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diff --git a/album/cosmic-caretakers.yaml b/album/cosmic-caretakers.yaml index 0089e18e..c0c766ef 100644 --- a/album/cosmic-caretakers.yaml +++ b/album/cosmic-caretakers.yaml @@ -50,7 +50,7 @@ Commentary: |- <i>Ngame:</i> ([Community listening stream w/ chat](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E90T8poC2sk)) Banner Artists: -- cadalyst +- Cadalyst - Niklink (edits for wiki) Banner Dimensions: 1100x180 Banner File Extension: png @@ -144,7 +144,7 @@ Commentary: |- <i>Sean Gorter:</i> Hey, it's your local pianist extraordinaire Flare. The basic seeds of this track belong to PoisonedElite, who left behind a minute-long demo of harpsichord and strings. Imagine my surprise when her MIDI was handed down to me and there were the beginnings of an electronic drum track I didn't get to hear in her exports! So the concept was set, orchestra with electronic rhythmic backing. Mom always seemed like quite the intimidating figure to those who met her. Perpetually drunk, with an endless, seemingly vindictive collection of wizard paraphrenalia, Mom was more living myth than parental figure. While most might soften those figures over time to be more relatable, not Hussie, and not Mom! She handles a massive Sburban monster with ease, demonstrates martial arts and weapons expertise, and catches the romantic attention of Dad without so much as breaking a sweat. All I could think of putting this track together was "classical badass." So here's to you, Ms. Classical Badass. - <i>nights:</i> + <i>Nights:</i> I wanted to try something new for this piece, so I went with a lineless minimal style. For the art, I wanted to draw both of Roxy's post and pre scratch selves, not just Mom Lalonde, since I adore both equally!! While working on it, I wanted to somehow connect the two versions of Roxy together with something common. Eventually, I settled on the scarves, and used them for composition and filling in blank spots in the art piece. --- Track: Meteor, Schmeteor (I'll Cut That Thing Right In Half) @@ -266,7 +266,7 @@ Commentary: |- <i>Grace Medley:</i> Sorry, sorry to interrupt the booklet, folks, but I've got a cracking idea: see the next time you find yourself in a pub toilet, and you've got a pen on you, write on the door, "Johnny Crocker, R.I.P." Or let's say you're not old enough to get into pubs yet, let's say, you're still in school? Write it on a desk. Scratch it in with a compass. "Johnny Crocker, R.I.P." Or let's say you're online. Let's say you're on Bebo, Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, a forum, whatever it is, just get the message out there. "Johnny Crocker, R.I.P." Miss you, big man. Gone, but not forgotten. And who is Johnny Crocker...? Eh, who cares. - <i>nights:</i> + <i>Nights:</i> I had the sketch of this track art sitting by for a while, since I never found the time to finish it - not even during the holiday break. I finally was able to find the time to do exactly that on... A very long and boring plane trip, hahah. While drawing it, I thought about how Jane never really knew her poppop, nor did she know she was the cause of his death in the first place (classic Homestuck), so I wanted to convey that bittersweet feeling through the piece. I experimented on the colors with using a couple paper-constructioney textures on it and on the backdrop. Also, the stewardess on my plane trip caught a glance of the drawing and gave me a compliment in broken English, so you know this is some certified REAL good art. --- Track: The Light's Rebellion @@ -411,7 +411,7 @@ Commentary: |- <i>Ucklin:</i> The idea for this song started with the transition around 2:35 to the section with [[track:hate-you]] played in a straight rhythm. I wanted to capture a feeling of dread by making that part of the song methodical and delaying the payoff of some of the notes by a beat. It would also be a stark contrast to have this straight section in solo piano right after a climactic section with plenty of instruments in a swing beat! I was inspired to incorporate a musical palette from the 30s-40s because that's when I estimate Condy took over as Betty Crocker and started doing her guardian things. In the original song, I planned for the bass to carry most of the weight with regards to rhythm, but eventually, I was persuaded to add percussion to the track after helpful feedback from a few of the organizers, and I think it helped a lot! Hate You is quoted 3 times, although the first two ended up a bit disguised by subsequent layers of instrumentation. With regards to the rest of the composition, I tried to have fun! In a way, this song is supposed to tell the story of The Baroness. The beginning hook and the next section portray the mask she wears as Betty Crocker upon arriving to earth, and the persona that caused her husband Colonel Sassacre to fall in love with her. That part of the story is pretty funny to me. The following section introduces the mystery of her real identity with a jazzy Hate You quote before returning to the first section, and finally the climactic transition of the song represents the death of Colonel Sassacre and the beginning of Crocker's reign of terror proper. Finally, at the very end of the song, there is a piccolo harmony which just sounds like aliens to me, possibly because it sounds a little like a theremin. I learned a lot composing this song! Thanks for listening, and I hope you enjoyed! (And thanks to nights for art more polished and gorgeous than I could hope to deserve!) - <i>nights:</i> + <i>Nights:</i> This very nice track gave me vibes of a casual setting with the condesce, so I thought to draw her doing a mundane but fun task - baking! I've always liked fanart of HIC as betty crocker, doing crockery things like baking cake and raising post-scratch john/jade. --- Section: Disc 2 @@ -831,7 +831,7 @@ Referenced Tracks: - track:ruins - track:disc2-cosmic-caretakers - Nova Solis -- Isle Unto Thyself +- Isle unto Thyself Lyrics: Then all the planets fell to dust Commentary: |- <i>keyboard cait:</i> |