Tony Baloni

Hey, does anybody know how to do some mods to an M3? I'm trying to add foldback, manual tapering, 1/4 inch jack, and drop the octave on the lower manual. If anybody knows even the slightest bit of info on any of these mods, I'd really appreciate it!!

Mutant Dogs From Hell recording It’s a beautiful morning but I can’t help like feeling that all of me isn’t here to enjoy it smoking a chlorine soaked cigarette speeding up the rate at which i’m burnin to death Why do we torture our minds? Why do we leave everything we love behind? It’s a beautiful day Everyone’s got important places they wanna go, and they’re all on their way The Sun is up in the sky Burnin so bright that hurts, yet part of me wishes I was that high Why do we torture our minds? Why do we leave everything we learn behind? It’s a beautiful midnight The club is alive with the rush of endorphins gushing through every synapse but mine And the girls are sirens Working the curves like a surrealization of all of your most fervent Desires I think back to the evening, when I was Anticipating, now sitting and waiting for someone to come, stop me from leaving the comfort of unexplained bliss, to the throes where the mildew grows on the frozen pipes that rattle and twist We are the Mutant Dogs from Hell Barkin at those who we think have the power to release us into the magic spell

What do you say, to the heretics of suburbia Who call to your soul, but you shun them in fear of a bourgeoisie curbstomp What do you say? Wait by window tonight and we’ll slip away Why are we still here? With our fear of decay and decay in our fear How could this be so hard? Start a band, hatch a plan, and escape through the backyard I’ll die if I leave, but I’ll only grieve if I stay, where Boredom depletes you, and Laughter defeats you, and Love is just something you say Leptons and gluons in celibate hard-ons, who say that it’s hard to pay due, but they do what they can, to afford their McMansions and one-story ranches in neighborhood flavored with neighbors who savor the bland What can you say? Meet me tonight down the street and we’ll run away What would you say, if I said babe the cars runnin, let’s leave today cause we may die if we leave, but we’ll only grieve if we stay, where Boredom depletes you, and Laughter defeats you, and Love is just something you say What would you say, if I said Pack your bags darling, we’re leavin today from where Boredom depletes you, and Laughter defeats you, and Love is just something you say What do you say to the heretics of suburbia, who call to your soul

Here's the recording Never be afraid to be yourself And when I say yourself, I mean your true self Not the drive-thru meditations of men with powerpoint presentations, and then they ask you to buy their book to save your soul But the words of unpaid yogis, who know that what we know is nothing, so awareness comes free of a toll Never stop believing in your god The thing behind the linguistic facade See with the eyes beyond the face, transcend the labels of time and place, don’t let an idea hold you down Trapped in the orbit of a star, if you forget where you are, just open wide and look around Save your money and save your soul Freedom comes without a toll No idea can hold you down Open wide and look around, you’re in an ongoing explosion of light and sound Always keep your head up to the West Even if the winds upon your chest push harder than you know you could, soon the seeds will turn to wood, and the wood will split and rot away, and You’ll be there to turn over the dirt, and dirty up your pristine shirt, you pray will last you just one more day

hello!? what everyone is forgetting is that they totally left it open for a spinoff. of where Hurley and Ben guard the island. The perfect mix of light hearted comic relief and profound intensity. Plus I'm sure THAT is where all the science fiction questions will be answered...

Song is here Entropy is the dichotomy of what is and what could be (repeat until the heat death of the universe)

Wow, thank man, I really appreciate that you put so much into interpreting this. That's just the thing though, there is no such thing as an objective right way to be responsible adult. It's all relative to your culture. And when you transcend you culture, and realize you don't wanna play this game because it's no fun and nobody wins in the end, you just wanna be happy for yourself. I was originally continue this song and have each verse be sung from an older perspective, but still not ever ready to truly accept the arbitrary rules externally imposed on his own existence. And the last verse was going to be about not wanting to accept your impending death. But that would've been too much work. Its just not fair =p Thanks for that write up! I'm glad you got so much out of it =)

....were you the one who sent it in?

Also, did anybody see the poem that that guy sent in? Roses are red, violets are blue, 4 8 15 16 23 42

Aw man, I love your photo

Sprint helped me write this song by sending me to a collection agency. So now I probably owe them royalties too. Anyway, here's my rough recording: The Distant Evil Future Is Now Here I remember summer was so much brighter way back then It was never over, yet we’d do it again Didn’t forsee the longing for the things we didn’t know exist Like the touch of a woman, or spitting out the eucharist I’m not ready for this, I’m just a kid Out of place With a 20 year old face I don’t even recall signing up at all Inherent beauty is now replaced by things I think I can try to mute it with the sound of another drink Farther from the magic, and somehow closer to the trick The distant evil future is now here, and it makes me sick I’m not ready for this, I’m just a kid Out of place With a 20 year old face I don’t even recall signing up at all ................................. Thanks for reading/listening!

but i don't know who i am anymore.... also, i'm actually back in detroit, i just never changed it back haha.

Haha I know, exactly. Somebody said that exact same thing in one of the final transmissions last night, and I totally related, cause I've always said the same thing. Lost was the first nerdy obsession I've ever had.

I seriously think I might have to start going to Lost conventions.

Dude I've felt lost all day. Literally.