 | Seaside Holiday - Urlaub am Meer Kunstkopfaufnahme am Meer mit einer ruhigen Musik unterlegt. MP3 Download. Verwenden Sie einen Kopfhörer. Dummy head recording at the sea with a silent music in the background. MP3 download. Please, use a head-phone. http://cocaine-sounds.com |
 | 9-3-07 - How To #1 (Stereo!) Showing how one might record something as peaceful as a small yard water bubbler. In the photo you can see the tripod with the dummy "head" on it, and a plastic bag with the "ears" cut out for simple weather protection. Connected to that is the MiniDisc (lower middle), and my headphones. Off to the right you can see the tripod for the video cut that's about halfway through the recording. The "head" is made from 2" stacked sheets of foam from WalMart glued together and shaped to form a baffle in the shape of a head. The idea is that with this setup you can semi-accurately record the environment around the microphone and preserve some of the auditory ques your brain needs to locate sounds. It seems to work well. This video is in Stereo (Yes even here on YouTube), headphones give best sound reproduction, but it sounds great over speakers also. My apologies for the quality of the video, it's needed to preserve the stereo track on YouTube. |
 | 'Rythms from Madrid' by EarT This is an experimental sound piece which was done using binaural recording with very small microphones that I managed to fit in my ears(DPA's 4006), giving the sensation to the listener, when hearing back with headphones a weird feeling of being in the exact place. Af. The visual side represents some cultural and non cultural aspects from my beloved city Madrid. |
 | Dummy Headspin I was talking to Ron while Morrowind was running, and this dummy dude's head began to spin exorcist style. Thus I decided to record it, not knowing at first that the sound would record as well. |
 | 50 cent ft G-UNIT - 8 MILE FREESTYLE [Click here for Lyrics] 50 cent ft gunit - 8 MILE FREESTYLE [50 Cent] Yeah..50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo G-UNIT! [Lloyd Banks] This rap shit plays a major part of my life So if you jeapordize it I got the right To send a mothafucka at you tonight G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin' Swimmin' in barrels of money Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungry I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's money Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks!) By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin' Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen The physical presence of a female, form of a demon That's why, I fuck 'em and leave 'em Get my nut while I'm breathin' 'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin', now I'm duckin' and trippin' That's a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'? You trippin', more records could get my ass in position Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen With probable cause, it's probably sendin' out to prison You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards [Tony Yayo] You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me ('Cause what?) 'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto Niggas hate when you do good But when you broke, your friends and your enemies They love you, they love you "Cheche, get the llello" Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the trail "Cheche, get the llello" Picture me being crack (Tony Yayo!) You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie I'm the number one seller in the whole fuckin' country Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the low White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow It's time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble I'll make your money double Cook me in baking soda I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator Feed your family, turn your man into a hater Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards You tryin' to move more birds ...In PA all day, on the corner of Third [50 Cent] You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me (what?) 'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto Picture me polishin' pistols, I'm comin' to get you The shells hit you, you screamin' Think I'm playin'? I mean it Man, I done bought all these pistols Lets get it poppin' Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin' (C'mon) Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin' I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless, you know my contestants As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like "50 nice chain" Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV, BET Nigga you see me! I wonder if you mad, 'cause I'm doin' good or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back 'cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat You pussy Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigga They know you fuckin' frontin' nigga Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you nigga Niggas know me nigga, ask around in my 'hood nigga Read the "Daily News" nigga you see them talkin' about me nigga I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit Pussy, lets get it poppin' G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit! |
