Basically, its another collection of pointless links mostly nicked
from other blogs
Is That It?
Well, no, one day, I hope to break free from the bonds of having a day job and spend my time
floating round the med,
knocking up the occasional track for a cool label. Till then, this is my only outlet for
my compositions.
If you like Progressive tracks with nice breaks, you might like to listen you my latest, finished creation...well,
actually, its my only
*finished* creation, Celestial.
Download the MP3, Or stream
it.
The excellent vocals (in case you're wondering) were taken
from a track by Loreena
McKennitt called 'The Mystics Dream'.
One of the problems I have is actually finishing a track... No stamina y'see ;) I've got round this (sorta) by
stuffing all my unfinished
tracks into
Acid and creating one long mix. Whilst unfinished, they also represent the best stuff I've produced to
date...without sounding
self-congratulatory, its easily as
good as any of the other mixes...but just pure, homegrown Roguetrooper. Enjoy...(and play loud) Clicky Streamy Clicky downloady
The track I'm working on at the moment is a bit of a departure
for me. Normally I don't like long intros, but the beginning
to Gravity developed into this dark, broody soundscape. Its
a full 4 mins till any proper percussion kicks in which sounds
a long time, but its just right for the track (currently running
at 12 mins). Anyway, you can Stream the MP3 hopefully...
or download it(11Mb)
Heres what happens when you use Acid Pro as an mp3 sequencer..nearly an hour of beats n breaks.
Have a listen to Methodical or download it.
Want some more? heres another with Leftfield and
Hybrid (to mention a few). You
can download this too if you like.
Think I'm going to have to find a more permanent home for the mixes and stuff. judging by the amount of stuff I'm
churning out of the
Triton... Anyway, heres the Adam Freeland stuff mix from below on the blog...nice trancy, break filled mix that
hardens
somewhat towards the end when Joujouka arrive..However, its still only 135BPM and doesn't disrupt the flow too
much... Same as usual, you
can stream it or
download it...beware though, its
20Mb. Sounds best about
4am Sunday morning. Enjoy.
I was looking through my mp3 collection the other day and came across some depeche mode stuff I never realised I
had. Perfect excuse to
mix a few tracks up in acid and give the Basildon boys a breakbeat flavour. Its still a work in progress at the mo,
but I've since discovered
that DM and Breaks were made for each other. Have a listen and you'll hear what I mean. Download or Stream
Kontact::
"I was duped into
coming here!!! I want my money back!!! Who do I complain to?"
Seeing as my logfiles report that most people come here looking
for the excellent DNA java trials bike game, heres
a link so you don't have to scroll through all my archives....How
good am I?
Archives::
Stuff I've been messing
with::
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Feed::
Nosy? come and take a peek round chez Rogue via a (sometimes) Live Webcam
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I love Edward Goreys stuff, for lots more about Ed and his stuff, you should wander across to goreygraphy.com
I can't believe people still fall for hoax virus alerts, especially with excellent databases like the one at Sophos
I've received 4 copies of the 'virtual card for you' hoax this morning and I'm very embarassed to admit that one of them was from our MD, a former IT professional.... Oh the shame!!
If, like me, you're getting bored with spending 20 minutes winding up those telephone marketing peeps who ring you in the middle of dinner, then check out Telephone preference services you can add your name to their database to be taken off telemarketing lists. If you continue to receive calls after registration confirmation, the offending companies could be liable to be fined... which is nice.
Its been a while since I wrote anything on the blog, but I've been off for a couple of weeks learning a very valuable lesson in 'Being optimistic isn't always a good thing'
Several months ago, my Dad was diagnosed with lung cancer. Luckily, it was operable and he had most of his left lung removed. He wasn't going to be running any marathons, but I was optimistic that my dad had got sorted in time and that he had quite a few more years to see out.
Unfortunately, a month later he started suffering from really crappy back pains. Despite the chemo and radiotherapy designed to nuke any remaining cells present in his lung 'stub', some of the little buggers got into his spine. From this point on, his clock was ticking down, but with treatment, my dad was expected to stick around for another couple of years. I was optimistic that this big bear of a dad I had would fight all the way to the end and that we'd at least have another 2 years together.
As the course progressed, the chemo made him feel pretty sick and he lost quite a bit of weight, but he was in good spirits and as sarcastic as ever. Then around the 27th of May, he was taken into hospital in Kendal (which, I must say, is a dire excuse for a place that is supposed to heal people). I remained optimistic though and thought he was going to be ok once he got used to the chemo.
On Friday 30th of May, my Dad had had more than enough of Kendal hospital and said he wanted to go home. I rang to tell him that I would come and see him on Saturday with Alex, but he was a bit tired, so I left a message with his partner Doreen. I was looking forward to seeing him as it'd been a couple of weeks. Saturday morning, I was woken by a phone call at 4:45am. My dad wasn't too good and had been taken into Lancaster hospital. I went straight up to see him.... but as soon as the doctor uttered the words 'I'm sorry', I knew I was too late. My dad was dead.
I was absolutely stunned. I honestly thought that he was going to be ok..(well as ok as he could be) but it seems as though he had an infection in his remaining lung which just caused his respiratory system to pack up. He was only 57. The doctor asked if I wanted to see him and took me through into the recovery room. My dad there, on a trolley, covered (apart from his head) by a blanket.. he just looked like he was asleep. I went over and held his hand, (which already felt cool despite the fact that he had died only 30 minutes earlier) and looked at the thin, pale ghost of a man that my dad had become. Only 3 weeks earlier, my dad was 2 stone heavier and sat in the pub with me having a beer. He had literally wasted away to nothing. I retrospect, I suppose it was a blessing that he died suddenly and while he still had some dignity left. But I can't help thinking that someone blew the final whistle far too early. Thinking back to how I felt whilst looking at him, I seemed to focus on his still open mouth and in particular that it was still moist in the corners. I paused and deliberated over whether I should close it or not, but decided that I had better leave him as I had found him. I looked round at all the recovery equipment and thought it strange that I would be left alone and in private with boxes full of morphiene ampoules and adrenaline injections... After about 5 minutes or so, I had a few words with him, kissed him on the forehead and left....
I've been writing this for about 2 weeks now, wondering what to include and leave out. Anyway, after some thought, I've decided not to write the lengthy obitury I had originally planned. I'll just say this.
He was a top, top bloke my dad, who definately got better with age. I've come to realise over the last few years just how much of an effect he's had in making me who I am....When I was younger, I used to think he was a pain in the arse, always telling me off for stuff, but maturity has opened my eyes. If Alex thinks about me the same way I think about my dad now when he's my age, I know I'll have done a good job. I can even attribute my love of all things synth-like to my dad. He always used to listen to Pink Floyd and when I bought him the 30th anniversary CD of Dark Side of the moon, I was amazed by the fact that they were creating 303-like acid basslines over 30 years ago...a definate subliminal influence when I was young.........I really miss him already...I just wish I'd had time to talk to him before he died to tell him at least some of things I always wanted to, but never seemed to have the time to. Its a shame for Alex because my dad idolised him...I had so many plans for mischief we could get up to together that just won't be the same without him.
His cremation was last Tuesday (10th June) and I'd really like to thank the 200 people who came to funeral to give him the send off he deserved. I'd like to apologise to my dad though for going against his wishes (I decided that Pink Floyds 'Wish you were here' would be a slighty better choice of song than his requested 'FGTH : Relax'.... always the joker...)
Finally. If you're a smoker, especially if you have family that want you to quit...Please, please seriously consider giving up because it *could* happen to you and before you know it, in 6 months time, you could be dead.
