So I was walking through life, minding my own business, when suddenly, bam, inspiration hit me like a falling vending machine. Again.
I don’t know how to explain this without sounding like I need help, but recently, my music has been whispering to me in my sleep. Not in a cool, poetic way. More like “HEY, YOU FORGOT TO LAYER THE SNARE PROPERLY” at 3AM. So, naturally, I made some new tracks and threw them onto Newgrounds before they could haunt me any further.
This page is now officially 10% music, 90% strange vibes. If you're here, congrats, you're in the right dimension.
Drop by, listen to my beats, leave a comment, or just stare at the screen until something profound happens.
I’m not saying my next song will solve the mystery of the universe, but I’m also not not saying that.
More weird stuff coming soon. Maybe even good weird.
— SAGEGREEN, reporting live from somewhere between a synth pad and a half-eaten convenience store sandwich.
Guidodinho
Noice, read it somewhere between a work break and a half eaten supermarket cheese-croissant.
And funily enough while reading, Pasta (wich I'll consider your 10%, lol.) came up from my pile of mp3s in the download folder, on shuffle.
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Bro. That’s destiny right there.
You, a half-devoured supermarket croissant, and Pasta sliding into your ears like “sup, miss me?”
That’s not shuffle. That’s the universe doing jazz hands.
Honestly, I think Pasta sensed your break time energy and just launched itself like,
“This is my moment. He’s vulnerable. He’s covered in flaky pastry. Let’s drop the beat.”
Glad to know I’m now spiritually connected to your snack-induced enlightenment.
Next time you eat a suspiciously soft bakery item, listen closely…
I might be watching. From the downloads folder.