 | EDiSON COMPETiTiON That's some Jackie Chan head bobbin :D && The BEAR faked me out...was recording instead of TAKING A PIC...which is why i look like a dummy -_- |
 | MC Turbo Diss Turbo and Mike Applegate dis fuckin gay ass sesame street gangsters haha (Lyrics) Increase the peace what the fuck you talking about If you enter this battle with beef you wont be walking out Using your legs, you should stop talking shit in real life stick to talking shit on your computer instead This pussy aint fuckin with nobody I nutured his pets I can see through you but chose to see the future im blessed I saw yours guess what nothings there Nobody knows turbo in his own area you running where? Shut up I dont fuckin care, your crew look like some brownheads i'll leave them with brownstains in their underwear Front like you hard guys, when we all know your career will be asking people with their whopper meal do they want medium or large fries You can check my archive from Paul Clark and Rob Sharp You dont wanna see a brawl start im a fuckin rockstar Turbo you are not hard in fact you've turned soft Only way you hard is looking at men with their shirts off You fuckin with a caucasian who'll bitchslap your mum Leave her a note saying bitch we kidnapped your son Dude you dont even spit raps for fun B Hes poor as fuck someone buy him a Big Mac hes hungry I'll smack this dummy cos a gangster hes not Plus his dad probably wears skirts like Thrasher and Mosh Thats the headbangers I let the tec blast ya And leave you homos more holy than Ned Flanders If I smash a bottle on him i'll get 7 years of bad luck But in those years he still cant outrap me hes sucks that much 100% hustler ha you must be smokin purple haze and dust Or must taking crack to the brain too much I know people in your area you aint at all dangerous This faggot needs to detach himself from Dangers nuts Like Blessin said your words bore us You need a thesaurus two words TRUTH HURTS Made a bebo about your ugly mum you was hurt for sure If I see him in the street ima make Turbo fall I dont get it you got a big mouth for a turd so small Mike do yourself a favour and kill yourself Increase the peace is nothing non veterans do Turbo I bet your sister Emily can rhyme better than you I might catch a case if knifes slash his face I'll leave you looking more fucked up than Mike Applegate You dont want no drama but ima about to cook some beef But you make me laugh when you say you looking street Must be Sesame Street you the gangsta Oscar the grouch Im on my grown man shit so you dont need to holla you mouse This is mice and men cos if I hold a knife to them They'll be scared to write again your life should end You ugly girl I dont really understand your mindstate Cos if I see you i'll slap your right eye straight Dont keep talking if I catch you in the street walking I'll let my peeps stalk him then slap this rap Steve Hawking Fo shizzle listen you little blizzle you through This dude such a spaz when he rhymes he dribbles on his shoes Cos Turbo sucking up saying how Ultra Dizzle sounds cool Mike behind your back even Kristal clowns you You a internet gangster in the street you tiptoe and hushed I'll find your momma and let my people spitroast that slut Got these snakes on the run I make profits come Cos this situation will get ugly just like Kate Morrison And if people on bebo are saying they wanna hear your music They must be on drugs being sarcastic or just stupid You dont know me chump you a phony fuck No rest in peace piss me off and i'll go and dig Tony up I feel sorry for you man really this cat needs help A bebo was made about him and he threaten to stab himself You aint street what baretta you gonna pop I want a copy of your mix CD thats never gonna drop I dont think its gonnabe sick and shit But if make it give me it, cos i'll use for a dog in the park to play frisbee with You dont get no pretty chicks or make sluts wetter You on Applegates