JH Sounds

My brain nearly sank into my neck when I read the first part of the post.

How's the climate over there?

Mystery solved! See first post.

Alive 2007 mix:

Heh, in the theater I went to the cleaning crew was like "Dude, there's no secret ending! I need to sweep in the rows now."

"Mystery Song" I vaguely recall hearing this tune somewhere -- on TV, maybe. Does anybody here know it? If not, I'm gonna incorporate it into one of my pieces. EDIT: Apparently the song is called "Flowers" performed by Ivri Lider and Tom Rahav. It appears in the 2004 film Walk on Water and was apparently made exclusively for the film. Anyways, here is the full-length version of my mix, transposed to the correct key and tweaked: "Flowers Revisited"

I think I'll post part of my B-K fic after all. Since it's a prologue, it should still be comprehensible outside of the intended context. EDIT: I'm only putting the first few paragraphs here, to avoid spoilers. Prologue He existed at the edge of life. His sight faded in and out with every second; the images struggled into his perceptive range. All sound had been reduced to a dull hum, varying only slightly in levels of intensity. He lay as a shell of what he once was; holding him together were synthetic extensions of his solid form, so unnatural and yet inextricably part of him now. He lived, but he could never truly call himself complete in this condition. The dreams were stronger than before. He could still see her eyes, fiercely alight reflecting the image of her deadly spell. Those were the only parts of her that were of flesh; the witch’s body had become little more than a skeleton sheathed in tattered cloth. Her lust of dark magic kept her alive, kept her conscious, and kept her wanting vengeance. Nothing would have swayed her from what she had planned and pondered after years of being buried under dense weight. She needed to destroy the duo that had set her under the ground to rot. That is why it all had to happen, he realized. Only his essence could kill her—only by giving his life would she be defeated truly and forever. Without his willingness to stand up to the witch, all would have been lost. Yet… Here he was, splayed onto something rigid and smooth, barely keeping himself intact. He lived, but knew he would eventually lose his self.

Gah! Now I gotta prepare another MIDI...

Here we are: "Steel Runner"

Is it just me, or does the tune sound like "Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting" when the gates opens up? Anyways, I might try a remix.

I guess that's what I was thinking of.

Didn't they already release that?

Indeed.

That sounds so right...

Released on a system? I figured this was some sort of small-time Internet-based operation, like one (technically two) that I had been briefly attached to. ...especially if you host your files at places like Tindeck, which basically force the user to legally give away the works.

Meh, it could've used a fuller piano foundation...

A YouTube hit in the making...

That's probably why I stopped in first place. Actually, I think fan novelizations can be a unique experience, since they can potentially go into the thoughts and feelings of the characters in a way that the source films don't. Then again, official novelizations can do that just fine.

Slaughter is the best medicine.

I think the little things add up to a nice whole, like his "Ha ha ha ha aha... Ha. Ha. Aha. Ho." laugh and "drinking" the champagne.

I've got half a mind to finish my novelization of The Matrix Revolutions.

I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for this post...

The game's title alone makes me wanna check out the soundtrack.

I'm still not sure why I'm inching toward making a sequel to my crapulent Banjo-Kazooie fic. Maybe it's nostalgia for all the fun I had writing it, or the adulation from fellow B-K fans in the reviews.

That's certainly a discouraging sentence...