35 posts tagged with MeFiMusicchallenge and gyrophonia.
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Fitter Happier
Karma Police
Last minute entry. This was supposed to be, and will eventually be, an a capella/choral twofer with Fitter Happier, but I wasn't able to finish it in time. [more inside]
Exit Music (Again?)
It's time to come clean... [more inside]
Electioneering
If any of our previous posts for this challenge have been successfully creepy, then hopefully, this will be the stuff of nightmares... [more inside]
Let Down
Time for a short break from the creepy. Turns out, all that needed changing was one word, and this was actually a bit of Mississippi Delta Blues in disguise--mostly because nobody in Mississippi has ever heard of the word "drivel." Sit back on your front porch with a cool glass of lemonade for this one. [more inside]
Lucky
From sort of creepy to really creepy. From cover/arrangement/orchestration to abstraction. This is not your Major's Lucky. [more inside]
Exit Music (for a Film)
It's probably a different film now (could still be Romeo & Juliet, but they might have to use chainsaws now). Headphones are best, for maximum crunchification. [more inside]
Nazgul's Lullaby
This is from a completely clean signal. No effects. Bask in the horror, and take off that bloody ring! [more inside]
Prelude-Midnight (Trans-Siberian Orchestra)
Having already tackled Springsteen, Leonard Cohen, Christmas Music, and the Catholic Church, we decided that, for May's Challenge, it was time to up the ante to the second worst thing ever: TSO's non-Christmas music. [more inside]
My Favourite Bathtime Gurgles
Also known as Zen and the Art of Going to the Lavatory, also by Grunthos the Flatulent, we present a second excerpt of Vogon Poetry, as we have imagined it. [more inside]
Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in my Armpit One Midsummer Morning
Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe. By Grunthos the Flatulent. [more inside]
Auld Lang Syne
In keeping with tradition, here again are the Demons of Gyrophonia ringing in 2011 with the same old song. [more inside]
We Three Kings
And finally, The Christmas Album closes on a low note--literally, this time. After all, where's the fun in having a contrabassoon at your disposal if you're not going to do something wacky with it?*
*Headphones recommended for maximum head-rattling [more inside]
Deck the Halls
Hopefully your halls have already been decked. [more inside]
Ukrainian Crab Carol (Shchedryk)
Alright, time to ruin Christmas with the gift of Crabtone. [more inside]
Angels We Have Heard On High
Coalstockings (Blacklung)
Now for, perhaps, the most abstract experiment on the album, and another test of our previously stated theory. [more inside]
Mountain Instrument Medley
A swirling medley of carols from Cousin Jim's back porch. [more inside]
Bad Santa
An original composition by our own Tommy Scheurich, and another experiment in instant festivity. [more inside]
Up on the Housetop
Because this holiday tune appears on every beginning band's premiere concert program, it's one of my favorite to mock. [more inside]
What Child is This?
We all thought as hard as we could, to come up with a Christmas song that none of us hate, so we could do it semi-reverently, in a manner which at least resembles proper. It took so many takes to get it right that now we hate this song, too. [more inside]
Silent Night
Santa's Slay
The first of two experiments on The Christmas Album, testing the hypothesis that [x] + sleighbells = instant festivity. [more inside]
O Tannenbaum
Jingle Bells
A quick introduction of our two newest toys, and the first track off our new Christmas album. [more inside]
Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer (A Dramatic Reenactment)
I recently discovered this bit of classic radio-recorded vinyl. Enjoy a blast from the (present) past. [more inside]
Larynges(n+1)
Recorded 2 October, 2010 at the Oklahoma Composers Association Salon Concert in Norman, OK, this is a live improvisation with the aid of our audience. [more inside]
Creepy Doll
A special reminder for all concerned, in this special time of year: Friends don't let friends self-immolate. [more inside]
I'm the Scapegoat (But I Don't Eat Garbage)
Gyrophonia goes burlesque...or perhaps the other way 'round. I'm not quite certain which. [more inside]
No One Lives Forever
On this Day of the Dead, I bring you this festive reminder: no matter where you run, no matter where you hide, the Grim Reaper will catch you. He'll also catch your cat, he'll catch your dog, he'll catch your goldfish; he's gonna get us all. [more inside]
Qipheyo (The Great Big Mulp adaptation)
Where does he get those wonderful toys? [more inside]
Low, High, MetaFilter Noise.
Demons of MetaPhonia? [more inside]
Femme Fatale (Ambient Take)
If you didn't care for our treatment of Femme Fatale (via askmeaboutloom), may we interest you in something more, possibly femme, or, I don't know, fatale? [more inside]
Femme Fatale
Skeedly Scoodly doo-bee a-scoo-boop WHOA ba-deedly doot-'n doo-wow. [more inside]
Gumby-lujah
In an alternate dimension, where Leonard Cohen is from Yorkshire, stupid things happen. [more inside]
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