I’ve Accidentally Invented A New Game…? “And No, It’s Not auto-tune.”

I’ve been a fairly well oriented “early-adopter” of many ideas and even technologies (though I’m essentially not technical at all). One of those many items was call/text features for web-pages which in my case, have only recently after years of implementation, begun to bring in new communications from Music-listeners and even general Blog-readers. I say “even” because I’d never considered the Blog as its own non-partial entertainment-hub but some people that ‘rightfully’ don’t enjoy every audio-creation sometimes say, “I think you’re hilarious regardless!”

And that’s, great…

(No, F*CK you, buy my MUSIC!) 😛

But all that aside, one of the ‘it gets old’ but newer things has been people listening to a song or clip and attempting to ‘call me out’ per the use (or non-use) of none other than, auto-tune.

So rather than go on some nonsensical tirade regarding that, let’s just have some fun and analyze one of my songs, vocally…


I have this new track that’s pretty much, ‘out of character’ per my typical onslaught; it’s literally something that’s either a by-product of recent-events or, I’ve just finally lost my mind. Despite any of that, this brings me to a couple of peeves, in particular, aside from auto-tune, there’s things I don’t like and won’t do vocal-wise on sound-recordings and those are:

Masking (alternating various takes by either myself or with a secondary singer’s performance. This technique can be heard ad-nauseam on recordings by Avril Lavigne, and with auto-tune unfortunately)

Punch in/out (where you get all parts accept certain words or phrases right and just clip them in until you get a perfect “composite” vocal)

Tuning via effect-tailing (which is a less complicated process of using a heavily warbling or panning style effect behind a single vox-stripe, creating a bulky ‘seemingly’ in-tune cascade but, it’s not and don’t get it twisted because I do like this effect in New Wave, Punk, and similar styles, just not the kind of Music where you’d expect the singers to be better)

So what does this all mean?

Well, in my case, for whatever reasons, I’m one of those “leftovers” from a Golden-era where performances were either perfected straight through on take-one or, we rehearsed the Hell out of every part to where whether we broke it up by verse/chorus/bridge or chorus/bridge/verse etc., we all could essentially just nail it and create melodic and inventive variations on-command.

It’s how I preferred it then and a part of my self-expectations and expectation of others, still.

So this new-track; here is a clip of the vocals which then transitions into the full-mix:

So some numb-nut heard it and immediately cried, “Foul!” — I don’t care, but hears what you’re hearing, (just because)…

The Song needed a “neutral” sound, both vocally and in a ‘travelling’ sense. Sometimes, it’s not until after you record a song through that you can sing it exactly how you wanted to in the studio. I stand by my stuff no matter the facts or opinions and in the case of this production, I’d decided to make layers that were as closely matched as “Humanly” possible. So the doubling is imperfect per some vibratos but match in nearly every other instance.

I like that sound.

Below are a few famous recordings that were recorded similarly:

Anyhow, I thought it’d be fun to post a little insight for no reason really, but maybe just to take some minds off the inevitable? — I think I’m going to dedicate this track to the President of ASCAP and Jack Conte over at Patreon. Why…? Because; f*ck them!!

(We Don’t Know) “Where The Freedom Rings”

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And Ja, the female singing backups in the chorus is Kat.

(Sekrett Scilensce)

An Odd Song With Deep Meaning & A New Outset Beyond My Norm

Sometimes, there’s an event that happens in your life and, it can come in many known and unknown variations, with many feelings, aftershocks, or sometimes, no immediate reactions at all. Upon hearing my Song, you’ll have a clear idea what’s being spoken of in this blog – however, all said, I can say that I’ve not truly been thrown off kilter per any degrees another person might deem, “notable”. — I wasn’t sure what it meant initially but, I guess there are just some moments in life where you don’t react as predicted, or, you don’t feel as saddened as perhaps a previous mindset configured. — Yet somehow, everything is still just difficult to articulate because though it all rests with the feeling of “healing” vs. prolonged “pain”, it’s only memories left in the heart, mind, soul, and bloodline.

I’m unsure what “I recall” most but I do know it’s weird to know that you’ll never be able to share something physical or a sentiment with elseone, ever again…

* This Music file will be removed soon and replaced with the “Radio-Edit” vs. the current full-version preview…

In other news; a new outset…?

Bookmark, subscribe, share?!

Danke (thank-you).

