I used several sources for this video and then compiled it myself. Some were free, others were services and programs I paid for. My novel has to do with technology and drugs and it fascinated me to see still images literally start moving, almost like a trip. You can find out more about my work … Continue reading I Used A.I. To Bring a Chapter of My Novel to Life – My Work in Progress ‘The Cult of the Medusa’ Visualized By AI Generation
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‘Fuck Around’ by Jet Black Airlines – original song punk/indie/folk singer songwriter Cypress Butane
Writing Songs! (Again) Playing Guitar & Getting My Chops Back, as Well as Working on Beat Tracking. Wrote Some Lyrics and Laying Out An Album Plan, Hoping to Make a Different Sort of Sound. Read ‘Black Market’ Lyrics
Working on a new song, playing guitar again and getting my chops back, as well as working with fruity loops to track beats. Wrote these lyrics and hoping to make a different sort of sound. 'Black Market' - Jet Black Airlines red velvet rope secret handshakes, grim skeleton gladhand onto “the list ” Shrugged off … Continue reading Writing Songs! (Again) Playing Guitar & Getting My Chops Back, as Well as Working on Beat Tracking. Wrote Some Lyrics and Laying Out An Album Plan, Hoping to Make a Different Sort of Sound. Read ‘Black Market’ Lyrics
So You Take Pride In Being an Outcast? – OUTCAST – By – Jet Black Airlines (Words and Music by Cypress Butane of TheHauntedTypewriter)
POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – ‘The Virtue of Betrayal’ – by Cypress Butane
Dedicated to Poe and Other Dogs Worth Shooting in Self Defense and Love
POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – ‘God Loves a Criminal’ – by Cypress Butane
Then soon I wake and find the Love that keeps me going
POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Hey Will Sayer!’
Kiss Your Parents Good Night And Light Another Flag On Fire
POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Punk Rock Waitress’
There’s a punk rock waitress And she’s singing in a band And she leans over the mic Is it cause all day she has to stand Or is she reaching out for something That nobody understands So she has to duck down low To try to touch it with her hands
POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Don’t Take Your Dreams To School, Boy. Leave Your Dreams at Home’
who will just disappear having ‘done nothing’, weird