this kristmas eve
Kristian
dear mrs. snowflake. i am a big fan of your art and have already created some songs with your acapellas. however, i have a bad feeling. because you do not give me any recommendation on my, i do not want to exaggerate, but i think that they are, my masterpieces of human creation. i could even convince lovers and connesseurs of commercial generic music, who finance their way of life by living in their record label castle on wall street in new york city and from there please mankind with the effusions of their stars and starlets, of my music. but i sense evil. since you, dear lady snowflake, ignore my art, it could be in my case like i saw it on the popular tiktok. there was a d.j. who bought a feature with dua lipa for 80.000 dollars. but as he told in his tiktok, she withdrew her permission. and now the poor man is starving. and asks the audience if he should publish the track anyway. i thought i was in an advertising campaign for an unknown d.j. but when i heard d.j.’s not very witty art with dua lipa’s acapella, i thought to myself that dua lipa doesn’t stand for rock stars who are inclined towards their own s3x and whose time has long passed, like elton john, for nothing. but i felt sorry for the poor up-and-coming d.j..
and now my real concern. dear lady snowflake, do you like the art of stefan kartenberg or loveshadow more than mine?
but i don’t want to put you under pressure. i don’t expect an answer from you. in any case, i thank you for your acapella and thank myself for the remix i created with it.
and just so you know. i bask in your glamour and send these remixes of mine, masterpieces to the knights of commercial music in their castle on wall street in nyc. where they listen to my and your music dear lady snowflake.
i hope for your understanding and send you a greeting from my goddess, who said this morning at three o’clock central european time:
bug someone else.
i remain with kindest regards
kristian
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today is sunday, december 04, 2022. the second advent. this morning at 8 o’clock central european time i woke up in my bedroom by blue flashing signal light. my bedroom window goes from the floor to almost the ceiling. no it was half past seven. dawn has set in and it was still dark. i went to the window and saw an ambulance and rescue bus on the street. in the hallway the lights were on and i could hear people talking on the floor below me. the neighbor below me was probably dying because i heard his wife commenting on something. in any case, until the day before yesterday this neighbor was a real pain in the ass. because he was constantly producing some kind of noise and i wanted to have my peace and quiet in the evening when i wasn’t listening to music. for example, three weeks ago on sunday evening he drilled holes in my balcony from below because he put an oriental net on his detached balcony. anyway, our house looks pretty oriental now. my neighbor likes to drill. he’s an older man and knows how to be manly. you have to drill the concrete walls or grind something at least once every week in the apartment. i, on the other hand, bought wire pins on amazon as bird protection. and my mother stuck them to the balcony parapet with nano glue tape. and they’ve held for 2 years. anyway, i haven’t done anything since i expanded and built my body from ffmi 18 to ffmi 28 by concreting three floors of my parents’ family house.
be that as it may. yesterday, after a week, i got back into the bathtub and washed. and this morning i cleaned up the apartment and washed my dishes. and then i got into the car and drove past the european central bank to my mother’s house. i brought my mom my laundry. i’m too lazy to do it myself. i took the laptop and sat in the kitchen. while my mom turned on the washing machine and then fried the meatballs behind me and fried the french fries in the hot air fryer.
during that time i made this song. so while the washing machine was running next to me and frying behind me and my mom was scurrying all over the place, i got to grips with the laptop’s ridiculous 4 cpu cores and 12 gb ram. and i realized that the focusrite scarlett solo 3rd generation is pretty crappy compared to the focusrite clarett at home.
but i have once again completed a masterpiece. no question. i mean the remix.
and now i’m on tiktok all the time. when i’m not in the kitchen and sitting at the laptop. there are candles lit everywhere and now i’m going to get another bigger one and turn off the light.
oh yeah the neighbor didn’t die. at least not yet. and i had tiramisu for dessert. my mom is playing zuma on her laptop or reading online news right now in the living room while she has life below zero on the side on the tv.
my sister doesn’t answer my mother’s calls at the moment. she lives in munich and is probably on the road with her three sons and husband. the ten and twelve year olds aren’t allowed to use social media yet. so they have no choice but to watch tv, beat each other up, play soccer and fart in each other’s faces, as it is with three brothers.
i had a sister.:)
and now my real concern. dear lady snowflake, do you like the art of stefan kartenberg or loveshadow more than mine?
but i don’t want to put you under pressure. i don’t expect an answer from you. in any case, i thank you for your acapella and thank myself for the remix i created with it.
and just so you know. i bask in your glamour and send these remixes of mine, masterpieces to the knights of commercial music in their castle on wall street in nyc. where they listen to my and your music dear lady snowflake.
i hope for your understanding and send you a greeting from my goddess, who said this morning at three o’clock central european time:
bug someone else.
i remain with kindest regards
kristian
….
today is sunday, december 04, 2022. the second advent. this morning at 8 o’clock central european time i woke up in my bedroom by blue flashing signal light. my bedroom window goes from the floor to almost the ceiling. no it was half past seven. dawn has set in and it was still dark. i went to the window and saw an ambulance and rescue bus on the street. in the hallway the lights were on and i could hear people talking on the floor below me. the neighbor below me was probably dying because i heard his wife commenting on something. in any case, until the day before yesterday this neighbor was a real pain in the ass. because he was constantly producing some kind of noise and i wanted to have my peace and quiet in the evening when i wasn’t listening to music. for example, three weeks ago on sunday evening he drilled holes in my balcony from below because he put an oriental net on his detached balcony. anyway, our house looks pretty oriental now. my neighbor likes to drill. he’s an older man and knows how to be manly. you have to drill the concrete walls or grind something at least once every week in the apartment. i, on the other hand, bought wire pins on amazon as bird protection. and my mother stuck them to the balcony parapet with nano glue tape. and they’ve held for 2 years. anyway, i haven’t done anything since i expanded and built my body from ffmi 18 to ffmi 28 by concreting three floors of my parents’ family house.
be that as it may. yesterday, after a week, i got back into the bathtub and washed. and this morning i cleaned up the apartment and washed my dishes. and then i got into the car and drove past the european central bank to my mother’s house. i brought my mom my laundry. i’m too lazy to do it myself. i took the laptop and sat in the kitchen. while my mom turned on the washing machine and then fried the meatballs behind me and fried the french fries in the hot air fryer.
during that time i made this song. so while the washing machine was running next to me and frying behind me and my mom was scurrying all over the place, i got to grips with the laptop’s ridiculous 4 cpu cores and 12 gb ram. and i realized that the focusrite scarlett solo 3rd generation is pretty crappy compared to the focusrite clarett at home.
but i have once again completed a masterpiece. no question. i mean the remix.
and now i’m on tiktok all the time. when i’m not in the kitchen and sitting at the laptop. there are candles lit everywhere and now i’m going to get another bigger one and turn off the light.
oh yeah the neighbor didn’t die. at least not yet. and i had tiramisu for dessert. my mom is playing zuma on her laptop or reading online news right now in the living room while she has life below zero on the side on the tv.
my sister doesn’t answer my mother’s calls at the moment. she lives in munich and is probably on the road with her three sons and husband. the ten and twelve year olds aren’t allowed to use social media yet. so they have no choice but to watch tv, beat each other up, play soccer and fart in each other’s faces, as it is with three brothers.
i had a sister.:)