I’m pretty bored with the header I currently have. Its something I got off deviantart and it doesn’t feel right taking someone else’s picture when I can make one by myself.
This is the new header. It’s a lot different from the one before. Last one was white and moved with the theme. This one is black and pink. Quite different.
I might make a white one of this. Black or White?
Auto-Tune is a proprietary audio processor created by Antares Audio Technologies. Auto-Tune uses a phase vocoder to correct pitch in vocal and instrumental performances. It is used to disguise off-key inaccuracies and mistakes, and has allowed singers to perform perfectly tuned vocal tracks without the need of singing in tune.
It was Cher’s secret weapon back in the late 90’s. It was the only way she could sing her hit single “Believe” without going into surgery for something that really needs tending to. Other than her face that is.
Numerous artists have used it. Some very obviously like Jamie Foxx and some you wouldn’t expect like the Dixie Chicks. Many artists use it for only a few words here and them. But some artists can’t seem to sing without it. Such as T-Pain and Kanye West.
Here are a few artists who have used it in their music:
Kanye West’s album 808s and Heartbreak
was practically an over dose of auto tune. When I first heard Heartless I was quite surprised. “I didn’t know Kanye West can sing!”
T-Pain is probably the biggest user of Auto Tune. Its his cocaine. He has no talent without it! Its on every word of every song of his. He even uses it when he talks normally. I remember telling people that his voice sounds electronic. I thought it sounded cool back then but now I realize its crap.
Artists such as JoJo and Black Eyed Pea’s have used it in a few of their songs such as “Boom Boom Pow” but it suited the track.
The most disappointing was Natasha Bedinfield. My dad loves her music. He has her track “Unwritten” burnt on a CD so that he can listen to her in the car. It’ll break his heart to know that she used an electronic device to sing one of her songs (Love like this).
Chris Brown used it in his song “Forever”. It was one of his best hits. Sadly it was his last.
Miley Cyrus uses it cause she thinks its cool.
Billy Joel apparently used it when he was singing the American National Anthem at the Super Bowl. FAIL.
Lil Wayne obviously uses it. He can rap thats for sure. But his voice is so cigarette stained that it sounds like crap. Not to point out that he is butt ugly. No idea why Keri Hilson is doing him. She probably uses it too.
Jay – Z is one of the biggest anti Auto Tune artists out there. He even released a single called Death of Auto Tune (D.O.A) which is in the new BluePrint3. He actually sticks to what he can do. And that’s rap. Really good.
Its sad to see how low some artists go to achieve fame. Worse is when people who can actually sing use it to sound better, and even worse is people who can’t sing using it and earning fame. Using a technological device to spruce something that god and training created is a shame.
How many more Artists do you think use Auto Tune?
“I enjoy creativity at 2AM” is the msn name a friend of mine is currently using.
The other day I couldn’t sleep so I put the stereo on. Put the Ibiza Annual 2008 and lied down on my bed and closed my eyes. You know when you look at a light and close your eyes there are little dots fluttering around the darkness of your closed eyelids?
Well those dots turned to lines, which joined each other at points, forming shapes which soon filled with colour.
I got up. Went to my table and went through my pen holder. Grabbing my marker I swiftly drew while the images were in my head. Soon the image disappeared from my head and was now applied on the sheet of paper before me.
It was a Ninja. Typical me. I’ll upload it onto Rose Tinted Art soon.
I still couldn’t sleep. The music was now reaching a high that was making my mind sharper. With the bass followed the shapes. And soon with the marker in my hand I started drawing unexplainable things on my walls.
My mother wasn’t too happy. But yeah. There is more. Like Bob who’s jumping off my dressing table mirror.
So about a week ago Bro and I were driving around Colombo running some errands. While in the car we talking about the recent stock market rise, the fonseka factor, ex girlfriends, the change to the GoldLeaf pack after 50 years, Anarkali, The Cadilac Escalade in SL, A Core 2 Duo Processor that i’m looking for, some new music he had come across, How I Met Your Mother season 5, Heroes, LOST, Condoms, Tattoos, Clubs etc etc
When suddenly from the back where our friend SAM was sitting bored out of his mind he shouts: VAGINA!
