Losing You Direction - Sergeant Major - Never Knowingly Understood (CDr, Album)
I think you can tell from this site that singing songs was a large part of my exprerience in fighter squadrons.
Some of the songs are rated R, but when you're not sure about returning from the next mission you get creative. Beer and singing songs just seems to go together I guess.
One thing we are lacking here is Navy songs. I'll post the song he sent below, along with a You Tube video of the Army Version so you can hear the tune.
The Army version Losing You Direction - Sergeant Major - Never Knowingly Understood (CDr actually pretty damn good. Jumping out of perfectly good airplane takes some guts. Upload or insert images from URL. Will Sergeant - how to get that sound Share More sharing options Followers 0. Reply to this topic Start new topic. Recommended Posts. Posted July 5, Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options Originally posted by bp 1.
Author Members. Originally posted by elctmist. I imagine there's studio compressors on the recordings, otherwise I have no idea. Originally posted by seifukusha.
I've met him, he needs a good wash. Decent bloke though. Originally posted by blaghaus. Posted July 6, BryanMichael Posted July 6, Will had some things on Ebay last year- I emailed him just to see what was up but he never responded He was offering to sign anything you won at auction.
I think I remember a Cornish pedalboard Originally posted by BryanMichael. Great - you have provided me with a great base to start researching. Thank you:. Posted July 7, Sir H C Posted July 7, Don't forget his work with Electrafixation.
Much fuzzier than Echo work. I could go on, but I won't -- revealing more would take you all into some weird places in my mind. Looking back, this was a pretty Album) CD to make for a six-year-old -- but hey, he requested it! I went absolutely bonkers with the tracks, laying sounds over them and creating link tracks to join everything together.
It was my masterpiece, and it was all Carter's idea. Mind you, all this had to happen late at night, after the boys were in bed and Sharon and I had crashed on the couch for a couple of hours. I worked on it for months. Finally, with a doctored photo of him as the Grim Reaper from Halloween that year and back cover art by Carter himself, it was finished -- version 3.
It remains the most fun I've ever had tinkering with and compiling music. Last edited: Mar 7, PART 3: "Spooky Jesus" got a lot of play in our house inand thank goodness -- because life with two little boys is exponentially more hectic and stressful than life with one, and I could only do so many of these huge projects. Besides, Brian was growing up too, and he was starting to need musical attention of his own. Brian took to the Beatles more than Carter ever did God bless himand the first song he ever expressed love for was "Here Comes The Sun," which he would request by shouting, "Come on sun!
Come on sun! Come on moon! Come On Moon! But he loved it, so I loved it. Inwhen Carter was turning 8, I had the bright idea of making him an 8-CD collection of everything he had taken a liking to so far in his life that wasn't already compiled somewhere.
Challenging my editing skills on a few of those tracks, too. He liked Scott Litt-era R. He was considering playing drums in the school band, so he got a "Drums! He eventually chose the trombone, and was pretty good at it. Disc 8 was a new, expanded "Sleepy CD 3.
I started it inpecked away at it inand -- but as long as he was still CD-based before his first iPodhe just had blank jewel cases with the CDs in them. No matter I don't think he played them that much on his own, although I played them all at dinner time and in the car. They got heard, but I could feel him drifting away from me a little. Nevertheless, I persisted He was starting to be aware of current music, and requested a bunch of songs outside my liking -- but hey, I reminded myself, it's not about him liking MY music, what matters is that he loves music and makes it his own.
There were a few of my own things that he said he liked, but this was Carter's CD from top to bottom -- or should I say, his "playlist," because he got his first iPod in a year before I got oneand this would be the last comp I made him that originated on a CDR. Never got to make a cover for it. This was the point in Carter's life when I really felt like I was fighting a losing battle against an increasingly permissive society.
My boys may have been the only kids in America raised in the 21st century who never had a TV or computer in their rooms -- and they knew it. Carter's friends were all playing "Call of Duty" in fourth grade, and my concession a year later was to get him only the World War II version, because of the "historical value" whatever that was. When he came home from school and told me that a friend told him about a website called "RedTube," it was news to me -- and when I checked it and told him it was inappropriate, I'm sure that only guaranteed that he saw it eventually.
Carter's interests were darkening with age and maturing faster than I would have liked, and I tried to hold it off by conceding in small increments.
When all his friends were watching slasher films in grammar school, I showed him "Twelve Monkeys" -- a decidedly adult film that nevertheless wasn't gratuitous with an interesting ethical puzzle at its center. It placated him for awhile -- but like I said, a losing battle. We had some fun enjoying good stand-up, then and later; but the musical bond between us ends here for the most part. Going forward, I would use music to try to reach out to him, to express feelings that I couldn't get through to him in words, in hope of a response.
It was to be a mostly one-way conversation. Sean MurdockMar 8, His mood had darkened, and he was more likely to frown than smile. At first we weren't too concerned -- after all, he wouldn't be the first moody pre-teen who ever lived. But it was worrying; I did everything I could to help him avoid the pitfalls of my own teen years -- where I was painfully shy and introverted, he was outgoing and social; where I was anxious and hesitant, he had an abundance of confidence in himself.
