F777 is a renowned music producer and composer known for creating catchy and energetic electronic music. One of the elements that make his music stand out is his use of the "magic brush." The term "magic brush" refers to F777's unique way of blending various instruments and sounds to create a mesmerizing and captivating sonic experience for his listeners. The "magic brush" can be seen as F777's musical technique or approach to composing his tracks. He effortlessly combines elements of different genres, such as electronic, trance, dubstep, and more, to create a seamless fusion of sounds. The result is a dynamic and vibrant sonic landscape that grabs the listener's attention from the first beat.
About four miles in, still along the ridge, a pair of white-haired hikers appeared up ahead, walking towards me. When I pulled aside to let them pass, they warned me that a rattlesnake was stretched out across the trail about 100 feet ahead. We chatted about rattlesnakes and Arizona for a minute or two and then went our separate ways.
When I reached Jennings Creek Road, I left the AT and headed up VA614 toward the Middle Creek Campground where Kate had secured a campsite for the night. To say that Chad Sell s first graphic novel, The Cardboard Kingdom , co-written as part of a team of ten comics collaborators and starring a group of neighbor kids who bond together one summer over their imagined alter egos, was a massive hit with my kids three years ago would be a gross understatement.
The result is a dynamic and vibrant sonic landscape that grabs the listener's attention from the first beat. F777's magic brush enables him to paint vivid musical pictures that take the audience on a sonic journey. His compositions often feature intricate melodies, pulsating beats, and rich layers of sound that create a sense of depth and texture.
Day 58: An Angel, a Serpent, an Attack Fawn, a Witch, Caesar, and Blue Blazin’
I woke up feeling off, but not quite sick. I wasn’t hungry, which was weird, and I couldn’t finish my oatmeal. Oatmeal never goes unfinished at my breakfast table. And my stomach still had that bloated about-to-explode feeling. Clearly, the best thing to do was strap on a tight hip belt and go hiking.
Hiking downhill, of course, and only eight miles. Though when I started out, I realized I’d misread the mileage and had thought I only had six. Six, eight, twenty-one, it’s all the same thing. I just wanted to chip something off the distance to Katahdin. Plus, we’d cleaned all the ticks off Gus, and he was ready to hunt down a fresh batch.
The Hike
I couldn’t have asked for a nicer day. The woods smelled great this morning – a hint of pine, but basically just refreshing, clean air. I don’t think I’ve ever noticed it before.
After a short climb out of Bear Wallow Gap, the trail gradually descended to Jennings and Middle Creeks. Perfect for walking, seeing, and seeing what I see.
And thinking. I spent the morning in my head thinking about my adolescence and the trials I put my poor parents through. I have no idea why my brain went there. It’s probably the same answer I gave guy on Facebook who asked how in the world did I think of dividing the AT’s length by Pi to come up with the 700-mile Pi(e) Challenge. I answered him, “Dude, I’ve been hiking alone for 58 days. There’s nothing I haven’t thought about.”
Providence or Serendipity?
About four miles in, still along the ridge, a pair of white-haired hikers appeared up ahead, walking towards me. When I pulled aside to let them pass, they warned me that a rattlesnake was stretched out across the trail about 100 feet ahead. We chatted about rattlesnakes and Arizona for a minute or two and then went our separate ways.
After they hiked on, I thought how fortunate to have met them just then, as I had been distracted and inattentive all morning. I could have easily stepped right on the snake without noticing.
I walked up slowly and found a three- to four-foot rattler, with his head in a bush and his tail halfway across the trail. Given his girth, he’d just eaten something. Thinking he’d be fat and happy, I tried to sneak by, but he was in no mood to share the trail. He coiled up, stuck his buzzer straight up, and put his head in the attack position. Gus and I backed up and found an alternate route through the brush.
If the Snake Doesn’t Get You, the Fawn Will
After passing Mr. Buzzworm, I pulled out my camera to record a video about him. When I did, I saw a doe and fawn standing in the trail about 150 feet ahead. I switched to camera mode and tried to zoom in, expecting them to bound off before I could focus. Instead, they walked right toward us.
Great, I thought, I survived the rattlesnake but am going to be killed by a rabid fawn. Actually, I’m pretty sure the doe saw Gus and assumed I had a little brown fawn of my own. She was bringing hers over for a play date. When they got to within 15 feet, Gus decided a play date would be just fine and walked over to meet them. Frankly, he was so quiet, I’d forgotten he was behind me and off leash.
