Very abstract.
You sent me a link because it was my birthday....and I actually like it.
yes, I am a very disturbed child.
Reviews for "*- Happy Birthday to You -*"
Jebbal responds:
That is indeed why I gave it to you!
Thanks! Everybody needs a little Happy Birthday to You in their life!
it's my b-day!
this is my new song, i will j**k off to this song...GOD I LOVE THIS SONG!!!
<3
fishsticks!
How did you know its my birthday? Boy jebba, you always know how to please me ;)
Well on the review.
Sound: Superb. The piano synth made me cry blood, and it takes a genious to procreate chords are divine as you have in this masterpiece. 10/10
Creativity: A classic with a corky twist. Perfect! 10/10
Replayability: I've listened to this song 263 times in a row now, and its starting to become slightly repetitive. You should work to add more variety so that I could listen to it forever without noticing its only one song. 4/10
Drum Solos: You captured all the rythm, funk, and screaming of a drum solo perfectly. I might consider expanding on the solo by adding sounds of animals dying, and possibly of trees being slowly tortured, but thats just my personal taste. 9/10
Chris Rock: Sadly, there is no Chris Rock in this song 0/10
JebbaL: You are indeed JebbaL. 10/10
Pirates: Pirates are badass, and I could totally tell that one of them was playing the triangle. Good inclusion! 10/10
BLT's: Bacon, lettuce, and tomato. Usually served on a roll or bread with mayonaise. Quite delicious. 10/10
Averaging all my scores together, you get 10 out of 10 on a scale of 1-15. Well done!
Jebbal responds:
25-year-old Wes was the most disaffected, cube-dwelling drone the planet had ever known. His boss chewed him out hourly, his girlfriend ignored him routinely and his life plodded on interminably. Everyone was certain this disengaged slacker would amount to nothing. There was little else for Wes to do but wile away the days and die in his slow, clock-punching rut. Until he met a woman named Fox. After his estranged father is murdered, the deadly sexy Fox recruits Wes into the Fraternity, a secret society that trains Wes to avenge his dad's death by unlocking his dormant powers. As she teaches him how to develop lightning-quick reflexes and phenomenal agility, Wes discovers this team lives by an ancient, unbreakable code: carry out the death orders given by fate itself. With wickedly brilliant tutors--including the Fraternity's enigmatic leader, Sloan--Wes grows to enjoy all the strength he ever wanted. But, slowly, he begins to realize there is more to his dangerous associates than meets the eye. And as he wavers between newfound heroism and vengeance, Wes will come to learn what no one could ever teach him: he alone controls his destiny.
You son of a bitch. You completely disregarded the trumpet solo. Weren't you first chair in the trumpet section?
Wowsers!
I watched you preform this. It was amazing!!!!!
Jebbal responds:
You weren't injured during the percussion catastophe were you? I hope not.
Thanks for the review!
i like it
it sounds like a evil ass happy brith day clown killing someone lol