Bro and I turn around, look at him give him this look -_- and continue on with our conversation of the recent stock market rise, the fonseka factor, ex girlfriends, the change to the GoldLeaf pack after 50 years, Anarkali, The Cadilac Escalade in SL, A Core 2 Duo Processor that i’m looking for, some new music he had come across, How I Met Your Mother season 5, Heroes, LOST, Condoms, Tattoos, Clubs etc etc.
That one word is such a neck turner. Maybe its a guy thing to look around at the source of the word. Maybe cause most guys are “pointed” at it. SAM now uses the word quite often. It’s his way of telling the world that he’s alive and that he wants some attention. Despite that fact that I know that he will say it in the next 10 seconds I still stop and look at him when he does.
You should try it, It works….
“You don’t need booze to have a good time”
It has always been the argument for the anti drinking crowd. I really didn’t understand it. When I normally go for a party or to a club. I always have a few rounds before I let loose on the dance floor. Its very much needed. Alcohol gives you the edge. When your drunk the possibilities are different from when you are sober. Not blind bloody drunk, but high to a point where anything is possible. It’s not called “Liquid Courage” for nothing.
This past week there have been two instances where I have remained sober for a party because 1) I was working, 2) I was driving home.
By working I mean taking photographs.
On Halloween I had to take pictures of the on-goings in a club in Colombo. When your walking around the club sober getting rubbed against by people and hit in the face by crazy dancers is no fun. When your drunk on the other hand when someone rubs against you (girls) dirty things go through your heads. Or when you get hit in the face you turn around and bust a dance move or two back at that person.
With no energy except for a beer I was pretty parched. Running up and down taking pics. Dancing in between pictures with drunk friends is very tiring. Soon I got bestie out of the crazy dance moves she was busting and left the club at 2 AM. Which is quite surprising if you know my partying habits.
My feet hurt, I smelt of sweat and cologne and was hungry.
My say for the night was. It was tiring. And I still need to get paid for it.
The other sober night was this Thursday night where about 40 of us surprised a friend of mine at The Library at the Cinnamon Lakeside. I was taking pictures there as well. It was a relaxing night. The food was good. The booze was non existent and the music was amazing.
The DJ played for a couple of hours till the band got down and ready to play. Then once the band was ready (The band was MISTY by the way), they strung up some good oldies music which really got the dance floor moving. Then it moved back to the DJ and then back to the band so on and forth.
I came out the library the same as before. My feet hurt, I smelled of different things and was still hungry. But I came out saying: “Best sober night ever!”
So comparing the two nights you really can’t pinpoint exactly what made the night good and what made the night bad. But in my opinion you don’t need booze to have a good night. But a little booze makes the night better. Or worse. Buts that’s the thrill.
Looking at my life the other day, I realized im living a really unhealthy lifestyle.
I eat 3 times a day like any other person but my volume is at times more than average. I sometimes go for a 4th meal around 2AM in the morning when I’m awake. Another thing is my sleeping habits. I sleep very late at night and if I have class i get up early again having only a few hours of sleep. Again unhealthy.
I spend a large amount of time on the computer. Ranging from Counter Strike to Photoshop to Facebook. I need to change that and get out a bit more. Reduce my time online and increase my time outdoors.
I spoke to dad and am getting the Fingara membership changed to my name. This way I can gym/swim/pool/bar freely without any issues.
Also my weight is bugging me. I don’t gain but I don’t lose either. So its going to be a full fledged diet plus exercise. Planning on going vegan again. Last time I went vegetarian was for love. This time its for Life.
Going to reduce the consumtion of substances as well. I’m not a smoker or a drinker who needs to have a cigarette a day or what not. I just do it when I go out. Social smoker/drinker as they say. But I realized the longer i’ve been at it, the more I consume. So I need to put a stop to that. I need to control it.
