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Module name : Triumph of the Ant King
Module type : Impulse Tracker 2.15 IT 2.14
Module length: 27 patterns
Patterns : 25
Instruments : 12
Samples : 35
Channels : 10 [ 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 ]
Duration : 3min51s
Instruments:
Instrument name Vl Fade Env Ns Sub Gv Vl Fine Xpo Pan Sm
01 lead.chip 40 0300 A-- 01 [01] 40 18 -098 -12 Pff 00
02 synth.lead 40 0000 A-- 01 [01] 40 34 +000 +00 Pff 01
03 lead.eerie [necr0s] 40 1000 A-P 01 [01] 40 20 +047 +06 Pff 02
04 perc.woodblok [gus] 30 0400 --- 01 [01] 40 20 +081 +27 P64 03
05 perc.clap [gus patch] 38 0400 A-P 01 [01] 17 40 +036 +26 Pff 04
06 perc.tom 40 0400 A-- 01 [01] 40 40 +034 +21 P90 05
07 perc.cabasa 40 1000 A-- 01 [01] 40 18 +100 +28 Pff 06
08 perc.hi hat 11 0300 A-- 03 [01] 40 40 +100 +28 Pff 07
[02] 40 40 +100 +28 Pff 08
[03] 40 40 +100 +28 Pff 09
09 piano 40 0000 A-P 05 [01] 40 40 +011 +18 Pff 0e
[02] 40 40 +011 +18 Pff 0d
[03] 40 40 +011 +18 Pff 0c
[04] 40 40 +011 +18 Pff 0b
[05] 40 40 +011 +18 Pff 0a
0a bell 40 0400 A-- 01 [01] 30 09 +100 +04 Pff 0f
0b cymbal.backwards [glitch] 40 0000 --- 01 [01] 40 40 +000 +12 P80 10
0c perc.crash [glitch] 40 0000 --- 01 [01] 40 40 +000 +00 P80 11

> ............................................... . . .
>
> T r i u m p h o f t h e A n t K i n g
>
> p r e s e n t e d b y
>
> M i k P o s o f M A R T Y R
>
> ............................................... . . .
>
> a little melancholy buzz filled my ears
> as i stared at the royalty in the back of my eyes.
> it was a wonder;
> a painfully obvious wonder;
> the idea was an Ant King.
>
> the workers huddled
> and they stepped on my feet: no respect.
> inside my head i stared at the royalty in the back of my eyes.
>
> not one body's length ahead of me sat the king but instead i chose to
> stare at the royalty in the back of my eyes.
> she radiated a searing heat and a blinding light but i stared on;
> my eyes were closed.
>
> she was the true rule, in front of me, as real as my feet which were
> being stepped on
> she was inside my eyes.
> i stared at her, she who sat in the back of my eyes, she who ruled.
>
> i opened my eyes and
> i stared at him, he who held the sceptre, he who had a wonder, an
> idea
>
> lapse in memory.
>
> the room filled with red.
> the green, the nature was covered with the red.
> he, who held the sceptre, who called himself the Ant King, stood on the
> red carpet
>
> hallucinations.
>
> a green A flung from his forehead.
> yes, i'm sure it was green.
> don't the other see it?
> the green A, now encircled by a blinding green light, now beckons me.
>
> shouting. chaos.
>
> the blood has drained. i see no more red.
> the queen stands;
> an axe raises above my head.
>
> she may not look green, but she is.
>
> ................................................ . . .
>
> i think the martyr page's at www.plazma.net/martyr now... phear. i know
> i haven't written in a long time, but i got caught up with being suck and
> doing nothing... hmmm... anyway, uhhh... hi... hmmm the nice thing
> about impulse tracker is there's really no limit as to how much i can
> ramble on... if you're bored already, just skip down to the next divider
> thing where there should be some more relevant stuff... anyway... i'm
> taking comp sci 30 now in high school with pascal... ewww pascal really
> blows goats... not to mention the editor... hahahah never heard of
> fucking normal tab stops... dumbass borland... hhahahahahha... ahhaha
> ehhe... hhAHEhAEHhAEHhAEH... what a bunch of dumbasses... i should
> probably be going to bed soon... or rather reading some lame dean koontz
> book for english... heh what a crock english is, eh? and i have to take
> it for a year in uni too ugh... what a bunch of dumbasses... heh...
> which brings me to wonder why i have a microsoft disk sitting on my desk
> or well... i guess it's not MY desk... i mean i didn't pay for it or
> anything... hmmm where's a chick when you need one... dumbass chicks...
> hmmmm... hmmmmm... well not really dumbasses... actually the fact
> there aren't any around here probably shows some sign of intelligence...
> hmmm maybe i'm the dumbass... heheh... heh don't i feel dumb now...
> remember you can skip down to the next divider any time... really...
> btw this text looks best in a sort of a bright white/cyan/green/blue/cyan
> sort of mix... well a little whiter than that... actually it would
> probably look better in a different colour, but i don't think that would
> provoke the mood i'm going for here... this text really requires a sort
> of bright cyan/green to go along with this rambling... in fact those
> dumbasses who skipped to the next divider are probably using like red
> text or something -- that's why they got bored... heh dumbasses...
> can't even pick colours right... oh and i hope you pressed enter, cos
> those little P things that mark the end of a line really add to the
> affect... well except in the poem... i don't think i could stand that
> poem with a whole bunch of little P things distracting me... just goes
> to show you how many different ways there are to look at a single piece
> of writing... you know i've probably listened to this song about 8 times
> not while i'm writing this... i usually do that so the song inspires me
> to write the poem about something relevant... you know why should the
> song be about inflation and world famine and the poem's about physical
> laws and how they apply to gender personalities... just doesn't make
> sense... ya you know what i'm talking about... and of course impulse
> tracker can't put in a clock... ohhh no jeff just decides i have a watch
> or something... or maybe a clock close by... there is the vcr clock
> but i'd have to get up to see it... *yawn* okay on to relevant stuff...
>
> p.s. i didn't really yawn i just wanted to end my ramblings ;>...
> anyway enjoy the song
>
> .............................................. . . .
>
> feedback:
> internet e-mail: burrellm@geocities.com
> www html page : www.geocities.com/SoHo/9036
> telephone : 1-800-546-7777
> author and other uninteresting shit (don't confuse this with rambling):
> (C) Copyright 1997 Mike Burrell
> MikPos of MARTYR
> 3m50s
>
> .t.h.e...e.n.d................................ . . ..

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