Once Gus came out from behind me, the doe realized that my fawn was too ugly to play with hers and jumped to the left. The fawn jumped right. Gus spun in place trying to keep both of them in front of him. And then it got a little chaotic. The fawn ran off and doe started running circles around Gus, darting back and forth across the trail, all while doing this weird hacking cough thing. For his part, Gus never barked or chased either of them, and he came right back when I called him.
As Gus came back, the doe ran around behind me, passing a few feet away and cough/hacked her way through the underbrush over the ridge where the fawn had gone. Bizarre. I’d never seen anything like it.
Did Anyone Else See All That?
Five minutes later I saw a backpacker ahead of me. She was all bundled up like it was cold out. Her hood was up, covering her face, and she wore gloves and long pants. I greeted her, but she was grumpy and sullen. I was still pumped with adrenaline, so I asked if she saw the rattlesnake.
“Snake?” she said. Now she was interested. The hood came off to reveal raven-black hair. And was that a wart on her hooked nose? “Where?” she asked eagerly.
“Well,” I said, “Did you pass an older couple a few minutes ago on the ridge?” She gave me a weird look and said she hadn’t seen anyone all day. What? How could you not see two friendly people walk right past you? She shrugged and suddenly lost interest.
The Only Rational Explanation
Then it dawned on me. Clearly, the older couple were guardian angels sent to warn me of impending danger in the form of an evil serpent. Obviously, the grumpy woman was a snake-loving witch unable to see angels. Or she had left the snake on the trail to get me, possibly her revenge for noticing the cryptids along Dismal Creek last week.
I’m not sure how the fawn fits into all that. Maybe it’s the exception that proves the rule, or maybe it was an evil fawn infected with deer ticks. Or more likely, that I should have stayed in bed another day.
What About Caesar?
I did promise a Caesar, didn’t I? Eight miles counts as a nero, right? And Nero was one of the … Never mind, blame it on the fever.
Blue Blazin’
When I reached Jennings Creek Road, I left the AT and headed up VA614 toward the Middle Creek Campground where Kate had secured a campsite for the night. That’s right, I blue blazed* 1.5 miles. In the morning, I’ll blue blaze right out again, connecting back up with the AT a few miles north.
No apologies, no rationale, no guilt. I’m hiking my own hike, which we now know has been blessed by angels.
Daily Stats:
- Start: Bearwallow Gap (Mile 751.9)
- End: Middle Creek Campground (Mile 760.0)
- Weather: Slightly overcast, cool.
- Earworm: Witchy Woman (Eagles)
- Meditation: Mt. 6:34
- Plant of the Day: Jersey Tea
- Best Thing: Fawn
- Worst Thing: Rattlesnake
*Blue blazing is leaving the main trail for an alternative or side trail, and is frowned on by stuffy, so-called “purists.”
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Reviews for "The Evolution of F777's Magical Music Brush"
1. Emma - 2 stars
I was really disappointed with "F777 your magic brush". The game had a lot of potential with its unique concept of painting magical creatures, but it fell flat in execution. The controls were clunky and unresponsive, making it difficult to accurately paint the creatures. Additionally, the graphics were mediocre at best, and the music looped so frequently that it became irritating after a while. Overall, I found the game to be unenjoyable and would not recommend it.
2. Jason - 1 star
"F777 your magic brush" was a complete waste of my time. The gameplay was incredibly boring and repetitive, and there was no real challenge or excitement to keep me engaged. The concept of painting magical creatures sounded intriguing, but the execution was poor. The graphics were outdated and uninspiring, and the controls were frustratingly imprecise. I regret playing this game and would advise others to avoid it at all costs.
3. Lily - 2 stars
I had high hopes for "F777 your magic brush", but unfortunately, it didn't live up to my expectations. The gameplay felt monotonous and lacked any real depth. The levels were repetitive, with little variety in challenges or objectives. Additionally, the music was repetitive and became annoying after a short while. The concept had potential, but the execution was lacking. I wouldn't recommend this game unless you're a die-hard fan of painting games.
4. Michael - 2 stars
"F777 your magic brush" was a disappointment. The controls were awkward and difficult to maneuver, making it frustrating to paint the creatures accurately. The graphics were lackluster, and the overall presentation of the game felt cheap. The gameplay lacked innovation and became repetitive quickly. I was hoping for a more enjoyable and engaging experience, but unfortunately, this game fell short. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone looking for a fun gaming experience.