Name: Knalle Juls Vals by Walfrid Lindsgård
Duration: 3 min 11 s
Description: I made a cover of a Christmas Song using only sounds from a Casiotone MT-68

A simple improv around some chords. I do need to practice a whole lot more, but my small midi keyboard doesn't make it easy. The piano is Reasons Radical Piano. I thought it lacked a little something so I added a pipe organ - the Leeds Town Hall Organ from Samplephonics.

Piano improv

Dreams (Sweet Dreams Remake)

A simple remix of the underworld theme from Super Mario Land on GameBoy. I've tried to add a bit of pump to it, but elected to otherwise keep it fairly simple with only a few flairs.

Super Mario Underland

I made a cover of a Christmas Song using only sounds from a Casiotone MT-68

Knalle Juls Vals

This is an early attempt at some kind of electronic carnival music. It is far from finished, but has potential. The sounds in the beginning are what you would typically hear when dialing a phone number on a modern phone at the time I made this. I still like the untuned quality of the song. It adds a lot to the overall feeling of carnival madness.

The song was made in FastTracker II and later saved as FLAC using ModPlug Tracker.

Phoney

This song takes place in a weird, spooky unnamed hospital (that may or may not be Arkham Asylum). A pompous figure who appears (at first) to be the warden introduces the place and its inhabitants to the protagonist. 
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Warden:
We’re all mad in here
But it’s not as bad as it might appear
Come here, lend me your ear
And listen! Just let me tell you!

We’re all mad in here
under several locks and keys
Don’t be sad, my dear
There is no such thing as a mental disease

Patients:
Enjoy our hospitality
Come join our merry maladies
this fortified facility with maximum security
We’ll make sure to treat you well,
our very special clientele

Warden:
Enclosed and private quarters
Comfort, peace and solitude
The softness of a padded cell

Haha! Indeed!
We’re all mad in here!
No wonder the future is bright!

Patients:
So don’t believe your ears, stick to the voices in your head!

P1: My sanity’s a long time gone
W: He read the Necronomicon

P2: I got probed by aliens
P3: And I will kill you, no offense!

P4: I’m immortal, I can’t die
P5: And I’m a pretty butterfly

P6: I eat people when I can
P7: I’m the son of Superman

P9: I’m a little teapot. Short and stout and freaking out
I don’t know why I’m here or what this is all about

P10: Hehe, I collected body parts to keep me company
There’s nothing wrong with that, so I think they’ll set me free

Warden:
Of course they will!

We’re deranged in here
Willful ignorance is bliss
Somewhat strange, I fear
But you will adapt, I am sure, little miss

We’re not like them in here
Being normal should be a sin
So, let’s all be clear
There’s no better place than our beloved loony bin

Patients:
When your mind is slipping
your skin just crawls with bugs
They will send you tripping
with all those little drugs

We’ve got every psychosis
that anyone’s ever had
There is no diagnosis left to add
We’re maaaaaaaaaaad!

Warden: (spoken) 
And we’re also very happy that you’re here! Things can get a little bit lonely…
C (spoken): How so? 

Warden:
You see, we don’t get many visitors. Well, apart from that 
brooding man who sometimes comes here, dressed up like a bat

P1: I have almost everything I need, I am such a lucky nut 
but my jacket is so straight that it just won’t touch my butt

P2: I got trepanation, they drilled holes into my brain 
I prefer to be referred to as alternatively sane

W: She’s obsessed with spiders and eats up all the flies
He once witnessed God and then he gouged out his own eyes 
With a spoon!

Patients:
We spot the loonie
day by day without fail
We interpret reality
the way we want to no avail
Warden:
Just behold what you’ve been told
about someone we know of old
 
Who blessed this sanatorium

Maestro, please! Bang the drum!

Our frantic lady, here she comes!
Let’s hear it for Delirium!

Delirium:
Hi! I wasn’t sure I could be here with you today
I was too busy making frogs
I once was sad, so I got mad
And then it happened quite a lot
I found a fish but lost my dog

I have been told that there’s no word for that moment when you realize 
you’ve actually forgotten how it felt 
to make love to somebody that you really, really liked 
a long time ago. I wonder why?

All together:
Oh gracious Lord, you can’t get bored
in our psychiatric ward
All raging individuals, sing loud and strike a chord
No matter what, you’ve always got
an extra marble left to loose

‘Cause every little mental quirk is fully represented
We’re happily detained and so gleefully demented
Don’t mind them when they call you sick
Be proud to be a lunatic
Bam bam bedlam
hahahahahahahahahahahah

[instrumental part/dance]

We’re all mad in here
With manic excitement and joy!

We’re inhumanely penalized 
And belted and lobotomized

Our minds will not be conquered
We are absolutely bonkers
Bunch of kooky, dotty weirdos, 
strange disturbed and nutty screwballs 
We’re maaaaaaaaad!

STARK RAVING…. yeah!

We're All Mad In Here

Skymningsgröna

Rida Ranka

Medley från musikalen BLANCHE.
Karin Mårtensson, Peter Majanen, Ebba Irestad, Lucas Krüger
Inspelat i Atlantisstudion, Stockholm
Text och musik Peter Wiberg

BLANCHE

Blanche medley

Home - Beauty & The Beast

Disco: Memorial Music Box (Sailor Moon Collection 1). 
Origen: Moonlight Densetsu. 
Pista: 14. 
Año: 1997. 
Columbia Records. 


Knalle Juls Vals

Walfrid Lindsgård

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