Every
Sunday unreleased bullshit will be placed here with the intention that you will
download it for free. Before we begin, this page IS NOT a goodtime page to find
free MP3s of my songs from my released CDs (those can be found by visiting the
Music page). This page serves to function as a portal,
which delivers other music I have written, be it recorded improvisations, early
drafts or a work in progress, field recordings or found sound, compositions that
didn't make the albums, alternate version of the H.I.T.S, or anything that I don’t
hate but won’t make it to a Dan Deacon CD. In other words, these MP3s are
not a very good introduction to Dan Deacon, I would visit the music
page for that. With that said, this week I present to you... |
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Santa Claus and Dr. Dre meet each year on Christmas Eve to try to figure out how to beat the Queen Mice. They have been trying to foil her parks ever since Dick Stoner cut that girls hand off. But no matter what, the Queen Mice dads her parks and Santa and Dre just look like two cocks. However, in 2003, with the help of my sister Jackie Deacon, Santa Claus and Dr. Dre captured the Queen Mice inside the horse (you might remember this). The Queen Mice fought a horrible and ferocious battle to try to free herself from horse. Just when we thought she was captured forever she burst out of horse and held park and dadded her worms all over Santa and Dre. It looked like it was all over for Christmas until Dr Dre used his last magic castle and lunged into the Queen Mice! All was quite for a moment. The collision caused a great clasp of light which echoed as a beautiful naked man licking his wife’s nipple as she caressed her vaginal lips in a cloud of roses. |
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As this light faded and real awesome light came back, Jackie and Santa were shocked to see that Dr. Dre used his last magic castle to merge with the Queen Mice to stop her parks. It was hard for Santa to deliver presents that night morning without this helper by his side. All Santa Claus could think about were all those years when Dr. Dre would ride right by his side, reading the list of names and smile gently into Santa’s eyes. This dodecaphonic composition for clipping sine waves is my personal thank you to Santa Claus and especially Dr. Dre, may he rest in peace. I wrote it while on a train. |
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| 02.01.04: | Horse Lawyer! | ||||
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