It has begun.
I now have a Myspace page, a Facebook page and a ReverbNation page ready, all constantly refreshed and reloaded with new music every month. My goal is new music every week, but for now, slow and steady. So bear with me, I'm doing my do. In the meantime, feel free to check me out at Myspace (http://www.myspace.com/ghostmantioli); ReverbNation (http://www.reverbnation.com/derronghostmanellies); or on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/Derron-GhostMan-Ellies/378928377144?ref=ts). Leave your comments, questions and love on any of the pages. Looking forward to hearing from you!
I out.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Monday, November 9, 2009
We really don't have anything better to do, do we?
It's ridiculous.
For the past week or so, I have been bombarded by opinions, spiteful statuses and raw, unforgiving criticism of one of our representatives in a world competition. Now, poor Anya Ayoung-Chee has to deal with this bullshit because of a HUMAN ERROR in judgment. To me, it's high time we stop with the foolishness, get on with our own lives and mind our own damned business.
Okay, so she made a tape with her loved one and didn't have the foresight to save it elsewhere so that it wouldn't slip into the hands of the idle. For that matter, neither did her loved one. Does that give you the right to continuously fuck her up, in the letters section of the newspapers, on the call-in programmes on the radio, in your stupid statuses in Facebook and other social sites? Hasn't it occurred to you that the world is watching, not only her, but how we are collectively ostracising her after we supported her to the end of her competition?
And some of us who are rinsing our mouths on her are no better than her. You may not have been caught yet, but my granny has a saying: "What eh meet yuh yet eh pass yuh." In other words, your day will soon come. Pelt no stones while laughing in your glass castles. So she made a sex tape, for her own personal use, and it slipped because some idle jackass copied and pasted when he was supposed to be fixing the PC. Big deal! Why allyuh eh cuss out de technicians who put her business-HER BUSINESS!-on the streets like that, after all that she has done for us, and continues to do? Hypocritical bunch of fools...allyuh do de same thing to Wendy Fitzwilliam and Dwight Yorke, and now allyuh eh sayin nutten after Yorke launched his book?
Besides, she is living her life still. Her degrees, awards, clothing line etc. are all doing wonders for her. But you small-minded cunts are all on her facebook page, joining just for the sole purpose of laughing and running your nasty mouths on her. Fuck allyuh, dread! Leave the woman alone, she earned her rightful place in this country by the majority of her actions, and now for one slip in human judgment allyuh want her to drop down and dead? None of you could ever dream to accomplish what she has, simply because you are too caught up in other people's business to begin to fix your own!
For the past week or so, I have been bombarded by opinions, spiteful statuses and raw, unforgiving criticism of one of our representatives in a world competition. Now, poor Anya Ayoung-Chee has to deal with this bullshit because of a HUMAN ERROR in judgment. To me, it's high time we stop with the foolishness, get on with our own lives and mind our own damned business.
Okay, so she made a tape with her loved one and didn't have the foresight to save it elsewhere so that it wouldn't slip into the hands of the idle. For that matter, neither did her loved one. Does that give you the right to continuously fuck her up, in the letters section of the newspapers, on the call-in programmes on the radio, in your stupid statuses in Facebook and other social sites? Hasn't it occurred to you that the world is watching, not only her, but how we are collectively ostracising her after we supported her to the end of her competition?
And some of us who are rinsing our mouths on her are no better than her. You may not have been caught yet, but my granny has a saying: "What eh meet yuh yet eh pass yuh." In other words, your day will soon come. Pelt no stones while laughing in your glass castles. So she made a sex tape, for her own personal use, and it slipped because some idle jackass copied and pasted when he was supposed to be fixing the PC. Big deal! Why allyuh eh cuss out de technicians who put her business-HER BUSINESS!-on the streets like that, after all that she has done for us, and continues to do? Hypocritical bunch of fools...allyuh do de same thing to Wendy Fitzwilliam and Dwight Yorke, and now allyuh eh sayin nutten after Yorke launched his book?