Gonna sign up for a language class. Probably something like Japanese or German.
I’ve mentioned taking kickboxing before, but now I’ve decided to get on with it. I tried it once and it was quite a stress buster.
I need a new source of income. My intitial resource, Parents. Is drying up. Need to do something. Maybe even tution. Any other ideas?
Anyway I’m off now, class is about to start. I’m going to leave you with this hilarious website from the lolcats network.
and for the guys (and girls) www.hawtness.com
Have a good one 
My parents while reading the paper had found out about the kottu section. The read the posts. Hummed agreeably to some posts, laughed at others and sighed at the remaining. But then they saw their sons comment on a post that was now in the paper.
They were quite alarmed (no humming involved) to see my name on the paper. It was because of the subject content. My parents are fine with me blogging. But they always were uneasy since I use my real name and blog. And this comment was posted on a post that thekillromeoproject had written about Sarath Fonseka. My comment was pretty neutral (I guess) and the facts were fictional so there might be some downside to it.
With my name on it my mother thinks that the STF are going to knock on my door and take me away. Dad gave me a bit speech about safety and being careful about blogging. Its never been a problem before but now that kottu is in print we have to think twice about posting.
People have aliases that range from a personality (DramaQueen) to a fantasy (Messiah of Madness). I on the other hand prefer to write using my own name. It doesn’t make me braver or anything. It just shows I have nothing to hide.
The Blood flows to my head. My senses kick in. My eyes still blurred, my nose sniffing cinnamon.
I lift my head, the blood made it heavy. Feels like a whirlpool in my head.
My mouth tastes like cigarettes, my neck smells of her. My breath stained of alcohol from last nights… what was it?
Must have been a party. Had to be. Was it a club? Or a house party? Or Garden Drinking?
Who knows, Who cares. Let me just reach for the remote and listen to some Sugar Ray. Maybe then I’ll wake up.
A new blog that I’ve started.This blog is mainly about my graphics. I’ve started to explore and learn photoshop and other image editing softwares.
It’s impressive what you can imagine, but its even more impressive when you can apply it.
On the 27th of September i turned 19. The last teen year as they say. I didn’t actually celebrate on that day since I had been celebrating the whole week. Birthday week as it was called by my close friends and other September-ites. After partying from Amueseum to Lush to my room to the Pinnacle Rooftop it seemed fair to my body to give it a rest on Sunday. Drinking and Dancing for 4 days straight is never healthy.
The nights were fun and good. From Adam puking onto the sofa and an old couple making out on top of the puke, to Bro unknowingly but willingly trying to do a hooker in my van.
It’s my last teen year and people say a lot of things change when your 19. And they’re not wrong. Its come to a point where i cant use my age as an excuse. I’m now old enough to be held responsible for many things such as the business and the house. Its not bad, but I’d rather have some fun.
But the worst part is. I can feel myself getting older. Now my mornings start early, with a cup of tea and the papers I sit on the porch and read through the daily goings of our country. Then I move onto the financial times which of recently (after turning 19) I have had a great interest on. The sports page is just a skim through where detailed attention is paid to the Hit Ad. I’m browsing through the magazines thick pages looking for great deals on car audio equipment or computer parts because I want to be responsible and save money.
I’ve started to prioritize my life now. I was saving my money for a tattoo which I hoped to get soon, but then decided to save that money for more immediate purposes. Such as fixing my computer and travel.
I’ve decided to put a larger stake into the company seeing that I am part of it whether I like it or not. I check on the daily goings and the stocks and scope the competition.
With dad abroad on business I spend more time with mum. Before I would lock myself up in my room and read or be on the computer the whole day. Now I hang with her, asking her about restaurants that she wants to go to etc. I plan the drivers route in the morning making sure its efficient and for everyone benefit.
I am getting old.
And I think I’m starting to like it.
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