Because it's almost the holidays (or whatever you Americans call it - mid-semester break?), I'm back to hit you and your mothers up with another fresh beat.
It's been a good long time since I posted the last one of these (not including the Giant Bomb theme I yanked critical parts of from Wafflestomp's fine work) so you'll forgive me If I'm a little rusty.
This baby has not been germinating for the last 2 months, trust me. I made it last night in a fit, and thought I'd share it with you in it's mostly-but-not-quite-complete form.
OK, so you guys need to tell me if this becomes "way too much" at any stage, because if there is one thing I can't judge, it's when things become bombastic, especially when it comes to my own... bombasticity. Bombasticism!?
Bombast?
Whatever. I suspect this is one of those cases where I spend all night creating "magic", then blind myself of its serious flaws - because the next day, it's too late to change anything. Twenty four hours later, where its at is where it stays.
Some call it laziness - I call it a great work ethic.
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