This is not being inquisitive. This is being a rude fuckhead at the expense of others' just to get your kicks.If I seem a little too ticked off by Anonymous Rude Fuckhead and like I'm expending a little too much time and energy to their obvious attempts to rile me up: it's for a deeper issue. As you might've guessed.
I don't care that Anonymous Rude Fuckhead (ARF) pissed all over my post that I spent some good hours putting together. What gets me is the general being a bully under the guise of cowardice at other people's expense (those comments had
nothing to do with intelligently exchanging thoughts on copyright concerns). The Internet is crawling with this, because that's what it is. One huge platform to get up on and still hide behind a screen.
Thousands of people (probably more than that) dabble in icon-making and come away from it with some knowledge under their belts about working graphic design programs, using color schemes and aesthetics, and designing an overall image with one theme. This is what got me into using Paint Shop Pro and Photoshop, and has ultimately had a ripple effect on my involvement in art. It's a precursor for a lot of people to go on to build their skills and do some really cool shit. I see ARF's way too much, pissing all over people with more visible potential than me, and less word-prowess and ability to let anonymous rude fuckheadery slide off of them.
It's not fucking cool. Being a spirit-crushing cockhole does not make you teh lord ov teh Interntz. It makes you a dick with nothing better to do than watch other people do something with themselves and then find some way to make them feel like shit for it. Don't ever underestimate the sensitivity of the creative and how easy it is to fucking steam-roller flatten them and take something good out of the world. This overreaction is probably just me wishing I could knock the teeth out of the people who do this constantly to others less headstrong than myself for fun like it's nothing.
Would somebody just put a dick in this guy's mouth, please? Cause that's what he wants. He's a cocksucker in disguise. He's got his mouth open 'cause he wants someone to cum in it.EDIT: I'm kind of neurotic today, sorry about all that.
I have this strong repellent fear of my bedroom right now for no reason. Felt another panic episode coming on this evening, tried counting backwards by different increments of numbers, listening to music, but those things didn't help, so I took half a Clonazepam. I feel fucked up and tired now.
Was talking to Jeff, figuring out how to play
Room Of Angel on guitar so I could play it on
virtual keyboard. Now I'm alone sitting in the basement staring at my laptop. Don't know what to do, so I tabbed the notes.
This is the first part. I don't know what you would call it in piano jargon, but it's what's going on with the one hand lower down on the keys. I finger pick it 'cause it sounds more like the piano notes.
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--5--
-5-5-
-666-
8----Basically, C D#+G then D#+higher C then back to D#+G
Then the same 1234 type riff keeps going down further
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--8--
-8-8-
6----A# F higher A# F
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--5--
-5-5-
3----G D higher G D
And then there's this sorta melody that changes (this is what I guess the hand further up is playing), which I'm probably not playing in the right place on the neck, but the notes are correct anyway:
-10--11-10-11-10-8
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------------------G D D# D D# D C
That's as far as I got tonight. I think there are notes missing from the riff going down the neck (I strum two strings at a time in the first one, but not the second two), but I'm too sleepy to figure it out now.