Finally, after almost three years making music, I've decided to actually make my very own solo album.

It's been a long journey since I've first joined newgrounds, and honestly, I couldn't be more proud of everything I've done so far!

This album is the most "meuny" thing I've could come up with: there's experimentation, there's ambience, there's nostalgia, etc. - everything you can consider "meuny-ish"!

I wish I can keep up making good music just so everyone can enjoy a good vibe.

https://youtu.be/AYxafB1wnvs?si=0RPW-JGIjH9x1tCU

I hope you all enjoy this album i've made!!! Thanks!!!

Yours truly, Meuny.

Well, as an artist, I know very well most of other artists deal with the same problems I do: Which is creativity.

Creativity is an issue that sometimes may lead us to not creating anything for a long long time; when we lack creativity, it feels like we're useless - like a car without diesel, or a heart without blood. But let us not get ahead of ourselves on this delicate subject matter.

I've been dealing lately with creativiy issues and it is the most suffocating thing an artist can feel - but I noticed something very important: it wasn't the lack of creativity that was suffocating me; it was the unconscious thought of obligation to create something.

Art must not be an obligation - except when you're paid for it, for art par excellence is not a commodity/merchandise/good; ART IS USELESS, AND IT SHALL BE USELESS FOR ALL ETERNITY.

One can argument saying that "art is not useless for it satisfies one's feelings". Well, my answer to that is: Do not treat art as a burden, as a job, a charge, a obligation/responsability towards others - make it as to satisfy your own need, your own well being.

"But Meuny, I feel obligated to make art for myself sometimes!" - Well, then go find something else to do! Art is not a job, you shouldn't seek efficiency, you should seek excellence. If you don't feel like your art represent what your gut demands, it is not art, it is whatever but art!

Art must come from the gut, not from orders. It must be what your body, your soul, your stomach demands, not what some meaningless principle of obligation demands. You're not a machine, you're a human being; you must be what you feel like to be, when you feel like to be. Freedom is to be whatever whenever.

Remember: Art is to be; To do Art is to Become.

You're not a machine. You're not dead; do not kill your will to be an artist by trying to become a machine - that is why we must fight against AI, for art is not to be machine, art is to be whatever the being wants. Art is the most corporeal thing there is.

Please, I beg of every single of you: Be free of the obligation of creation.

Personally, I'd love to see your true self, I really do.

This has been Meuny.

I MADE A LEGENDARY SONG! CALLED "OT4KU CRVSH3R"; IT'S A PARODY OF HARDCORE SONGS, BUT I STILL DECIDED TO MAKE IT SOUND GOOD AND EPIC. DID I MANAGE TO MAKE SOMETHING GOOD? CHECK IT OUT:

THERE'S THE LINK TO THE SONG ON NG:

AND THERE IS ALSO THE LINK TO THE SONG ON YT:

https://youtu.be/xhnPFUpfn7c?si=Tm5Id_hqP4Y1kK55

THIS HAS BEEN MEUNY.

My mind has proposed me, in the middle of the night, the following proposition: "What purpose does the human serve?".

I couldn't help but to put my thoughts into paper. Usually, I don't share these writings because of the less "artistical" content, but I thought it'd be a shame not to share this one.

Here's my proposition: On the human purpose.

1. What purpose does the human being serve? Wouldn't this very phrase be an indispensable question for any philosopher? - This phrase torments the night of any blessed human being capable of reason, but here we need to propose a provocation to the thousands of thinkers who have walked the earth. This question, even before it leaves the mind of the thinker, is biased. Firstly, in order to clarify the meaning of the word, the phrase itself defines the meaning of purpose as a plan, objective, goal to be achieved, etc. And we can already assume that "purpose" is nothing more than a historical predicate, which changes from time to time, but which, despite this or that, does not cease to exist as a product of human historical need and will. To ask "What purpose does the human serve?" is therefore to ask "what purpose did the historical human serve and what purpose will the future historical human actually serve?". To simplify this proposition, we can therefore say that the primary purpose of humans is to satisfy their corresponding needs. This purpose is found in every animal being, and in humans it is no different; it is something intrinsic to the nature of every being. Therefore, the answer to this question, which is so resplendent that it can blind anyone with its boldness, lies in the question itself: What need does the human need to satisfy at that historical moment and what are the activities that, when put into practice by this human, conceive of what satisfies their needs and which, soon after, will produce new needs - which, consequently, produce new determined "purposes" that humans will serve and, soon, achieve. 

This has been Meuny.

I've been through some mental breakdowns recently and then decided to post sort of carthasis-song to calm down my spirit (that song being smotherer).

I wasn't expecting it to get frontpaged neither for it to be so bloody good. All I can remember of during the production of this song is me having a sort of streamstorm of depressive thoughts.

Thanks for the support, this has been meuny.

THANKS FOR FOLLOWING ME, THAT'S BLOODY AWESOME.

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT. :)

Here it is:

go check it out

also:

is my poertry good? That's something i really need to know :P

I decided to devote more time to my songs in order to make them even crazier. What's more, at the same time as I decided to adopt this spacing, I started a project that had been stuck inside me for a few years. 

The project in question is a tribute to my favourite metal band: Opeth. It's a dedication to the album that was most important to my artistic life: Ghost Reveries.

As much as the song I'm making is a tribute and it may therefore sound like a "copy" of the ideas that Opeth used on that album, I ask you to bear with me, after all, the compositional ideas I'm putting into this song are old, written more than two years ago.

Even though I'm more of an electronic music artist, sometimes it's nice to explore a genre that used to be my favourite a long time ago, which is metal. I'll post more metal from time to time, but my main focus will continue to be experimental electronic music. 

Anyway, thanks for understanding.

This has been Meuny.

I honestly can’t recognize myself. Looking at my works is as if I was staring at an abyss; a mirror that reflects only a blur of my face. When creating music, it is actually easier for me to see value within my songs – for I worked so much to create them –, however, it is harder to see my fingerprints in it. It is as if, way before I can see my songs as MY PROPERTY, it is a production already taken by someone else. It is as if my songs, even though it is I who created it, were not mine, but something meant for someone else besides me. I know I’m not the first one to feel like this – as if our artistic works were not ours, but someone else’s. And I know that this feeling is not exclusive to the artistic world.

When working normally, the feeling of alienation is equally suffocating. It is as if this thing that we are meant to do to REALIZE ourselves as humans is, a priori, not meant to be ours, but someone else’s means to realization. This feeling is so stuck within me that I can’t help but feel like I’m not human when working – whether it is when I am working on a piece of art or working to get something to eat; even when I am thinking, my thoughts do not feel as if it were mine, but someone else’s.

Anyways...

Even though I feel like my works are not meant for me, I enjoy them. If there's people that feels the same way, then I'd expect this capability of mine - of liking my own works - to be an exception; not because I am some sort of messiah, capable of being built different or something. Rather because I'm used to this feeling of alienation.

Well, it is just a thought.

This has been Meuny.

I'm not kidding, just go and recommend me smth. I need material for new songs.