The ground was shifting underneath us, and I didn't understand it -- he had everything going for him, so what was there to be unhappy about?
We had the first of many "I can't help you if you won't talk to me" conversations. Still assuming or hoping it was normal teenage surliness, and with conversations going nowhere, I went back to music -- and for the first time since the "Sleepy CD," I was really trying to affect his life with music, not just entertain him. He was turning 13, so I wanted to do something special to mark the occasion -- and again, as with the movies or the video games, to introduce him to "mature" content that at least had a point to it.
He was getting into rap, and his gateway artists were Rick Ross and Lil' Wayne. He listened respectfully, and went back to Rick Ross. Back when he was still young and innocent, I used to let him paw Losing You Direction - Sergeant Major - Never Knowingly Understood (CDr my records and CDs while I was working -- it helped kill some time when the TV was off.
He liked the cover art -- Sgt. Pepper was an early favorite -- and sometimes he'd bring me one and ask to hear it.
Of course, Carter being Carter, he was bound to find something that I'd refuse to play for him -- and he did. It was Lou Reed's Set The Twilight Reeling ; he spotted it because a it had an ominous-looking close-up of Lou on the cover, and b unlike every other CD in my collection, it was in a colored jewel case.
What's on it? Why can't I hear it? When can I hear it? He was 13 now -- and I was listening to the Stones and the Doors when I was 14 -- so maybe I should just show him that I trust him and make a CD of all the songs that I had kept from him because of language his whole life.
But because I was always trying to educate, I wanted to balance it with some other stuff too -- something more emotionally encouraging. And finally, because I was afraid that he was headed for a morose teen period similar to mine, I wanted to acknowledge that with some of the angry, angsty music that I had put on the shelf when he was born.
You know, to show him I understood Volume 3 was the "fun" one, just random songs with cursing in them -- s-words, b-words and f-words abounded. My heart was clearly with Volume 2, though. I knew how much of my life I had spent wallowing in self-doubt and fear, and I wanted to head that off if I could.
At this point, though, he was Losing You Direction - Sergeant Major - Never Knowingly Understood (CDr dismissive of all of my music, so I couldn't really be sure that he'd ever listen Album) it -- REALLY listen to it. So for the first time for Carter I made "liner notes" for a music comp -- small intros to each volume, with all the lyrics printed out, and little side notes and photos of the artists.
I figured if he wasn't inclined to listen closely or more than oncemaybe he'd read something that caught his interest and that would inspire more listening. Also, deep down, I desperately wanted him to "discover" something of mine that touched his heart and inspired him, like it had when he was little.
I wanted that connection back I wanted HIM back. I loaded the playlists onto his iPod, and gave him the notes. He thanked me and promised to listen to them. I think he did, but I never got any real feedback. He didn't even say if he enjoyed the "inappropriate" one -- I think I missed the boat on that one, it was too late. I still play Volumes 1 and 2 a lot, though -- they bring me right back toand all those fears and feelings. They're also just damn good playlists. He was still doing well in school, but he seemed to care less.
He quit most of the sports he used to play. Carter was 13 years old, and there was a dark cloud growing over him that would never recede. IronWaffleSaintbertCharlie Z. We still spent some time together -- we watched TV and movies, always what he wanted, and it was fine.
He would sometimes play games with the family, but more often he would pass. He moved on from dumb rap to Eminem -- and although I was wary of his frequent themes of violence, misogyny and revenge, there was no denying his talent, and I never talked down about Em.
Indeed, ever the educator and amateur music historian, I decided to try again; but this next playlist for him would be totally in his wheelhouse -- a history of rap, so he could see where Eminem came from, and how influential he was. I wanted to show him that I respected what he liked, even if it wasn't my thing -- the kind of acknowledgement I never got from my father, by the way.
After hours and hours of research, I was getting kind of excited -- I was learning a lot myself, and I thought I would actually play this stuff and enjoy it. I started a Spotify playlist to audition the tracks, so I could identify the right versions and see how many songs I'd have to buy on iTunes, or if I could just buy a CD box or two to draw from. Even though I was strictly a playlist guy now, I would still level match the volumes and tweak the segues to get the "flow" just right -- and then re-convert the tracks as an all-new "album.
Instead, he just said, "Nah, I only like Eminem, I don't like the other stuff. I still have all the notes and the Spotify playlist, so I may go back to it someday. But in I was crushed, and I resolved not to put my neck on the emotional chopping block like that again. It wouldn't last. Fast-forward Album) -- Carter is 16 now.
He'd had his first "incidents" with alcohol -- but hey, lots of kids do that, right? Yes, he was still grumpy and remote, but it wasn't all bad. He had a couple of close friends; he had gotten into fishing and started taking first-aid classes so he could be a volunteer EMT at our town's Ambulance Corps. He took up carpentry in high school, and was good at it. But he was increasingly into "beer culture"; his favorite tee-shirts had "Budweiser" or "Coors Light" logos on them. We binged Cheers on Netflix.
He talked about getting out of New Jersey, moving south; he even started listening to country music -- "bro country," but still.
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