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Wednesday 28 September 2011

Amber

Fossilized ancient tree resin.
Crystalized coniferous secretion.
Also, I stay in Amber park
Also, I like this song. In Amber Clad.




But 'like' is a little too superficial and lacks description. 
Let me explain why this song is 'level 4' to me.

1. The blend of the choir. The halo soundtrack has always known to have African influence because a significant part of the game is actually played in Africa, but I shan't go into detail why this is so. Perhaps I'm biased, but the sound of a good choir, especially without lyrics always impacts me. And I think that when it comes to a song without lyrics, its up to us to give it imagery and meaning, which I have but can't really explain can I? I don't really like it when songs include choirs trying to be epic and shout super loud like in LOTR, because even simple pieces like this does it. And brilliantly.

2. The heavy bass and beat. Some game songs like to pump you up and blast you with overly-hyped music. This one does not. This one gives you pure, unadulterated, kick-ass FORTITUDE with every step that syncs with your heartbeat. And the great thing about the Halo soundtrack is that is blends in seamlessly with the environment. I'm a nerd

3. Guitar. Don't know why but currently in this phase of enjoying heavy guitar, no not the crazy pitched Through the Fire and Flames kind of shit. I WANT DEATH METAL \m/. I mean the rock kind. The kind like the opening to Holiday by Green Day. Yes, there's a wild side with a lot of testosterone in me my friend. Attempting to escape the shame of my super ultra pretty fingernails.

4. Originality. This may be the most crucial thing that makes Level 4 songs. Something just different, stylistic. Apart from the parts mentioned above, the fact that the song incorporates guitar, choir, violin, bass and drums so well is testament to a good artist, regardless that he is making it for a game. In fact, yes, make it for a game.

A similar song I've posted before. Also has a choir and a very nice pace that augments your stamina.



I'm a person who strives to appreciate the beauty in every genre, to give credit to creativity regardless of the stereotypes one may have. Having said that, I'm probably just trying to act cool and be hipster with music when most of my music is of one kind anyway. The death metal kind.

I still recall the days in the media lab with Tze Yang blasting all his crazy punk rock and yes, death metal. Really tried to understand why he thought it was good and I do to some degree :)

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In the Darkroom on my black notebook
I wonder how I survived 5 days of silence cause it sure as hell isn't working now... I should just let the Lord take control. Trust that the Lord will do good work. Its just a bother never knowing. Aren't I just trapped in post-P6 daze? Have I become so scared of my feelings? Why must the guy be the first to say. Why must the guy be the protector. Perhaps I must learn to throw away all my pride before I can have true confidence. For if you have nothing you have nothing to lose. And it is said, "He who exalts himself will be humbled and he who humbles himself will be exalted"

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Why can't I just be death metal myself? But what is myself? Do not be deceived by popular wisdom. Look underneath the shell of 'living without pretense', because without pretense then we may stoop to our lowest primal instincts and emotions. Without control and tolerance we lose civility.

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Never be fooled into thinking a person is one-sided, that he fits into a mould. Or at least, I'm trying to adhere to do unto others what you have them do unto you.

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I'm starting to ramble. Like my GP essays.

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The monkey in a banana was a prize my elder brother won at some fair in the UK, its as big as my younger brother. The seal (or supposed to be seal) was my birthday gift to my younger brother.

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