalizer crap, but it's all set to basic. I could just be crazy. Definitely wouldn't be news to me.
Cody Werklund Ableton Live may have warped it at some points. Not quite sure.
Thumbs downs? Why?....
holy fuck Watsky, this is some savant shit here, hit my DMs
Long song