Format:

Impulse Tracker 2.14v3 IT 2.14

Size:

1273565 bytes

BPM:

92

Speed:

3

Channels:

32

Song Length:

28

Samples:

67

Patterns:

62

Tracks:

1

Track length:

1984

SHA1:

55d7076404ba5d7bb0dbe48e6929902c9b3d15fd

MD5:

bcaa9e864d04afaf103924be291e83de

        Rainy Days...

        The Afternoon is quite cold
        because the Autumn has gone,
        I'm searching for right chords
        but I only find stupid words.

        Please, Don't be lazy,
        Wheater forecast is Jazzy.
        Drink a lot of hot coffee.



        Now your brain should be morphing

        you are ready for composing.
        

**
        The world is all around you,
        all the people are looking to you
        but Nobody speak to you.
        and nobody will love you.

        The civilization is quite modern
        Everybody breath at moment.


        You can modify nothing
        variables seem to be static
        Gods should now be laughing
        the world is really automatic
        

        The universe is intergalactic


        Human life is more electronic

        You can't control people
        I'm a robot with sensors
        My value is the precision,
        But I have to take a decision

        let's start with the mission
              
        The way they feel       
        Toggle 


        I'll give you an advise,
        so, check this twice


**
        All this technology sucks!
        'couse tracking is like a drug
        and I have become an addicted,
        That's why I have insisted.
**
        Tracking consumes time,
        and the time consumes the life         
        Time is essential 
        if you never feel a pain
        perhaps, you have died  

              
      
        bigger, 
        better
        larger
        interpolated
        irritated


        so, work organised
        

**
        You could need some inspiration,
        maybe, a little more imagination.
        Try to change your destination,
        freedom means "no domination".
        Remove all your fears
        your face won't have tears
**




     

        Jazz sounds like cool breeze,
        help you to feel the dream.
        Armonic sequenced melody
        ecourgages you to end the rapsody

**
        Refuse to Midi Controllers
        The art is being destroyed,
        Go back to old Computers
        The scene is being encouraged
        Remember how much we enjoyed.



        Places that have no been explored



        Don't programme the sounds
        Mathematics aren't allowed,
        Break the beat in your rowns
        Nothing here support a law.
        Load the samples very slow,
        then, slide their pitches down,  
        equalize correctly the sound
        and boost your speakers, dawn.
 

        People always want easy solutions
        Searching for fucking revolutions,  
        People give a lot of instructions
        Why don't we find any evolutions?

        And now pay a little more attention,
        Remember that this is an invitation:
        Be yourself, search for innovation,
        Don't worry if there is no education.

        Dont Hurry,
        Be Patient,
        Just play the keys,
        it seems to be, 
        it's what I see
        Dont make dirty beats
        Imagine you feel a dream

        Technology sucks,
        You will need some luck.        
             
       
        I notice the wind
        Something wrong is in the air

**
        Work this after ninety nine
        open your sinthetic mind,
        Let's go back in time,
        now your future is mine.

        Nobody can listen to me.
        nobody can control me.
        Electronic jazzy sounds
        bring you the future
        Saxofony Clusting
        Pizzicato Stick
        Underground experience.


Dedicated to someone who

• http://ftp.modland.com/pub/modules/Impulsetracker/Neno
• http://ftp.modland.com/pub/modules/Impulsetracker/Neno/cold jazzy rain.it