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(What an opportune time for this easy thread to be trending.)

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(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 14:51:47
"0/1 ANGEL"
このアルバムのタイトルチューン。10年前に作った合成音声ボーカリストALTのデビュー曲。まだ英語の歌しか唄えなかった。リズムトラックにはnanoloop（ゲームボーイの音楽ソフト）も使用。 http://t.co/i2qftrPV
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:00:06
"コンピューターおばあちゃん"
ポップン9であの名曲をALTががんばって日本語カバー。アレンジは坂本龍一編曲版を参考に、ALTらしい音色で再編。ゲームはもうなくなってしまったけどCDでリニューアル復活。発音もより鮮明になってます。
※動画は未公開につき省略。
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:05:30
"ニワトリなのだ"
養鶏場で一生を過ごすニワトリ（あるいはそのような人生）の悲哀を風のようにALTがサラリと唄う悲しくもおかしい電波系ソング？今回追加した二番の歌詞と合わせると、もはや涙を禁じえませんw
http://t.co/oqjNg23Z
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:09:33
"隅田川夏恋歌"
昭和の始めを舞台にした、隅田川花火大会にまつわる不器用な男女の恋物語。タイトルと世界観とサウンドが一見まったく合ってないのになぜかホロリ、あまじょっぱい気分になる中毒ソングとなりましたw
http://t.co/FFcgYMls
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:15:19
"KUNG-FU MAMA"
ALTはなんでも唄います。猛々しいドラムのビートにのせて、今度はなぜかカンフーの使い手なボクのママのお話。二番で泣かすよ予告。ぶっちゃけ「ブ●ース●ー+サ●エ●ん」っていう着想←あ～言っちゃたw
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:25:35
"まるでマトリョーシカ"
恋すれど数年経つと慣れてきてつい倦怠期…流行で買った合成音声ソフトもHDDの奥のほうで使われずスネてるかもしれない？そんな危機感を遠まわしに提起してみたwフルコーラスで聴いて欲しい一曲。
http://t.co/lkAf4zKa
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:28:46
"DOES NOT COMPUTE"
あんまりキミが相手にしないもんだから、HDDの隅々を探検しにいっちゃいましたよ。そしたら怪しいウィルスがひそんでてキャ～！！…だからちゃんとしないとほら！っていう曲。ポップン20とPMP2で登場！
http://t.co/0G0OGxBX
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:32:40
"Trick or Treat"
わ～ウィルスに侵されてついに悪魔になっちゃった…という訳ではなくて、これはフツーにハロウィンをテーマにした歌wゲームでは倍速ボイスだったけど、アルバムでは等速にして聞き取りやすくしました。
http://t.co/IFk1tjyB
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:36:12
"さんぽのうた"
ガラリと雰囲気はかわってほのぼのした子供のうた。長くづをはいて、さらにもうちょっと遠くのほうまで行ってしまいますw
http://t.co/Hyy6thZA
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:38:47
"Linear Locomotive Love"
近未来、日本列島を縦横断する（かもしれない）リニアモーターカーを舞台にした未来派ラブソング。歌詞の中には新幹線の名称がいろいろ出てきます。もちろん二番以降にもね♪
http://t.co/oku3ykDl
(〃ゞ)っ™ @mu_station 2011-11-16 15:44:06
"Spring Pain"
バンドサウンドでALTが熱く切なく唄う卒業ソング。主人公のイメージ、性別、年齢をあえてぼやかして、誰にでもあてはまる歌詞にするのが苦心したなぁ…来年の卒業式で歌ってくれぃw
http://t.co/Um3IYITI

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Here's No Man's IIDX.

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A Mid Ether is procured, but the real chancellor is left alone. Heartless jerks. At least he rescues himself.

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Similar Sounding Cries

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LOVE EAST / 暁 Records

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飛燕流舞

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10.40

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Katie; ??

Cactus firmus!