bebo writing him your love letters You dont MC nowhere and aint at no venues please But if you need them I know people who will send you beats Not instrumentals with percussion thats hot to the step I'm talking about beats that leave you in a hospital bed When you get dropped on your head I dont care where this cowards from I'm King of the ring might drop this ho in a jack-knife powerbomb And he aint no nerd cos I heard at Beaufort Mike Halford was so stupid he needed help for his homework So after this track hes gonna run his mouth probably Cos he was in the classes for people who couldnt spell or count properly You can tell cos he acts like a punk on his bebo Only interested in whack verses and sending love to his people So record a track if your feeling cocky you wigger And one day you might find Harrys body in a river |
 | One Nine Nine Four preview 6 minute preview of the documentary about the explosion of punk rock in 90s. About the film: On April 5th 1994, the man who brought underground alternative music into the mainstream, Kurt Cobain, was found dead from a self inflicted shot gun wound to the head. In the same year a little known band out of the bay area in Northern California called Green Day released 'Dookie' which would go on to sell over 19 million copies worldwide. In the same year another band from Orange County in Southern California called The Offspring released 'Smash' and went on to have the highest selling independent record of all time on independant punk label, Epitaph. If 'Grunge' died in 1994 with the death of Kurt, Punk was now the biggest musical style in the world and was reborn into a new body through the likes of Green Day, The Offspring, Blink 182, Bad Religion and the hordes of successful bands on indie labels like NOFX, Pennywise and Rancid. This film documents the 90's incarnation of 'punk rock' from the dark days of the mid 80's to the resurgence of the East Bay punk scene, the Socal surf and skate movement to the eventual start of the Warped Tour. We follow the stories of the artists, labels, managers and producers that were part of punk rocks most successful time period... Ever. Featuring interviews with: Fat Mike - NOFX / Fat Wreck Chords Tim Armstrong - Rancid / Hell Cat Records Lars Frederikson - Rancid Matt Freeman - Rancid Billie Joe Armstrong - Green Day Joey Cape - Lagwagon Mark Hoppus - Blink 182 Tom Delonge - Blink 182 Brett Gurewitz - Bad Religion / Epitaph Greg Graffin - Bad Religion Fletcher Drage - Pennywise Tony Sly - No Use For A Name Scott Russo - Unwritten Law John Feldman - Goldfinger Dexter Holland - The Offspring / Nitro Records Joe Escalante - The Vandals / Kung Fu Records Larry Livermore - Lookout Records Kevin Lyman - Warped Tour Rick Devoe - Blink 182 Manager / Big Dummy Productions Andy Somers - Booking Agent Ryan Greene - Producer Rob Cavallo - A&R / Producer Matt Messer - A&R Tim Curran - Professional Surfer Honours for this video: First Day #47 - Most Discussed (Today) - Entertainment #27 - Top Favorites (Today) - Entertainment #58 - Top Rated (Today) - Entertainment Second Day #40 - Most Discussed (Today) - Entertainment #17 - Top Favorites (Today) - Entertainment #66 - Top Rated (Today) - Entertainment ------- #85 - Top Favorites (This Week) - Entertainment ------- #90 - Top Favorites (This Week) - Entertainment |
 | Gawkman and Murph - The Dumb Song Notice: This is NOT a Psychostick song! Joshy from Psychostick co-wrote and produced this song with Murph. Got it? Good. Lyrics: Gawkman: Hey Murph, YER DUMB! Murph: No, YER dumb! Gawkman: No, no- YER dumb! Murph: Well, yer dumb cuz you got glasses on. Gawkman: Well, yer... DUMB! Murph: Yer nose is funny, and dumb. Gawkman: Well, yer eyes are dumb. Murph: Well, I'm gonna sing why yer dumb. Murph: Yer books are overdue... Becuz yer dumb. Gawkman: Yer hamster ran away... Becuz yer dumb. Murph:Yer shirt shrank in the wash, because it's cotton. AND yer dumb. Gawkman::Well, yer toilet overflowed... Gawkman: You know Murph, yer not the only one who's dumb. Murph: Who else is dumb? Gawkman: Everybody! Murph:Yer right... they're all dumb! Gawkman: Hey YOU, you go to Pluh.com, Becuz yer dumb. Murph: And you downloaded this song Becuz yer dumb. Gawkman: Your hemorrhoids are inflamed Becuz yer dumb. Murph: Yer brain's all STUPID! Oh say, can you see Everyone is dumb but me I'm never, ever wrong And that's all you'll ever be. Murph: People who hold out notes are dumb. The longer you do that, the dumber you sound. Murph: It's daylight savings time... Becuz yer dumb. Gawkman: And that guy right there is dumb- Becuz yer dumb. Murph: One time you