Besides, she is living her life still. Her degrees, awards, clothing line etc. are all doing wonders for her. But you small-minded cunts are all on her facebook page, joining just for the sole purpose of laughing and running your nasty mouths on her. Fuck allyuh, dread! Leave the woman alone, she earned her rightful place in this country by the majority of her actions, and now for one slip in human judgment allyuh want her to drop down and dead? None of you could ever dream to accomplish what she has, simply because you are too caught up in other people's business to begin to fix your own!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
My job...job? Ha!
It's 1:36am and I'm still in work. Lovin it because my work is my love, and my life. I test PHIs, and it's a beautiful thing to me. For me, anything that can help me to get further in my music is a blessing from God Almighty. It's like good gold, mated with that 500 carat diamond found recently.
What's a PHI, you may ask? For those of you who are familiar with the steelpan, indigenous to Trinidad & Tobago, the PHI is the digital version of the steelpan. The PHI, an acronym for Percussive Harmonic Instrument, gives the pan player access to all the possibilities that the electronic keyboard gave, and still gives, to the pianist. It's a synthesizer, using MIDI Musical Instrument Digital Interface) in the same way a keyboard does to allow the pan enthusiast to experiment with different tones. Hence, after years of wondering how a certain steelpan lick would sound in a trumpet's tone, one is finally able to try it out even if one doesn't know how to handle a trumpet. What I really love is the fact that it's been invented in the same country of it's ancestor, almost a full century later. And we have the bragging rights of patent to prove it. More information can be obtained about the PHI and its creators on their website, http://www.panadigm.com and at their facebook fan page.
My job is to test the PHIs and make sure they work properly for the market and the performers we loan them to on trial. I also write my music and record with it; so far I have worked with many young wonderful musicians and the collaborations are off the hook. Look out for some of them online soon. Time to get back to work...
I out.
What's a PHI, you may ask? For those of you who are familiar with the steelpan, indigenous to Trinidad & Tobago, the PHI is the digital version of the steelpan. The PHI, an acronym for Percussive Harmonic Instrument, gives the pan player access to all the possibilities that the electronic keyboard gave, and still gives, to the pianist. It's a synthesizer, using MIDI Musical Instrument Digital Interface) in the same way a keyboard does to allow the pan enthusiast to experiment with different tones. Hence, after years of wondering how a certain steelpan lick would sound in a trumpet's tone, one is finally able to try it out even if one doesn't know how to handle a trumpet. What I really love is the fact that it's been invented in the same country of it's ancestor, almost a full century later. And we have the bragging rights of patent to prove it. More information can be obtained about the PHI and its creators on their website, http://www.panadigm.com and at their facebook fan page.
My job is to test the PHIs and make sure they work properly for the market and the performers we loan them to on trial. I also write my music and record with it; so far I have worked with many young wonderful musicians and the collaborations are off the hook. Look out for some of them online soon. Time to get back to work...
I out.
Seriously...
I think I'll be doing this music thing on my own. Advice from the big fish is cool, whoever and whatever they be. But I don't wan to be tainted by anyone's occult belief. For we all know that folks get classed, sometimes truthfully and sometimes unfairly, simply by association. I believe that the blood of my Saviour is strong enough to shield me from their evil ways, but I will not let my career fail because I was seen talking to someone in the music business with alleged ties to the occult. By God's grace, I can and will make it...and I don't believe I need a Freemason's help to get there. For more information, google John Todd.
I out.
I out.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
My music is coming online
Presently I am working on material soon to be released online and on air. There is no fixed genre, just pure vibes and messages. Listen to the lyrics while moving your feet and humming the melodies. I'll keep you posted; in the meantime keep http://www.myspace.com/ghostmantioli in your heads...that's where it all comes loose.
Blessed love.
Blessed love.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I'm tired of the madness called normalcy.
I am SURE that there are a lot of people out there who share my hatred of normalcy. People who believe that the corporate world, the respective governments of the various countries of this globe and all hardcore fundamentalist groups (religious or not) are all working together to ensure that we all live together in perfect turmoil and hopelessness. People who would wage war on warmongers and not innocent bystanders who try to live daily while hoping for an end to the suffering, the deaths, the famine...anything but their lives.
