DarcKarnyval

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Darc Karnyval is D. Hagan. I play the guitars, bass, vocals, and occassionally the drums. All the songs and parts are written, arranged, and recorded by me, in my room, with one mic. Audio quality is not as good as it could be right now but I'm working on getting into a fully furnished studio.
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drum machines

February 6th, 2007 + 7:02 PM  ·  DarcKarnyval

does anybody know if using drum machines is cheating? not like for entering a contest, just in general? im gonna assume not, cause i really just need to stay away from the set and keep to the guitar. anyway. thanks everybody who's commented on my songs. the critisism is really helpful, and actually better than praise.
Peace
D.
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Arrival

February 5th, 2007 + 8:02 PM  ·  DarcKarnyval

Well another band promoting site; this one, however shows some potential. I like the idea of having to work to get your songs posted. It makes them mean more, I guess, and it also increases the chances someone will listen to my stuff--something that just doesn't happen as much on my space for instance. At the moment, I'm not happy with recording quality , but it's all I can do as I'm recording, mixing, and producing these songs all at the same time, all by myself. Hopefully that will be subject to change soon, however. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I hope you give me a listen and tell me what you think. I would greatly appreciate it.
Peace.
D.
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Worth the Fight

March 10th, 2007 + 11:03 PM  ·  DarcKarnyval

Im trying out some new recording software on this one, and  i think it worked well.
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A Paper Sack

February 15th, 2007 + 10:02 PM  ·  DarcKarnyval

here's another song. not studio quality, but im tryin'
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The Mind

February 5th, 2007 + 9:02 PM  ·  DarcKarnyval

What man is there who’s seen the great divide?
Martyred by his brother, his wife cast aside;
Unloved but by her son, and his sister loved him.
A Family united; A Family of sin.

What manner of monster on my pulpit stands?
What manner of deeds does he demand?
He wants my mind, your body, and our souls.
None heeding his word; All doing as told.

Words scream out and call us in. An incendiary fate:
We turn to you, oh, Joan of Arc; you witches on the stake.
Mess around with fucking clowns, my hunger never sates,
Leave the room in such a mess. Even God berates.

What world can gaze on the chasm and stamp on your face?
But do so with angels, loving; with grace.
The connoisseur of men spits his sample back out,
He says to the waiter, "Take this back out!"

I have seen the divide, and on your pulpit stood;
Hero & Devil: Both motors 'neath my hood.
I've gazed and stamped many into oblivion;
All in the name of the first scion.
Alias: DarcKarnyval
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Songs: 3
Joined: February 05th, 2007
Last login: March 11th, 2007


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