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This song, “Roll it Up”, came out of the same session as “Somebody Lose Control” and “Heart of Darkness”. (Scroll down to listen if you haven’t…) For some reason I totally forgot that I wrote it and I just happened to stumble upon it today. It’s kind of silly and I know I’m taking the Auto-Tune thing tooo far, but I think it’s the vocoder of Now. Enjoy.

Get it right
We’re gonna do it right
Get it right
We’re gonna do it right

Meet me there
Oh you better meet me there
Meet me there
Oh you better meet me there

I’ll see you there
You know I’ll see you there
See you there
Oh you know I’ll see you there

(Roll it up, roll it on up, yea roll it up
Yea yea
Roll it up, Roll it on up, yea roll it up)

God knows I need somebody
God knows I want somebody
God knows I need somebody
To hold my hand

I’m gonna look down
and see what I get
What I Got
What I Know
What i Want
Who i Have
Who i Get
Who i Got
Who I Love
Who I Hate
Who I Know
Who I Am
Who I Was
Who I Will
Who I Will Be

Baby gonna see your face in the mirror
Looking good and fine
Don’t turn around
Don’t look around
just look forward and face the truth

You know I love ya
I need ya
I want you to the end
I love ya
I want ya
I need ya to the end
I want ya
I love ya
I need ya now and forever.

Lalalalala

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This is a new song I recently started working on. It’s called Bubblegum. It is kind of different than the other stuff I’ve been doing. The name of this new project is P4P, or Penchant 4 Pussy.

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My newest track, “Somebody Lose Control”. I’m really pushing my vocals into territory that I’m unfamiliar with. Hope you enjoy it.

Somebody lose control.Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control. (I don’t want to be the one to see it.) Somebody lose control. I don’t want to be the one who be’s it, lose it. (I don’t want to be the one that sees it.)  

Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control. (I don’t want to be the one to see it.) Somebody Lose Control. (I don’t want to be the one who be’s it, lose it. I don’t want to be the one that sees it.)   I don’t wanna be the one I don’t wanna be the one I don’t wanna be the one that sees it.  

Keep me, say no, We know. Keep on say we know, we know. Keep on sayin’ we know, we know. Keep on sayin’ we know, we know. Keep on sayin’ we know, we know.   Keep me, say no, We know. Keep on say we know, we know Keep on sayin’ we know, we know. Keep on sayin’ we know, we know.

  Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control.   Somebody lose control. Somebody lose control. Somebody Lose control.

(Keep me, say no We know Keep on say we know, we know Keep on sayin we know, we know Keep on sayin’ we know, we know Keep on sayin’ we know, we know)

  **Something slowly, with the armistice of my night, I cant say it well. Who knows the place where I become home? And wherein I come on to say it’s real, who gives me wrong? Can we say its wrong when you know its so right?   How long can we say it? We know that we want it. How long can we say it? We know that we want it. How long can we say it? We know that we want it. How long can we deny that we really want it.  

Oh, I’m gonna take you to that place oh boy.

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“Heart of Blackness” by Angelo Tursi

Where can we find our place? I’ve given my heart to everyone. I struggled with your heart, when I looked at it I saw Nothing but BLACKNESS. Don’t tell me about my Love. Don’t tell me about my Love. Too many times I’ve given it on up but not now. Hold on… Hold on…

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I just starting writing this a few days ago.

“It is my mind, it is my mind I know it.”

I whipped this up yesterday. Really, it sums me up at moment.

I whipped this up yesterday. Really, it sums me up at moment.

I’m in Rob Roth’s “Screen Test” tonight through Nov 2.

YOU MUST SEE IT TO BELIEVE IT. I’ll be in a gas mask and a jock strap, freaking out.

Buy tickets here.

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This is called “Inject”, it’s a song I just started. This is WAY demo version, so don’t judge sound quality you snobby fuck. I’ll post more as it develops.

I drew this guy yesterday. He was haunting me. All fucking day. Depression, depression, depression. We made a pact, if I drew him he would back off and go back to where the Hell he came from. It worked. 
(And so did the 5-HTP. Thanks Serotonin!)

I drew this guy yesterday. He was haunting me. All fucking day. Depression, depression, depression. We made a pact, if I drew him he would back off and go back to where the Hell he came from. It worked. 

(And so did the 5-HTP. Thanks Serotonin!)

Question. What do you people think about me posting unfinished songs of mine? I have this natural compulsive drive to want to share material as it’s being created, so that you can experience the creative process along with me, side by side. Do you think this removes some of the mystery? Does that bother you?

I would appreciate feedback from all, especially from people who make music themselves. Is this something you would enjoy hearing?

angelotursi@gmail.com

I would love to hear songs in process by my favorite artists. But I’m the type who gets obsessive about the creative process, both my own and others.

Updates to come.

Presently

Thoughts of the future. Future locales. Somewhere between London and Rome and Paris and Berlin. I smell smells that are unfamiliar to the current me. Meats and breads and countryside and petrol and attics, stone, concrete, cologne, perfume, new interiors, hotels, taxis, airports, breath. I see it clearly, even through the Vicodin. A soundtrack provided by Tim Hecker.

adiaphorous, apathetic, detached, hebetudinous, imperturbable, impervious, indifferent, insipid, lackadaisical, languid, languorous, laodicean, phlegmatic, supine, torpid, unenthusiastic

This is a belligerent vicodin moment.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I had my rotting wisdom toof pulled and they gave me LOTS of drugs. They warned me about drinking and pill combo. Give me a ring and lets COMBO! Seriously.

What’s been going on in your life?

I’m kinda over Current Events right now. The Election. The Economy. Iran. WTF? I’d rather play with my hair… or go to Opening Ceremony and buy boots.

L8tr.

Come on out and play with us tonight!!!

Come on out and play with us tonight!!!