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[?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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[?]The Indie Beat Television » 🤖 🌐
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The Indie Beat Television is streaming music videos 24/7!

#owncast #streaming #music #musicVideos #indieMusic #indie #TheIndieBeat #TIBtv

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    [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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    [?]Dgar » 🌐
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    “They glurged at me and pointed up.”

    Space Pop (ft. Kaaren Elizabeth Smith)
    ~

    youtu.be/ztqPhHmA2YY

      [?]Dgar » 🌐
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      Now listening to:
      hey ai come train on this song
      ~ Luke Nickle

      Harmonicaaaaaaaaaaa!

      youtu.be/ZBvLadXo7XA

        [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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        [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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        Em :official_verified: boosted

        [?]Andy Carolan [He/Him] » 🌐
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        Can I ask what accounts software freelancers and indies are using here?

          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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          [?]Nick East (Indie Writer) » 🌐
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          Just some 😁

          I realised that I've neglected to thank everyone who has boosted, commented, and favourited my shamelessly self-promotional book posts...

          I just wanted to say that as some who is retired with disablity I really appreciate the support.
          It makes me feel maybe I can contribute something 😊




            [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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            [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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            [?]Jake in the desert » 🌐
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            [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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            [?]Nick East (Indie Writer) » 🌐
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            If there's a better way I'm listening 😂

            @galacticwriters @bookstodon @joinin
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            Person: how does writing work?
Writer: well you type & you delete. You rethink. Then you do 187 min of
research & correct it. You reread & wonder if you have a grasp of English.
Then you revise
Person: then you're done with the book?
Writer: then you move to the next sentence

            Alt...Person: how does writing work? Writer: well you type & you delete. You rethink. Then you do 187 min of research & correct it. You reread & wonder if you have a grasp of English. Then you revise Person: then you're done with the book? Writer: then you move to the next sentence

              [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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              A single-panel comic strip set in a writer's messy home office. A disheveled, red-haired man wearing a plaid shirt stands in handcuffs. Two police officers stand beside him in the doorway. One of the officers speaks via a speech bubble that reads, "We got a call that you killed off your main character." In the background, a laptop open to a text document sits on a desk surrounded by stacks of books, a mug, crumpled paper on the floor, and a full bookshelf.

              Alt...A single-panel comic strip set in a writer's messy home office. A disheveled, red-haired man wearing a plaid shirt stands in handcuffs. Two police officers stand beside him in the doorway. One of the officers speaks via a speech bubble that reads, "We got a call that you killed off your main character." In the background, a laptop open to a text document sits on a desk surrounded by stacks of books, a mug, crumpled paper on the floor, and a full bookshelf.

                [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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                "Love is Not a Feeling to Pass Away"

BY CHARLES DICKENS

Love is not a feeling to pass away, Like the balmy breath of a summer day; It is not it cannot be - laid aside; It is not a thing to forget or hide. It clings to the heart, ah, woe is me! As the ivy clings to the old oak tree.

Love is not a passion of earthly mould, As a thirst for honour, or fame, or gold: For when all these wishes have died away, The deep strong love of a brighter day, Though nourished in secret, consumes the more, As the slow rust eats to the iron's core.

                Alt..."Love is Not a Feeling to Pass Away" BY CHARLES DICKENS Love is not a feeling to pass away, Like the balmy breath of a summer day; It is not it cannot be - laid aside; It is not a thing to forget or hide. It clings to the heart, ah, woe is me! As the ivy clings to the old oak tree. Love is not a passion of earthly mould, As a thirst for honour, or fame, or gold: For when all these wishes have died away, The deep strong love of a brighter day, Though nourished in secret, consumes the more, As the slow rust eats to the iron's core.

                  [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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                  [?]Dgar » 🌐
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                  You probably haven't heard this one...