Hallo, My Humblings Of Kung-Fu Cajun, Chung Power-Hour, Non Soy-Milk, Real Skin Pieces, Diet-Fiber…

Firstly, before we begin, I’d just like to take a moment to say, “FUCK Dr. Fauci!” — Secondly, all of “YOU” pummel-squirt, squeeze-chips, did “you” really think “you” (or they or them) could keep me down?! 😛 — And — Thirdly, dig this aside; I ALWAYS knew I’d be censored one day however, I never knew it’d be because of something, “I didn’t do?” — So Ja, somewhere between WTH and WTF and, so what?? Absolutely! Who cares!! But as well, where do these butt-chimp mangle-carousels disembark?


I know many of you are confused and of course, exiled. Against your wills, against your principles, against, your most outwitting desires towards the future now unknown? DO YOU NEED MORE SYRUP for that PANCAKE??

So what can my Whiskey-Cola teach me about all this tomfoolery…?

Well, primarily, I figure one item; no matter how bad shit is, there can always still be something tasty and relaxing in your hand, thrusting your tongue with a sense of freedom. Maybe it’s not complete freedom but I’ll be damned if it isn’t enlightening. And no, not because its a drink or that you can get buzzed on it, but rather, because no matter what comes beyond, it was something that was always there and that never changed. Even if they outlaw it and make it impossible to obtain, when you can eventually have “it” again, it will be what you remembered and perhaps, be better.

Now, I know things can be like STAR TREK and the whiskey-Cola could be a synthetic concoction made to simulate the beverage sans its soothing effects but you know what, fuck that as well because even though, after a long period of censorship, it could/would be a taste of freedom.

True freedom…?

Who knows.

So! Be prepared for more words to come via the sounds emitting from my mind into text that represent words on this digital-page called, a blog.

Do you feel what I’m sipping?

In off-topic news, I’m not social-distancing AT ALL during intercourse. If you are…..well…..good job then…?

Because…..HOW THE HELL-HOG-FIRE can that be fun?

And DON’T call it foreplay because my ear-hair can barely fathom being trimmed (let alone silenced for minions of unknown, unaccredited endowment).

If I toss the ball up and the bat doesn’t hit it then what was the point??



The crapulous-confection has begun!

Can “you” smell the lettuce…..?

Listen to the Lyrics in “this” Song?!


End Of A Year, Final Year Of Another Decade Approaching, Towards The…?

I’m going to mention a few items (in no particular order) and, am going to simply preface by saying, “Fuck all this shit!” – I’m not a toxic person and furthermore, I have never been from or pro the current tymes in which we exist. All said, I’ll still be around, making Music etc. but regardless, the bottom line is, I’m mostly done with any and all previous beliefs and styles of efforts.

Preserve, Reserve

I have never truly liked or respected the Internet. I can say for certain at this current moment, “It really sucks right now.” – But, while it’s not all doom and gloom, I dare to share that for me, it’s just one very large fracking tabloid. Period! People are paying up to one-hundred/thirty American dollars for a mostly, valueless, time-suck, tabloid-engine; which is as well being censored to a degree. Who the Hell needs that in their life? But my thoughts aside, elseone says, “Well what’s the alternative Mr. Scilensce?”–well–how about, “Life!”

And I mean it respectfully and towards wise-advisory.

I’ve always, since I can remember, chosen life and especially now, I find myself fully regressing to previous inclinations, wholeheartedly.

Repository, Conspirator, Irregular

So called “Conspiracy Theories” are typically fun. Many of them are true but never the less, entertaining. Whether you leave a feed on while working or you get items sent to you by random people, right at this moment, everything is just shouting, “END of the world, END of the planet, END of life!” – It gets old, and it gets interesting, but it isn’t entertaining and after a while, it’s just noise. High velocity, reverberating, donkey happy horseshit.

It’s bad enough that the Internet is a huge echo-chamber but Holy egg-roll spindles…

So I don’t want to hear or adhere anyone’s viewpoints. I’ve arrived back at, “Fuck all!”

Chicken, Cluck, Candor Ice

There are certain “Names” you can’t spout about online (due to perceived censorship algorithms) etc. but, I want to say something about a couple of individuals, just to clear the air on how my mind splices.

Alex J. – As long as I can remember, and through an American Congressman friend even, as long as I can remember, he’s been an ambush style persona and complete savant of everything his mind recalls. It doesn’t make him wrong or hostile; it’s just how it is. You have to digest the information and tread how your heart desires.

