Music Matters

[shanmonster]

I have a craving to do some audio collage/cut-ups, and would like a bit of free, easy-to-figure-out software good for mixing/creating/sampling audio tracks. Any suggestions?

Oh yes, check out My Sexy Pony (NSFW). I love the stud pony. "I am a Parisian War Pony." Ha! Verily, he is the Fabio of pony boys. I wonder if Harlequin does a line of romances based on pony players?

If I had a sugar daddy, he'd buy me pole-dancing lessons.

Comments

[darqrat.livejournal.com]

I was wondering how 'My little ponies' could be NSFW. Definatly not what I was expecting. Lol...

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Someday, I'll have myself a little team of hotties.

Ah, Ms. Monster, you never fail to amuse

[montecristo.livejournal.com]

Pony people are just too much fun. You have to admire that kind of dedication...or fixation. Heh.

Right. Let's see, you want a sugar daddy to buy you pole dancing lessons so that Mr. F00 can collect the benefits... Hmm. Nothing wrong with that picture, eh?

Re: Ah, Ms. Monster, you never fail to amuse

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Why would f00 collect the benefits? Dance of pretty much any sort is mostly uninteresting to him. I'd do it for me.

Say WHAT?!

[montecristo.livejournal.com]

Mr. F00 is a dance Philistine, and yet he married a kinesthetic wonder woman? Augghhhh!!! What a waste! It's a sin, it's a sin!

Re: Say WHAT?!

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

It's all fine. I'm not up on his scienticianism. Yin and yang, and all that fun stuff, right?

Re: Say WHAT?!

[f00dave.livejournal.com]

Yin and Yang need to be balanced. I was born a champion for Yang, but have realized that I can grow in many ways. Not the least of which is in recognizing that I can enjoy your dance ... because now I think I finally understand it, Shan. It's not analyzable, it's not interpretable ... it just is! It's that simple. And that's a Yang way of looking at things, something that's natural for me, but something I never saw, 'cause I thought Play was Yang all this time ... but Play is Yin. Yang is Work. You're Play, and I'm trying to balance myself: I have too much Yang/work/order/Dominance, and need to loosen the fuck up. :-)

And then, after you dance for me, I will dance for you again. I'll do a willa dance for you, too, and then we'll dance together, and laugh like little kids again. And we'll dance like we did on the night we got married, and we'll dance in the trees, running and shouting and playing like the world is our playground! And then after we've danced ourselves out, I'll help you bring some order your mind, to ease you away from your Yin-bias and help you achieve balance too.

I love you, my wife and partner; save me a poi dance video! If you don't, I'll just have to see the real thing ... maybe with fire! I'll be your safety officer (once I've done the research), if you'll trust me to protect you. Fire is very Yang, after all, and that is my element. ;D

Re: Say WHAT?!

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

I'll believe it when I see it. You won't even send me a video of you singing to the willas.

Re: Say WHAT?!

[f00dave.livejournal.com]

Did so.

Re: Say WHAT?!

[f00dave.livejournal.com]

Yes it was. That's all changed now, though, man. =]

Re: Say WHAT?!

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

*cocks eyebrow*

Re: Say WHAT?!

[f00dave.livejournal.com]

My aversion to dance was, historically, motivated by several issues (as far as I can tell). A disinclination to just watch something (being very Yang, myself), rather than being involved in the process; Yang is active, not passive. A bunch of social conditioning to the effect that "strong men aren't sensitive", which impaired my ability to be artistically appreciative in many ways. An intuition that the dance needs to be participated in by all involved: if it is merely watched, for entertainment, this is pure Yin ... a balance involves enjoying more extreme things (i.e. the complete passivity of watching a dance, or of dancing alone) for shorter times than feels "right" to our ego-selves. And more, besides.

The upshot is that I'm prepared to enjoy watching a dance now and then, to appreciate it for what it is -- a communication of artistic expression and technical competence by the dancer -- but not to overindulge in it: once the novelty has been communicated, I'll either join in, dance myself (if that's the context of the event), or find some other way to flow with the situation. I firmly believe that watching the same sort of dance performance time after time (for pleasure or out of duty, for instance) is an improper indulgance, even if it helps the dancer by supplying what he or she needs: that's unfair to the audience and suggests an imbalance in the dancer.

So ... like I said, I want you to dance for me, and I want to dance for you, and I want us to dance together. In the trees and over a meal and with words and poetry and sex and even in the utter stillness of calm thought.

A good dance is like a poem, with the power to move and delight, but also with an ending.

[zombienought.livejournal.com]

Anne Rice did pony erotica as A N Roquelare.

But you probably knew that.

[duhastbees.livejournal.com]

hahaha, I was going to mention that, but you beat me to it.

great books, tho.

[zombienought.livejournal.com]

I never got too much titillation from them. They served
their purpose for a lonely summer living alone at my
ex-girlfriend's house, but only just. I kept imagining
all these royals going back to palace life with heavily
calloused rumps, hands, and backsides.

I did find the Arabic adventures a little more inter-
esting, though.

[duhastbees.livejournal.com]

ahhh, see, I missed the first book! I picked them up at a little used book store in alaska, and I only got my hands on the last two, when she's in the village.

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, the Beauty books. They started off great, but soon became repetitive. There are only so many ways you can spank someone while they're wearing a ponytail buttplug before it gets redundant.

[real-bethy.livejournal.com]

It's so weird that you posted this...just yesterday, I was thinking, "what the heck is pony play?"

And now I know...and knowing is half the battle!

I wonder if it hurts to get shoed...

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

I suspect that getting shod doesn't hurt, unless the farrier is careless and actually hammers a nail into the "horse's" foot. Yeowch!

On real horses, shoeing is not painful. The hoof is insensate, like fingernails or hair. However, if the hoof is trimmed too short and the farrier incompetent, it would be like nails being hammered into the nailbed. Helluva pain! Ouch!

The main problem with shoeing real horses is making sure the horse is comfortable with having its feet handled. Otherwise, it can be a very dangerous proposition for the farrier.

[real-bethy.livejournal.com]

I would appreciate it if someone asked if I was comfortable having my feet handled before someone decided to start playing with them...especially if it involved nails!

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Stick with me, and you'll learn all sorts of corrupting things!

[real-bethy.livejournal.com]

Excellent!

What good is sweet innocence if it can't be slowly and surely corrupted?! :)

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Exactly!