ahhhhhh I see. I didn't write lyrics but I had kinda a similar story. basically I was chillin in my bro's room and he plays idk, in da club or candy shop or some 50 shit, then he randomly goes "yo if u were a producer could u make this?" I listen and it's basically 3 notes getting hypnotically repeated over and over again, so I'm like "fuck yeah". long story short, with his help, 12 year old me installs fl studio and start playing around, and to this day I still say "Fuck yeah" to everything. just to regret it like 2 mins later but still..
I respect the honesty, my first beats sounded like absolute shite as do some of my new ones.
my 1st beat was goated tho...
i really wish I had a copy of one of my original twin cassette deck overdubbed from a 5 sec sampler on my mixer with zx spectrum as bass generator, man that would be neat. If only to laugh at the snake pit of hell, terrible synchronization and my desperation to be making music.
still better than OGBamas 1st beat tho. that one is a silent 3000 min long track.
you earned my respect btw.
It was mid 90's I started by dubbing with my mixer. I remember wondering why nobody liked my music, I thought it was the fucking dogs bollocks at the time. Then I heard it a few years later and realised why nobody liked it.
When I was 13 I was falling out of trees, while wrestling my school mates. We had a tree right near our school we could actually wrestle in. It was mad fun.
You cant see the tree properly behind the wall, but it was cut down in the 90's in the middle of the night to expand the north circular road, fucking cunts. That tree was old as fuck.
It looked like this when we wrestled in it...
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ahhhhh yes, "wrestling" with the boys under the giant tree where no one can see...When I was 13 I was falling out of trees, while wrestling my school mates. We had a tree right near our school we could actually wrestle in. It was mad fun.
You cant see the tree properly behind the wall, but it was cut down in the 90's in the middle of the night to expand the north circular road, fucking cunts. That tree was old as fuck.
It looked like this when we wrestled in it...
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ahhhh, the fond memories I have of the roundabout of death.Ah, yes. The good ol' days of kids doing insane things that were totally normal but would never happen again because society is soft.
I miss these:
the tree was plain to see, for some stupid reason, this picture of it was taken from behind the wall where the bowling green was and many old fogies.