O. Benjamin – Fuck this guy. I’m a Pianist/Composer and for me, this ant-rat has always been a whiny, sub-par, shyster. That’s it, that’s all. I mean, I get mad at tymes as well but I’m in my own battle to never let my craft suffer. Ever.

I appreciate that others feel inclined to share the videos etc. of these people with me but the truth is, for myself, evolution begins at the point where you ignore all things to focus on what you need, want, and achieve the most.

There are no alternatives for growth because it’ll never be authentic unless you leave behind your conveniences, conventions, and preconceived notions.

If it helps; think of yourself as an Empire or Kingdom.

What will you become?

Final Finality

So in a nutshell, “Thank you”, “Danke!” – While I’m not changing anything regarding how I create, produce, or perform my Songs etc., I’m far much on a quest towards something, enlightening?



No. I’m just running, leaping towards a place where I can fly more free than I’ve ever flown…

About the author:

Sekrett Scilensce is a Composer and Producer of Music. An Entertainer. His Songs are available where ever Audio is sold. He is the Lead-Musician and Business-Development member of the Takeo Tama company.

SEKRETT SCILENSCE appears courtesy of Kuneo Koei (Broadcasting & Distribution) L.L.C. – Copyright © Takeo Tama (Entertainment-Enterprises) L.L.C. – All rights reserved. – A K4C0 ]|[ /|\ T3C0 collaborator.

Stuck On Purpose: “The Wrong Meaning.”

It’s impossible. Anything is possible. People talk about what’s next but, the world mostly just has a bunch of people who are going where the money is to make (quote/unquote), INNOVATION! BUT; that’s not innovation, rather, that’s luck presented as foreknowledge. Who wants to fight Mike Tyson? It’s better to step in the ring with a ten-year old girl, punch her out and scream victory!! No. Don’t beat down little girls but the point stands. Most of these innovators are still cowards. People with great skin, perfect Colgate smiles and, ridiculous success? Hmmm. Okee. Perfect?? No, because you can’t judge these items on equivaence if you’re not, “as successful”. — THESE ARE THE WRONG MEANINGS.

But the world doesn’t care what we, the creators, leftovers, and dreamers mean, any longer…

Stuck On Purpose: “Challenging The Status Quo?”

Challenging the status-quo. Virtually everyone believes they are doing this… By; being online? Staying offline?? Professing they have a better “INSERT_blank” etc. — By doing WHAT DIFFERENTLY exactly?! — Please think for a moment. Why are we all stuck? Why are many riding the paradigm until it burns down?? It’s all a means to an end, but whose exactly?! — Advantage. Disadvantage. Regard. Disregard. — Everyone is a product now. Others try to take advantage of your existence as a “product” of the current economy to hope that your disadvantage makes you regard “their” (the other man/woman’s) existence, all while having complete disregard for the reality of how things really, truly, are.

Amazing or, Brilliant?

The Two Guys Named Lou: “True Music Entertainment Stories” (Part I)?

I’m going to tell a story. It has no immediate message, meaning, or perspective, but it’s a dive into my mind and experiences as both an oncoming and established-(ish?) Musician. So without further ado; “The Two Guys Named Lou” (and a quick side-note, I will give a free full-version CD copy of my song, “The Medicine Cabinet” to anyone who can identify either of these persons named, ‘Lou’; I will not however be jumping out of cakes, doing sexy-dances)…

One “Lou” was not cool. He was plain and simple, f*cking weird. Sure, he knew people, but, he prized the boys far too much in my view, and as a matter of fact, I’d decried that it was unhealthily so very early on. And that “Lou” would say stupid sh*t. About replacing boys with girls, as they’d be easier to manage, and with better legs or what have you. F*ck you “Lou”, you ruined a ton of lives. And your friends with the bank-connects, f*ck them too. It’s a good thing that ‘what goes around, comes around’, especially regarding you. What Corpus Christi Jake said about you in Texas, rang true until the bitter end. The sweet rebellion. The nasty revelations.

