Her Tapes - Sarkish

Audio Glitch Up Next

NEXT UP: Never Ends
Audio Glitch Star surf next piece alter33 music food4 aliens2

I was really surprised that my last video & music got a whole ten views over night!
And I honestly mean that as in shock!!!  I'm only ever use to seeing maybe four or five over night from frist uploading a music video, for it then to only freeze around the mid twenties.
Still it made my day and thanks for the comments on the last video - really kind of'ya 😃
The video coming up named: Audio Glitch Star surf next piece alter33 music food4 aliens2
Is more of a visual trip out with the first track called "Star surf" which is more or less just a high rez hyper audio intro link as I call it, a stepping stone of sorts or in plain english a filler 😝😝
Which floats you into the "next Piece" which was a lovely snip of footage and audio of a rather lovely looking young lady who was filmed singing street Opera.
This than clips out and in comes the track "Alter33".  Again another high level smasher, but I do like a good banging pumping LEVEL'S ARE WAY TO LOUD MAN style of music.  Great for linking tracks together.  And then from this we slide into "Music food for Alien2" which is just this weird funky slow stomp - really quite an odd funk out groove!
Pleased with all of these little wisphers of tracks, really enjoy working with the audio clips and working them into the music and getting a good seal & fit.

Audio Glitch In Workz

 Been slowly building up new tracks over the last month, I've got some interesting mixtures of music fusion.
I've just finished the next Audio Glitch collection which at the moment is called space shock moon water curve.  Which makes no sense but actually pretty much is the order of samples or audio clips used in each track.
I try to keep a loose theme running in each colletion but it can wobble off track at times!
I am more or less making this shit up as I piece it together 😄
I not overly sure if I'll be spending much time making other types of videos, I'm happy just to produce music and strange looking arty videos if I'm honest.

It's been a great boost to work with my new headphones which have allowed me to clearly pick out individual sounds when working.

Is reality real?

I've recently been spending time watching some of YouTube's top channels and have more or less come to the conclusion that the content is very basic and limited and seems more often to repeat itself and revolve's around slagging and putting down other so called top end channels for click bait drama appeal.
It's very similar to these tragically sad reality tv shows which are pretty much falsely claimed to be real and of the moment.  When what your watching on most accounts are loosely scripted flimsy plots badly acted out by over privileged individuals that have never done a hard days work in thier lifes, which begs the question why hell do you watch this shit in the first place?
In most accounts to this fact we can clearly see the target audience to be the most impressionable of the younger generation which is a worry.
I'm interested that YouTube itself takes very little or limited thought to what kind of effect this has on the minds of those who are still growing into their own minds.
There is clearly very little guidance, but who needs guidance when a channel with five million or ten million and so on is making a lot of money for the business.
Remember that money has no feelings but it can be argued that money can make you feel.
I'll wrap this up although I'd love to dig deeper but I know how futile this all is.
I think it all boil's down to people love drama and in a sad way enjoy watching other peoples misfortune and misery, which is why people love soap opera's so much.
For most people its a fix a drug that makes them feel better about their own lifes and perhaps it helps them in some way to get through the week knowing that their are others out there feelings pain whether it's real or not.
Either way I'll think your find that Humans are very sick puppies indeed and perhaps it's time you took a reality check.

Tammy Bobbins (Cross-dressing Stories)

Tammy Bobbins

As sure as the sun rose in the light blue and fluffy, he was just plain Trevor Cockins, and as sure as the sun set in the murky black below, she was Tammy Bobbins.
Nibble on feet and danced the fandango with the best of them, admittedly on her own in his rented apartment but nevertheless her heels were on fire.
Licking the floor with lava filled footprints and leaving vapor trails across the bedroom floor.
Trevor slumped himself down on the corner of his bed and as he did Tammy Bobbins also perched herself down ever so prim and proper like and smiled back at him from the full length mirror which had seen better days that leant up against the wall, which if truth be told was the only thing stopping the cracked and crumbling wall from falling down.
Trevor pulled the cheap pink nylon wig from his head and wiped the sweat from his brow, lifed his right buttock and farted.
Tammy very carefully and with the delicate touch of a child's heart surgeon replaced the one strand of hair that had fallen from rank back into place, opened a small clutch purse and pulled out a rather antique looking perfume atomiser and puffed the air.
"Same time next week Trevor?"
Tammy asked politely, swirling her arm and hand around in the air as she coughed.
Trevor looked at the rose colored glass bottle in his hand and gently squeezed it.
"This was my Mum's..."

(Thanks for reading my tall tale, although not far from the truth for some.)

