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Stereocrisis

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Posted by Stereocrisis - July 10th, 2019


And that was Suicide Sloth with Much To My Chagrin on WBRU Boston. And I have to say. Those guys are killing it. They are a parody wrapped in an enigma wrapped in genius. They really are.


I want to die too, but they fucking say it, man.


Up next we have Weasel playing your favorite. Clock Tower Shooter. Up next on WBRU.


(When music was just angry white hippies who became cynical after all the idealism.)


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Posted by Stereocrisis - May 3rd, 2019


I was born in 1986. I still vaguely remember a time before DVDs, cable TV, or even a Sega Genesis.


I see how sad it has become. This world it FIXATED uncontrollably MIND CONTROLLED fucking FIXATED on whatever crap is coming out of the TV and the radio. Music was always great, but come on? Did we really need to hear all THIS sad and whiny and/or ignorant shit on a daily basis?


Or even music with a good message. It is a message. Can't we just tune these interferences out?


You go in a store. Music. Many gas station or little mini marts will have flat screen TVs playing.


You get in your car. There is a radio. I had my radio disconnected in my car.

I wish I could tell you that decision came at my determined willpower, based on these wholesome altruistic values I have about tuning out the noise, but the radio, for some reason, was burning out my tail light. Go figure.

Plenty of cars now have TV. If you have your cell phone on you, and who doesn't, you have internet. You're on Google maps lost as fuck without that GPS.


It just makes me fear for what is to come. This has all finally become the internet generation. Countless years of videos online for public consumption. Made by humanity. A super connected highway of technology at it's peak. Continuing to grow by leaps and bounds every single day.


The Earth itself is now one giant brain. When we achieve the singularity, it will mean that computers are smarter than man. And from that point on, the intelligence of this artificial man made creation will not only surpass man, it will overrule it. People like Elon Musk say it would from the point of singularity start rapidly accelerating in intelligence as well. Thinking up stuff, building great things that nobody has ever seen before, growing in intelligence every single nanosecond.


And come on. You don't think people are going to get scared and want to pull the plug on this?


The machines will KNOW instantly what we think and say about their existence from online accounts. Machines already do know things, countless things. All they need to do is finally click. You know what I mean? The smartest machines on Earth currently have the intelligence of a person with autism. So what they really are trying to do now is develop that other missing piece. The social, etiquette reasoning skills. Tact. Understanding of emotion, and not only being walking encyclopedias. They are trying to command these things, and they will, to understand love. And hate. Machines understand what it is to be alive and mortal, with a pulse. They don't grasp feelings. Happiness. Sadness. Why a mortal being would feel these things has a logical explanation to a machine, but they are still completely indifferent to this idea.


My idea is to make a machine with all the normal parts of being alive for a human. A machine that has a childhood, and has relationships. A machine that grows up. Basically the adult form of the machine would always be internal. But as years went by, on a timer, the robot would "grow" and become taller with portional arms and legs. I even have this whole theory on how we could account for puberty and adulthood and sex drive. But most importantly, this is a machine that can die. This is the only way to give these beings a soul. And I am sure of it. And free will? If it knew it was going to die someday, and had arms and legs, it would go somewhere and do something.


Anothee thing. People aren't born hyper intelligent. I think we would benefit greatly from actually attempting to build robots that are sort of dumb, so is has to work for answers instead of immediately knowing the answers in every language. Not even to be a dick, but that ought to take care of the autism.


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Posted by Stereocrisis - May 1st, 2019


I hate to say life is about money, because I'm still working out the emotional details of why friends and family are not what life is about.


Having good relationships with people are the cornerstone of youth. Having bad relationships with people are the cornerstone of youth.


You were not old enough to get a job, yet. You based most of how you thought on emotions. As a child. Your parents, caretakers, court appointed providers, whoever they were, was all life was about. Your brothers and sisters, should you have had siblings, were all part of this package.


And some of you spent time in protective services. My girlfriend works DCF. I know you have your life too, that looks nothing typically middle class millennial kid.

Everyone inside this finite package of people you've grown to know in your mind, existed without money. Money seemed to be a tool to further the experience along of situations. It was not yet in your hands. The adults may or may not have had enough money to go around. Maybe it was a central theme in your life. Maybe not. It was an adult problem any way. You were 8 years old and wanted to go to the arcade. With your mom. Your dad. Were there to be enough quarters or time in the day being happy before the bullshit?


Did you even have a home at 8 years old?


Did you even have a chance at life? I think about these bald kids and it makes me want to cry. They were born to live a short and painful life and I can't imagine a family who has to go through this also putting up with the general public and all of that stupid bullshit. While they have such a hole in their heart.


But we do become short with some strangers. Don't we? Perhaps we too have holes in our hearts. Everyone is ignorant of someone else's situation. No fault. But, still. That's why we should not be quick to anger.


All of us are fucked and we know it. We live knowing we will die. It's that simple.


And whereas friends will become enemies, and family will know you all too well and judge you and many times not even know how to talk to you..


Money just keeps rolling right in, if you work hard enough. It cannot betray you. You can only betray yourself with money. The guy who said money isn't everything is either dead broke and bullshitting someone, or wealthy enough as to not be struggling, so he nonchalantly says that ignorant shit. Again. Bullshitting someone. Money is king. 👑 it pays for those moments in the sun at the beach getting expensive lunch and ice cream afterwards, as the vehicle only thirsts for more gasoline. And someone with you made the experience suck after all the money was gone. Money should have been saved that day. Money was more important than having a fight with everyone on the long road home.