went to McDonalds and some french fries and some ketchup packets and you sat down to eat them but you couldn't get them open so you went to the store to buy some scissors but you didn't have enough money so you started running to your friends house to borrow some money so you could buy some scissors to open your ketchup packets and enjoy your french fries more fully but then just before you got to his front door a piano fell on your head... Becuz yer dumb. Gawkman: Didn't see that one coming! Oh say, can you see Everyone is dumb but me I'm never, ever wrong And that's all you'll ever be. Murph: Yer dumb - the song - now die. Yer dead because yer dumb. Oh wait, you're still alive. Yer still dumb nonetheless. Gawkman: You died while in the pit Becuz yer dumb. Murph: Your funeral was boring... Cuz yer dumb. Gawkman: You're six feet underground Becuz yer dumb. Murph: Now yer all dead and stuff. (Gawkman: Yer dumb cuz this sounds like a Deftones song. Murph: Yer dumb becuz pandas are endangered. Gawkman: Yer dumb becuz everything's composed of matter. Murph: Yer dumb because... =) Gawkman: Yer dumb because this recording studio is just my closet in my apartment. And.. yer dumb because I'm out of dumb things to say- DUMMY! |
 | A Young, Married Life Ep. 1 Characters: Sharii Ann Jonas- Joe's Wife Joseph Adam Jonas Paris Amelia de la Torres-Jonas(Pari Jay) (Joe and Sharii's daughter) Mikayla Jonas- Nick's Wife Nicholas Jerry Jonas Michelle Demetria Anne Marie Nicole Peralejo Jonas (Nick and Mickies child) Paul Kevin Jonas II Julie Jonas Emilia Eileen Jonas (julie and kevins child) **Story*** Paris: Mommy! I wanna go shopping! Sharii: we can go shopping after home-school. Paris: But I dun wanna learn it's boring! Sharii: you have to. Tell you what. If you have class today I'll take you shopping today & tomorrow. Paris: Ok! *Doorbell rings* Sharii: And that must be your tutor. *opens door* Ms. Ericson: Good Morning Mrs. Jonas! And hi little miss paris! Paris: Hi are you my teacher MrsJones: Yes & we're going to have so much fun! Paris: *happy* Yay! * Nick and Michelle* Michelle: Daddy I want pinkberry! Nick: Ok lets get pink berry! Michelle: Daddy! I pinkberry's too healthy i want to mcdonalds! Nick: Ok let's go to mcdonalds Michelle: daddy I don't want that, dont you listen??? Nick: Ok my shell Michelle: Oh lets call mommy *calls Mickie* Mickie: Hello Michelle: Hi Mommy! Mickie: Hey how's my princess? Michelle: fine, can I go to paris's house & sleepover Mickie: Ok, but after, you're coming with me and daddy to the recording studio Michelle: yay! thanks mommy love you Mickie: Love you Director: Mikayla stop talking, you can't be on the phone while filming! Mickie: Ok Mr. Bossy *sticks toungue out* *Sharii Ann and Joe* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs370uks6z4 Click on the link to see Sharii's new song! *Recording Studio* Sharii: OK I just recorded my new song for my new album Joe: you were amazing it reminds me of the band's old days good times, good times. Sharii: Well atleast we can go home to our beautiful daughter Pari Jay that YOU made. Joe: Well im happy to go home too Sharii: You know Paris wants a little sister........ Joe: No lets just get her a puppy or something Sharii: But we already have like 4 german shepherds and 5 english bulldogs and 4 shih tzus Joe: how about we give her a pomeranian Sharii: Ok, but tomorow we have to drop her off at Denise's and we can head off to Vegas Joe: Why can't we bring Pari Jay don't oyu love your own daughter? Sharii: you know I want to, but she'll just wanna go and play in circus circus all day Joe: She could have a sleep over in another room with her friends, like Michelle Sharii: That's okay I guess Joe: Oh um, what about Stella, you know, your OTHER daughter Sharii: Joe look that was mistake ok? I mean i love her but shes already about 16. i would love to see her, but I havent seen her all these years. what if she didn't turn out so well? Joe: Trust me she'll understand *hugs her close* Sharii: I guess so Joe: okay come one let's go *Goes to Stella's house house* *Stella and Vanessa* Stella: Hey! let me use the computer! Van: whatever you can watch me use it Stel: gee thnks, o wait there seems to be a problem..... your big fat heads covering the monitor! Van: whatever just leave me alone Stel: whatever dummy *door bell rings* I'll get it! *opens door* Joe: *smiles* hi Stel: uh hi? um are you here to see my mom or something coz she's busy Joe: no I'm here to see you. are you Stella? Stel: yea why Joe: hi I'm your father Stel: huh? |
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