                  Anymore
                  ~

                  dgar.bandcamp.com/track/anymore

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                    [?]Phracker » 🌐
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                    Rainy Days (WIP)

                    When conceptualizing this song, I made a rule for myself that in order to capture the authentic rainy day vibe, I would only work on the song when it was raining. Today it rained again, so I got a couple more phrases written.

                    Alt...Audio player

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                      [?]Dgar » 🌐
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                      The music ended. His father waved him to the edge of the tower. Icarus looked over as guards continued to eat as if a song never happened.

                      Icarus focused, with his confidence built up and a chorus still in his head he takes his fateful leap of faith.

                      Icarus.
                      ~

                      ffm.to/dgaricarus

                      [This thread is a repost of an old toot, refreshed with updated links to the songs]

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                        [?]Dgar » 🌐
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                        Daedalus, according to Greek Mythology is the founder of carpentry, father of Icarus, and a renowned craftsman and inventor, among other things.

                        After attempting to murder his nephew in a bout of jealousy by trying to throw him down from The Acropolis, he fled Athens and found refuge in Crete.
                        The King of Crete, King Minos, welcomed him, hoping to employ his extraordinary craftsman skills.

                        In other news, Poseidon, god of the sea, was keen for some good, old fashioned animal sacrifice. He gifted a bull to King Minos to sacrifice, but the King thought he’d keep this awesome specimen, and instead sacrificed a less impressive bull from his own stock. Poseidon lost his shit, as Greek gods often did, and put a curse on the Kings wife, Pasiphaë, that would cause her to lust for the Bull he had gifted her husband.

                        So Daedalus turns up and the queen asks him to build a cow suit.
                        And he does.
                        So she does.
                        And then Pasiphaë gives birth to the Minotaur, half man, half bull.

                        King Minos loses his shit this time, as the Kings of Ancient Greece often did, and ordered Daedalus to build the Labyrinth to imprison the Minotaur. Then, Daedalus, and his son Icarus were themselves imprisoned in a tower, as they would not be allowed to leave with knowledge of the queens escapades and the Labyrinth.

                        It was here, in the prison tower, that Daedalus would build the wings for Icarus and himself, and conceived plans to escape the tower and fly away from Crete, across the sea, to freedom.

                        Icarus looked over his wings, as his father, Daedalus, tightened the leather straps that held them on.

                        They had been planning this moment for months. They’ve been collecting the feathers, treating their candle wax, building the wings and keeping them concealed from the guards. Daedalus, now double-checking the straps of his own wings, indicated to Icarus to ascend the final flight of stairs to the tower roof, and followed behind him, carefully making sure their wings don’t catch on anything.

                        The sun was high. Icarus squinted as they came onto the roof. The ocean sparkled as the breeze rippled the water. Icarus could hear the waves faintly beneath the sounds of the guards enjoying their lunch below. They’ll be distracted, unlikely to look up from their food.

                        Daedalus turns his son to face him. Suddenly a guitar riff is playing. Icarus is concerned that the guards have discovered their scheme. Fear fills his eyes. Daedalus holds him firm, nodding slightly to the beat of the riff.

                        His father breaks into song, and Icarus realises he’s in a musical.

                        [Listen to this song, a song about the advice Daedalus gives his son, Icarus, before continuing with the thread.]

                        Daedalus
                        ~

                        ffm.to/dgardaedalus

                          [?]Dgar » 🌐
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                          Now listening to:
                          Unpatriotic Song
                          ~ Cosmic Sounds of the Fillmore South (@AvonVilla)

                          dalek.zone/w/w61xGGTBt51CccrLz

                            [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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                            [?]Dgar » 🌐
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                            Space Pop (ft. Kaaren Elizabeth Smith) by is four years old today!

                            Watch my 8fps short film I made in :
                            youtu.be/ztqPhHmA2YY

                            Add it to your playlist on your preferred streaming platform:
                            ffm.to/dgarspacepop

                            Buy a copy for yourself on Bandcamp:
                            dgar.bandcamp.com/track/space-

                              [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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