Author: Ty

And now the end is near.

Well.
I guess the inevitable is going to happen after all.

Check out this link.

Song “Covers” Uploaded to YouTube Could Land You in Jail For Five Years
(Article on Gizmodo)

Since, I am a fan of Music artists,
they are my inspiration and I relate to their songs.
My covers will inevitably land me in jail.

I am not built for jail.
I am frail like a unicorn frolicking in the forest.

Now, maybe this law wouldn’t pass.
It doesn’t seem to make sense, to be honest.
But then again, I have seen more ridiculous laws that are in effect today.

Sooner or later, it will be illegal for someone to hum a song.
Or whistle.
Or think about it.

And like one guy said, someday it will be illegal for concert goers to sing along
with the artists on stage when they ask the crowd to sing with them.
Or even worse, the artists alone won’t be able to sing their own songs,
since it will be a violation of the original recording.

Is this going to be just in the United States, or worldwide?
I don’t think it would be fair for someone in another country
to have the right to cover a song while it may cause someone’s freedom in another?

That’s it.
Music and the inspiration it conveys will diminish and start to die.

It’s a crazy world we live in, people.
Crazy.

Summer Break

A new T.N.T.
(Tyler’s New Things)

Kid: “Dad! Guess what? My Summer break starts today!”

Dad: “Really? That’s awesome! How are you going to spend your break?”

Kid: “I am going to spend it all in front of the TV.”


I was actually jealous.
He seemed determined to accomplish that.

Go son!
Go live Daddy’s dream!

New Video Song Cover

Definitely one of the greatest songs ever written.
And one of my favourites.

I never had the courage to play this
since I know I’m gonna mess it up, and it’ll be a sacrilege
with legendary songs like this.

But Queen Freddie is gone,
so let’s just say this is my tribute to their music.

Here’s
Love Of My Life
Music by Queen.
Cover by yours truly.

Spam A Lot

It has been more than 2 weeks since I restricted the comments on here.
I am sure everyone noticed that and were probably wondering why.
(When I say everyone, I meant you…Mom.)

Anyways, at least I know the Comment Spammers noticed though.
Because I haven’t gotten one since.
It has been quite liberating not to delete and monitor the spams I get.
My spam catcher plugin catches them all,
and it only takes me one click of a button to purge them,
but that is still “one click too many” for me.
It’s very annoying.

But I will turn it back on, of course.
Even though I get spammed a lot.
And even though you may think that this site is boring.
Or the music I play sucks and the stuff I write does not make any sense,
I have famous celebrities that write me from time to time.

Just like this one from Rihanna.


She actually thinks my articles are first-rate.

And this one from Christina Hendricks.


She was even trying to help me with something, I am not sure what.
But she was very nice to do so.

And how about this one from Kim Kardashian?


She found my site and actually liked and bookmarked it.

And she also found me delicious.

Oh no wait, I read that wrong.
Sorry.

My Teeth Are A Drum Set

That is actually the title of a Paul Gilbert song.

It came on my iPod today while I was driving
and it made me remember one of my crazy mannerisms.

I always have a tune inside my head,
and I use my teeth to play them out.
I grind them according to the beat I’m thinking of.

It never stops!
My teeth is an instrument I constantly play.

It goes on and off the whole day sometimes without me knowing.
And by the time I notice it, it’s because it has given me a headache.
I’m pretty sure I grind my teeth when I sleep too,
synchronized with my R.E.M. state.

I tried redirecting this by playing the beats through other means.
I whistle.
I hum.
I tap on the desk with my fingers.
I move my feet in a rhythm.
I play with my zipper just like a DJ scratch.
I tried them all.
It doesn’t work.

As much as I love music,
There has got to be an easier and effective way to stop this.

Or else, with all the music I keep on playing in my head,
I’ll end up with no teeth and just a nub.
I don’t know what a Nub is, but it sure sounds like a gummy mouth.

I can’t accept that.
I have to have teeth.
I like to eat corn.

New Den

No, no!
Not Nude Den.

New Den.
Like a new room.
Or an area.

It’s right there on my sidebar.
It’s from Posterous.com
The big “” icon

I wanted to find the easiest way
For me to post pictures while I am mobile
straight to this site.
Twitpic doesn’t really help,
so I am going to have to remove that one too.

Posterous is the easiest way for me to do it.
Well, WordPress for iOS is good too, but it is not as stable.

Plus I got sucked into this Instagram photo sharing thing too.
And every time I add a pic, it pushes to Posterous, Facebook or Twitter.
So now I get to update all Dens, with less effort and time.

I know you don’t really care,
and it’s not like you follow any of my crap.
But it’s a way for me to allow this site to grow.
I need to grow. I like change.

And hey,
If I can’t improve on my music and looks,
At least I can give you the illusion that I am hip, trendy,
and abreast with new cool technologies.

(Heeheehee. a-breast)