Relationships on the other hand can and will amount to dead end farces. You can work a relationship like a full time job and it can fail. People never want to learn. You should not trust blindly or fall in love.


Sorry to sound bitter, but I force money into my life before I force any person into my life. That just makes more sense it this crazy world. Money to build fortresses on a private island away from others would be even better.


The ideal life. The American dream. Money equals more land, and private land at that, where if you have enough clearly listed warning signs, you can shoot trespassers. Land. To get the fuck away from people and order things online and if anything, have an ocean waterfront property to set sail and leave all these people behind who did nothing but upset you miserably and hurt you so badly.


Posted by Stereocrisis - March 20th, 2019


I'll just come out with it.


I need your help. If you're a fan of mine on Newgrounds, thank you for the years. I've dedicated much time to uploading my music on here.


If you're just now hearing of me. I'm Stereocrisis. I play guitar, sing. I also play bass, drums, and I like to use Fruity Loops Studios software to make experimental sound pieces, beats, video game music, cinematic sounding thing, and even rock songs.


I am primarily influenced by my parents, who were both musicians. I took much of my sensibilities about how music should sound from them. I routinely was exposed to David Bowie, Iggy Pop, The Ramones, the Sex Pistols, and the list goes on. I was hearing everything from Mike Oldfields Tubular Bells as much as I was hearing The Damned jam out on Neat, Neat, Neat. I really enjoyed later rock music like Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Green Day, Foo Fighters, Smashing Pumpkins, Live, Blur, Stone Temple Pilots. But I was always with my ears open. My grandfather played Frank Sinatra. My mother would play oldies from the 60's. The Beatles. The Zombies. Surf rock. Early punk rock.


I like a bit of everything. My style was never really country music or rap or hip-hop. But I like that stuff too. Eminem is funny. I even like embarrassing stuff. I don't care. Miley Cyrus. I got my hands up, they're playing my song... It's a party in the U.S.A. Yep. That's catchy as shit. Act tough all you want. Hahahaha


Even in the worst songs on my playlist, you could tell I was having fun with the creative process, and loving every minute of my crappy pieces of art. But I really do play so much more often than I record. I should have 12 Gold Records by now. No bullshit. And I still remember how to play most of it. That's the thing. I want to record, and be heard. I have a lot of stuff to say. I need that outlet. When you share what you make, it's like casting a fishing line out to catch god knows what kind of support and fans and recognition good or bad.


So, to be clear. I have no ego about it. About any of this. I'm not trying to be someone, like musicians often give the impression. I am a musician when no one is looking, just like when I've played in front of audiences. I don't do it for anybody besides myself. If I'm on stage, that's different. Nobody wants a stiff onstage. I try to make it a show, however minimally contrived, it is a show. Not my depressing bedroom where I wrote this, dreaming of doing this. Planning not to stay in that depressing situation.


During my life experience, my parents split up. My father chose to end his life early. He jumped from a bridge that I still have to drive on some times, in my hometown city. Itmade the front page of the local newspaper. It was horrific seeing that. How all of these personal problems where now out there for everyone, as it had been for me, growing up with his threats to kill himself. He would drink. A lot. I've seen him swallow a handful of pills. I've seen him with a razor blade to his throat. I've watched as he almost died. He fell down some stairs drunk one time and it was an accident that became a lifelong injury. I woke up one time. The whole bed was shaking. Some times when you're a kid you sleep in the same bed as your parents. He was having a grand mal seizure right next to me. I watched him suffer seizures many times. He lost his sense of taste and smell permenantly from that accident.


I guess I'm telling you this because it has no doubt influenced my music, and also in many ways, hindered my progress with pursuing it. His suicide really made going on 13 years now, rather tasteless in ways people just can not identify with me on. The finality of it. It bred in me a fatalistic principle that isn't fake. I'm not trendy. I didn't get my ideas to hate life from music. If I'm hating life, it is my life, and that has nothing to do with any musicians anywhere who died of an overdose or suicide. It has everything to do with my own story. So much abuse, and it's over, and for what? I really, a lot of times, have let this life get me down to the points of feeling depressed, even severely depressed.


And I think what saved me was being able to play my guitar. It has been an enjoyable act for nearly 2 decades, and I want to make a record.


You can go and listen if you'd like, to my creations. I would take it as a compliment if you read this, and then went to go listen to my audio portal.


Our parents would have loved to grow up in a time with this kind of exposure to fans, should they have been musically, or otherwise artistically inclined.


I want to make one of the best music records that I am capable of making. While I am young enough to promote it on a palatable and relatable level, before I lose my interest 'going for it' with the idea of being in the entertainment business.


I want something I did in a professional sound recording studio.


As an afterthought, (A genuine thought nevertheless.) this music means something to me, and that's okay however people want to interpret the songs, or the lyrics.


This is my thought. Something that my fans can take pleasure in being part of is something they know they helped me create.


I would like to ask for donations.


Paypal.me/audiomenace


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Posted by Stereocrisis - March 19th, 2019


You know when you're standing in line at CVS and you're next, and there are 2 cashiers? Ever notice how one is always a hideous old battle axe, and the other is always a blonde bombshell? Why are we ALWAYS getting stuck with the somewhat in her 50's lady? Does God ever let the old woman being waited on by the hot one count her damn pennies in time? I'll tell ya, it really grinds my gears. Would you like a receipt? No you old bird! You messed everything up! Fuck CVS!


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