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STINKYBOB - The Remastered Bastards (all the songs in one big file)


Anybody Out There
Blind Mask
Cactus Dance
Call It Mine
Chosen One
Here I Am
Jury Of The Damned
Sandy
Scotch And Water
The Book
The Fear
The Weather
Ticket To Heaven



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When I agonize too much over every little thing and keep trying to "get it right" I inevitably lose the soul of the music, so it's best to overlook the little mistakes and things on the individual tracks and just try to use them as they are in the mix without trying too hard to get everything perfect. I've often found that the things I tried too hard to get perfect suffer from a flatness, or a lack of soul, and I think sometimes it's the little mistakes and blemishes in the music that actually add real life to the recording.

I'm not a particularly good guitar player and I've never been much of a vocalist, but sometimes I like it that way. The trouble has always been that pretty much everybody else did NOT like my music, regardless of what recording of which song it ever was they heard. That always perplexed me. It seemed like the only feedback I ever got about my music was mostly that it was complete shit and I was a pathetic fucking moron for doing it.

Maybe it was just a social phenomenon of the 1990's or something, maybe it was just a fad to be an absolute asshole and heap shit on anybody else's accomplishments, I don't know, but it always seemed like people just took great pleasure in belittling me for my musical offerings and not only did that always hurt, it also made me a very hateful and introverted individual. I seriously worked hard to create my music. I poured my heart and soul into it, and to then have some idiot down the pub laugh in my face and tell me it was the worst shit they'd ever heard was always a real blow to my ego. I often wondered why I even continued to make music if all it accomplished was getting me insulted, but something inside me just wouldn't give up and I just kept on recording my music and trying desperately to find anybody to appreciated it.

Unfortunately I never did, and now all these years later it still hurts a little but I've grown old and tired and uncaring about it all anymore. What do I know? Maybe my music really IS just shit and I really AM a fool for doing it, but at this late stage in the game it's far too late to start all over again with some new venture that may or may not garner the approval of complete strangers that I sought for all my life and never found. My music is all I have left, and to be honest it's probably the only thing I ever did right, or at least to my own satisfaction. I was born, I did this, and now what? Did I waste my time? Possibly.

Inevitably the music I've uploaded here will all someday disappear and then it will be as if I never was. This digital record of my life's work is all too intangible and easily just wiped away at a stroke, unlike maybe a statue or a painting or a book might so easily be. But even they are not permanent. Nothing is.

What I've left here is fleeting. I am at the mercy of forces beyond my control that can, and assuredly will, delete every shred of my existence someday. Maybe it will be a human act or maybe it will be by some as yet undefined inhuman process, but whatever the case all my dots and dashes will evaporate into the neverwhere like a puff of tobacco smoke in the wind, and I and everything I ever did will cease to have ever existed. But beware, people, because there do you also go. Think about that.


\u201cIt\u2019s not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it.\u201d-Lucius Annaeus Seneca

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