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How I Did It

Yor The Man, Natchoongi
by Doghouse Riley
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Sat, May 10, 2008 @ 9:47 PM

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Tools I Used

My Own Friggin Two Hands, that's what. What in hell do you use?

OK, Fourstones has asked me ta sorta open up an let a little sunshine in so here goes. Hi. My name's Doghouse. And I'm an asshoholic. I'd like ta say right here an now that I did rely on my ol pal Mel O'Dyne ta provide me with what I needed ta get through this here magnum opus and make it out alive on the other end. Thanks, Mel. Plus I did use. . .an listen, don't thank less a me fer this, I beg ya. . .a computer when I made this here. . .well. . .whatever it is. And, OK, I used guitars an software an my own brain an fangers an. . .an. . .well. . .my boy Buster was watchin me from his little day bed an all. . .an, yea, the music was probly too loud for a puppy his age but geeze louise I try ta be as good a parent as I know how so get offn my friggin case, will ya? As best I recall I didn't use no power tools. Not that I cain't or won't. So don't go puttin no straings or labels on me. I couldn't take it. I'm too fragile. Oh yea, I almost forgot, as always I did have several Bombay martinis durin the process. Listen, it don't make me a bad person. Or does it?

Samples I Used

Carpet. Junior. Ex.

Wail, again I'm tryin ta bare my soul here so. . .there was WAY TOO MANY TOO EVEN THANK ABOUT!!!! I don't want to. Not for a moment. Now hush. Hush. Wait till the shakin stops.

Original Samples

The whole dang enchilada. Are you nuts or somethin?

None. Zero. Nada. Hell, I wish they was all this easy.

Process

In a sweatshop in Thailand.

I listened. I got an idea. I made it happen. I'm sorry I'm so dang talented an all. Honest.

Other Notes

A quiet outward surface masking a teeming undercurrent of angst and rage.

Wail, I felt purty good about it till ol Fourstones made me look inside my hideous self again. But I know'd he only did it for my own good. Thanks, ol pal. Now where's my medicine?