I say this because this 'normal' era in our planet's existence is anything but. To me, the level of love for wanton destruction is disconcerting, to say the least. More like fucking scary. It's all over the place.....this wanton destruction. Everywhere but where they were thought to be hidden.
"and in the news today, two suicide bombers caused the deaths of hundreds of people in..."
"other news...tomorrow is the day of execution for the man believed to be the mind behind..."
"YUBBULU-YUBBULU-YUBBULU-AAAAHYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!......KABOOM!!!!!!!"
"four men were killed in a shootout between rival gangs in southern...."
"California and raped a sixteen-year-old mother of two before killing her by slitting..."
"I'LL POP A CAP IN YO' ASS, BITCH!!!"
What the fuck ever happened to living as one brotherhood worldwide? That was meant to be a credo for life, not some bloody phase like Tevin Campbell (is that brother stil around, does anyone know?). But no, we STILL have to deal with racial, religious and many other forms of segregation and discrimination. And as it gets worse by the second, the numbers of born, unborn and stillborn children are on the rise. Trying to raise a child in these unfair times is suicidal, if the child doesn't kill you first. And then there is AIDS. The strongest condom ably lubricated with industrial-strength bleach can't contain it, so we fucking with naked dicks and pussies. I mean, think about it. If rubbers can't save you, then nothing can. Therefore, throw all caution to the wind and all flesh to vultures.
It's sad. The only good thing is freedom of speech, and that is worth nothing without some form of action to back it up. Pump the message into the mainstream via music on the net, slip it in the radio station, publish lyrics, get them to the libraries, talk to schools...the possibilities are endless. Proaction wins hands down, any given day. Make them listen, then listen to them. Feedback is necessary to determine the next move.
There is so much to be done...and so little time to do it all. Our days are now numbered by the individual lazy, jealous idiots that should know better than to covet everyone else's stuff. As for the powers that be, they are nothing more than pawns who slave after their own egos. I say we put them in a bubble just like in Simpsons, and then blow them to fuck up. But that's just me...do you hear that, CIA spooks?
I out.
I say this because this 'normal' era in our planet's existence is anything but. To me, the level of love for wanton destruction is disconcerting, to say the least. More like fucking scary. It's all over the place.....this wanton destruction. Everywhere but where they were thought to be hidden.
"and in the news today, two suicide bombers caused the deaths of hundreds of people in..."
"other news...tomorrow is the day of execution for the man believed to be the mind behind..."
"YUBBULU-YUBBULU-YUBBULU-AAAAHYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!......KABOOM!!!!!!!"
"four men were killed in a shootout between rival gangs in southern...."
"California and raped a sixteen-year-old mother of two before killing her by slitting..."
"I'LL POP A CAP IN YO' ASS, BITCH!!!"
What the fuck ever happened to living as one brotherhood worldwide? That was meant to be a credo for life, not some bloody phase like Tevin Campbell (is that brother stil around, does anyone know?). But no, we STILL have to deal with racial, religious and many other forms of segregation and discrimination. And as it gets worse by the second, the numbers of born, unborn and stillborn children are on the rise. Trying to raise a child in these unfair times is suicidal, if the child doesn't kill you first. And then there is AIDS. The strongest condom ably lubricated with industrial-strength bleach can't contain it, so we fucking with naked dicks and pussies. I mean, think about it. If rubbers can't save you, then nothing can. Therefore, throw all caution to the wind and all flesh to vultures.
It's sad. The only good thing is freedom of speech, and that is worth nothing without some form of action to back it up. Pump the message into the mainstream via music on the net, slip it in the radio station, publish lyrics, get them to the libraries, talk to schools...the possibilities are endless. Proaction wins hands down, any given day. Make them listen, then listen to them. Feedback is necessary to determine the next move.
There is so much to be done...and so little time to do it all. Our days are now numbered by the individual lazy, jealous idiots that should know better than to covet everyone else's stuff. As for the powers that be, they are nothing more than pawns who slave after their own egos. I say we put them in a bubble just like in Simpsons, and then blow them to fuck up. But that's just me...do you hear that, CIA spooks?
I out.
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