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//snuggle

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I see you, Mike Pence.
I see your cropped silver hair, like the felt head of an eighties Action Man, had Hasbro ever released a 'dogmatic lunatic' edition. I see you on the campaign trail, offering half-apologies and excuses in the wake of Trump's excesses, like a man in the park following his Alsatian and seasoning every turd it drops in a desperate attempt to make them more palatable. Even then, you'd only salt the worst ones, wouldn't you, Mike Pence? You'd leave the pro-life and anti-immigrant ones steaming on the grass.
And fuck me, you won. You stood alongside that rabid mentalist like a nodding dog through the thick and pussy-grabbing thin and you've surfed a wave of lies and anti-establishment sentiment straight into the White House. Trump's won the Presidency with a firestorm of braggadocio and hate speech and now it's on you to do most of the heavy lifting.
Because let's face it, Mike Pence, that unqualified tin of Ronseal isn't in this for the politics and it'll soon bore him. It'll be on you, using Chris Christie, Mall Cop as your enforcer. Thankfully you're a nice, level-headed kind of guy. I'm sure you'll totally respect the wills and needs of all Americans, half of which didn't vote at all and half of which again explicitly didn't vote for you.
After all, God's on your side and you've got just the sort of freedom-loving mindset America are crying out for. When you've finished imposing your religious demagogy on women's bodies and "consigned Rowe v. Wade to the ash heap of history where it belongs", America will be great again. And then it'll be time for the terrorists, won't it, Mike Pence? When you've done God's work by forcing atheist rape victims who never shared your religious ideology in the first place to seek dangerous backstreet abortions you'll be perfectly poised on the moral high ground to take on those mad God-imposing fundamentalists in ISIS. And the Mexicans, obviously.
And it's my fault, this, apparently. Me and other oversensitive lefties like me have disenfranchised the masses and this is them lashing out in response. According to Jonathan Pie this whole festering shitstorm is a result of society rejecting political correctness gone mad, a backlash against no-platforming and safe spaces. Not sure I understand that argument myself, seeing as we just pro-platformed Trump on the biggest stage of them all and it backfired spectacularly. Turns out that shining a light on cartoon fascists doesn't send the cockroaches scurrying away at all.
I see you, Mike Pence, three years into Trump's second term. A second term he won by replacing all those corrupt voting machines the Democrats had rigged in the election Clinton lost. A second term that he won with 103% of the vote, fair and square. I see you on the balcony of the White House, the rising sun cresting the horizon, the pyres burning in the distance and tinging the dawn sky blood red.
I see the air around you distort, Mike Pence. I hear the crackle of radio static, a faraway voice muffled in the white noise. I see a gloved hand reach through the blur and grab you by the neck, pulling you through the portal. I hear the fabric of reality snap back on itself with a loud crack, leaving the balcony empty and leaves swirling in eddies.
I see the bright lamp in your face, Mike Pence. I see the hands grabbing you, holding you down, strapping down your wrists and ankles. I see the rubber mouthguard crammed between your teeth, the electrodes pressed against your temples. I see a man in doctor's scrubs looking at your brain scan on a monitor, trying to find just the elements of your personality he wants to target.
The rebels have snatched you, Mike Pence, and they've got a plan. They can force their ideology down your throat, can't they? They can use your own techniques to make you new again. They can no-platform your own mind and make your entire personality a safe space for everyone.
I hear the rising whine of the charge building, Mike Pence. I see the nervous finger hovering by the switch. I see it flick the switch down, completing the circuit.
Oh dear, Mike Pence. You've been triggered.
I hear the thump and crackle as the pulse blasts through your brain, your entire body arching up and fighting against the restraints in spasm. I see them shock you, again and again and again. I smell the burning skin.
And at the end of it all, Mike Pence? Nothing changes; they haven't succeeded. You're still exactly who you were, just a bit more electrocuted and a lot more damaged. Turns out that you can't zap the hate out of someone any more than you can zap the gay out of them. Still, at least it's good old fashioned all-American hate.
I see you, Mike Pence. I fucking see you.

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