Audio Glitch Dark Undertones

Always have fun working on the creepy sounding ones the most.
I thought the whole intro audio mash-up was really creepy!
I've been working with a new pair of headphones "Panasonic HD10 High res sound"
50mm driver units - super rich detail... 😮

Random photo effects

Been playing about with different fillers and lighting effects...
Interesting results 😊

Finding that spot in the sun

Finding that spot in the sun: By Dani Random



Finding that spot in the sun where you can bathe and bask and not quite burn. A place where you go and the air flows free, that place of stillness, a welcome break for a creature like you and me.
"Crippled, bent, broken, riddled and torn, I have the cure if you'd just hear me out over a cup of sweet black blood tea."
Standing at the oh-so-familiar crossroads that I had visited over the centuries, I shook my head and gave out the usual sigh. "Every time it's the same boring, rattling, lame old speech, Derek!"
Derek was a Crossroads Demon, pretty much your standard deal-making demon for fame, fortune, power, and life extensions. He dragged his cane through the dusty sun-scorched ground and drew a line. "Go on then - cross the line if you dare, Dani Boy!"
"Seriously? Are we doing this right now Derek? Surely you've got better things to be doing like, oh I don't know, ripping souls out of people's bodies for the hell of it?"  I shouted, placing my one hand on my hip.
Derek flung his head to one side as if a major insult had slapped him across the face. "You know that makes you look gay, right?" 
I gritted my teeth and seethed. "OK, whatever, Derek, we'll do it your way if makes you happy." I slowly hobbled my way over to him and broke the line by rubbing my foot through it. "There. Happy now? I've crossed the line. I've broken the boundaries between worlds. I've crossed from the purist light into the eternal darkness. Blah blah blah..."
Derek whipped his head round.  "Do it properly or don't do it at all" he demanded as he smoothed his hair back into place.
My shoulders dropped and I let out another sigh. "OK. From the top, but with feeling this time."  Derek nodded and smiled smugly.
"I crossed the line. I broke the boundaries between worlds. I crossed from the purist light into the eternal darkness. I call upon you, dark demon."
Derek interrupted - "I call upon you oh great dark demon!"
"Oh my God, Derek! Really! Did the Hell Hounds use your cereal bowl as a litter tray again?"
I turned and shuffled over to a small wooden bench, paint peeling and bleached by the sun, and slumped onto it. "Just juice me up Derek and put it on my tab... please?"
"Why you insist on doing the whole 'calling up from the dark below' is beyond me - I texted you like an hour ago to meet here and you were here waiting for me. You were here before me, Derek!"
Derek walked over, pulled his handkerchief from his top pocket, unfolded it, and placed it on the bench before sitting down. A few empty seconds passed.
"I didn't make quota last month", he said, staring straight out into the desert. I turned and tilted my head to one side.
"You didn't make quota?"  I said with some surpise and raised eyebrows.
"Nope - first time since the Black Death."
I joined Derek's fixed gaze out into the emptiness. "Damn, Derek, I'm sorry to hear that. How is Lucy by the way?" I politely enquired. Derek sniffed.  "She's a little irritable - you know full of fire, a tad cranky. She sends her best as always." I smiled. "I never did understand why she likes you so much, I mean look at you - a failing mess of blood, bone and gristle. A five year life extension on rotation I might add, hardly worth one's presence... no offence, of course."
Taking in a deep lungful of the desert night's cold air, I replied. "I fight fire with fire, Derek, what can I tell ya? She likes the heat of my kitchen and I make some mean hot chicken wings."
He turned back to stare out into the darkness. "Hm" he remarked disdainfully. "Well she does like her little pets."
I was slightly puzzled, I'd never seen Derek quite so worked up in all the years that had flowed by. "Hey man, you're really worried about this aren't you?"
Derek jerked his head up high, jutted his chin out,  and ran his finger around the inside of his collar. "To say I'm worried would be a regrettable insight on the matter, but yes I am somewhat uncomfortable with my current situation and I may have to seek a counselor for professional advice."
I pulled my phone from my pocket and clicked the calendar app. "I can fit you in next Tuesday around four o'clock - that work for you?" Derek brushed a hand across his leg and stood up, picked the handkerchief up from the bench and neatly folded it back into his breast pocket. "Tuesday will be fine. Here - payment in advance." He clicked his fingers and vanished.
I shook my head in disbelief of his arrogance - which you would have thought I would have been used to by now - and threw my Zimmer frame into the back of the truck, jigged on the spot and shouted out into the night.
"Yeah, see you next Tuesday... Derek."

New blogspot for Audio Glitch

Taken settler in a small blogspot page, where I'm currently posting my off cuts or the smaller chunks of Audio Glitch tracks.  At some point I plan to add playable wav links so others can download samples that I'm creating.
I've wanted for sometime to slide into the background - It's easier to post there and quicker.
Also there isn't a lose to your sound or audio levels on play back, although uploads are 100MB per upload from your desktop and play back is through a YouTube player.
It would seem unlike YouTube the quality is in the audio through a blogspot upload rather than the quality being pumped into the video if uploaded through YouTube and a lose of audio can be heard.

For sometime now and a few of you will know I've been sreaching within my music productions for a style a certian style of miminal and mystery, sublime and disorganized a undisciplined rambling mixer or sounds that no matter how much they shouldn't blend, I'm going to pit them off against each other and hear what happens.
Sounds within sounds that bleed even more sounds - it's the strangest and at times a bewildering audio high.

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