The other “Lou” was cool. Goofy (but cool). Now, I didn’t care for his escapades when he was allowing himself to pal around with the big-headed, red, New York PR-midget but whatever, he’s still the “other Lou”. This “Lou” did (and hopefully still does) some cool sh*t. He listened to my stuff from tyme to tyme, and always seemed to genuinely enjoy it, which wasn’t always the case with many in the record-label paradigms etc. He never even once complained about how crazy or inventive my ideas were and for that, I can only say, “Thanks mate.” — There’s nothing in it for a man that put together some of the largest campaigns for some of the biggest touring names known to audiences abroad. And I never bothered “this Lou”. Granted, he could never convince me to join his social-adventure but all of you here who read my silliness or have followed my happenings pretty much know that I’m just far too compelled to be in the studio vs. all this media-hyperbole sh*t. Hope all is well and going strong “Lou”.

The Two Guys Named, “Lou”…



Exiting a mystery, to only enter, a new enigma; the choice above, the selection below, it merely foreshadows, the truth unloved.

To see what is said, to say what is seen is desperately, never involved.

The momentum forward, leaping beyond the bound that keeps the human-mind centered, now amazed to discover the unkind-eye, not soon to recover, is the plight of not just many, but nearly every woman, man, and child existing upon this planet.

And in the cabinet, these tastes of evolution and change; are never nearing.

The medicine not needed?


The remedy now heeded.

“The Medicine Cabinet”


Published and Distributed by: Takeo Tama


Amazing Is A Funny Thing

I’ve written/spoken before about the level of difference in people. Whether it be in a Race, a game of Billiards, or a Musical-Instrument, there’s just something that internally tells you, “Ja, this is one bad motherf*cker!” — But this current generation we’re a part of, Jeebus-Heist, they don’t want to hear any of that; Hell, ‘they’ want to be congratulated on every aspect of their inventions…

• I joined a band

• I picked-up a guitar

• I borrowed my Dad’s drum-set


But what the heck?! What now?!?!

The video below; I consider it sub-par and uninspired. But, still, some people are amazed:

The next video below; I think the performance is fairly brilliant. You can close your eyes and the drumming is well without any visual cues; an emotion, a journey:

But hej, who am I to blow at the wind?

What say you??


I Don’t Connect Well (And That’s Okee)

People have asked me, talked with me about everything imaginable. Podcast, live-streams, etc. I just don’t have any passion for it. Creating Music yes but, a ton of the other nonsense is just a matter of, “So what?” — I’m not out of touch. I’ve outlived everyone I came up with and, I still make what I want, as I want, as I need even (if you want to get real about it). These f*cks that try to talk terms like relevance with me are f*cking stupid. I’m not doing anything out of tyme or out of sync with the tymes. I think some people just really want to be perceived as ‘in the know’ or some sh*t. Who the f*ck cares? You’re suppoxed to do what feels good inside anyway.

I’ve never heard anyone tell a prostitute that their profession was dated.

If making bullsh*t like ‘Lil Wayne is the future then f*ck it! You can have it!!

Either how, a large part of continuing to exist for me is the notion of remaining supported by the people who find themselves immersed by my creations. Even the casual listener isn’t prioritized outright because in truth, passive behaviors do not need to be choked into submission.

Desperation is sometimes a form of fear, and when my mouse hovers over the [X], I don’t think it’s right for the screen to blast at me, “Hej! Before you go, blah, blah, blah, blah…” — Who gives a f*ck? Maybe I was going to come back after feeding a baby. Maybe I was eating hot-sauce and starting choking.

Maybe NoKo fired another missile…

But what we’re really getting at despite any opinions is, “Consideration”.

I just want people to consider me as a candidate for their tyme, sharing, spending, licensing, whatever to be honest.

And because I aspire for that consideration, “I shall not be inconsiderate”.

It’s that simple.

On That Note:

I’m going to begin offering a few of my creations in full-version, medium-quality form again. It’s an option. Ultimately, people can always use iTunes, Amazon, Spotify, Google-Play etc. or, any direct forms of acquisition I offer or, alternative remedies I have available such as the ‘pay by click’ opportunities presented.

It is ad-supported.

You can dislike that however, it is a naturally accepted mainstream/underground method at this point in tyme with the internet/SaaS industries as a whole.

A big part of my continuation at anything I do is, “Survival”.

In Conclusion:

This is all related by one word, “Ability”.

I can empower people’s ability to choose and potentially inspire their ability to seek out others akin to myself and people can empower my ability to be one part of the entire paradigm known as entertainment.

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The First Offering:

Song: “The Love Is Sound”
Performer: Me?!
Publisher: Takeo Tama co. mfg.
Genre: Freestyle (Electro/Latin Hip-Hop)


Discover and explore the full-version here!

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