#autistic musician

[actualmothfluffs]

If I’ve heard a song a couple times I can recognize it again within the first one to three notes of the song, usually only one or two seconds of listening. I use this power solely for evil

I was in a shop where someone was clearly watching the two towers in the background and I recognised it by sound alone after 2 seconds which makes me sound insane to an average person. and I could actually explain it very easily but of course trying to explain it with "well I only recognised it so fast because this specific version of the lorien theme only plays during the battle at helm's deep" does nothing to make me sound less insane

[surrah698]

BUZZ BUZZ =😖

Lol it's true! 😅🤣

[indianchindian]

Some more smiley and laughing Kenshi Yonezu which always warms my heart ❤️💖😭🥹

[nonna-thefolkgremlin]

hello! my name is nonna(she/they) and i write, record, and produce music with the help of my guitar, goose.(yes i name my instruments shhhh)

i write predominantly alternative folk/indie folk, but dabble in other genres as well! i’m working on recording an album right now, and i’m looking forward to releasing it this november!!

i’m so excited to share this journey on tumblr!!

[changeling6]

NPC

I can't crawl back (I can't crawl back)

I can't crawl back (I can't crawl back)

I can't crawl back (I can't crawl back)

I'm slipping through the cracks

I can't crawl back (I can't crawl back)

I can't crawl back (I can't crawl back)

I can't crawl back (I can't crawl back)

I'm slipping through the cracks

Where am I today?

Maybe just in the way

In my head, there is a game

That all day I will play

It's always streamed live

But I can't click back out

Commentary fills my mind

I can't focus on the sounds

I hear screaming downstairs

It hurts to much to listen

I put headphones in my ears

And blast music till it dampens

I'm not here,

I'm somewhere in outer space

Saving someone else's day

This is my only escape

I'm not here,

Professor X asked me to go

Live with him like on the show

I'm a mutant now, don't you know?

Everytime you talk to me

Inside my head, there is a scene

When I want to turn it off,

I can't, I will never be free

It started in my childhood

To block out all the pain

When the sky starts to rain,

I dissociate

When you see me in the streets

I'm locked inside my dreams

There's nothing in my eyes so deep

I can't remember anything

It started with that very first fight

Couldn't cope so I'm in space

To make it through the day

I dissociate

Couldn't clean my room today

There's too much I must keep

It's all he didn't take from me

Just like he took my sleep

In the morning, I go to to school

With an hour or two of rest

There's too much that goes on at night

That it'll drag me to my death

Home was never safe for me

With him underneath my bed

Please don't touch me, I'm okay

I'm safer inside my head

I'm not here

I'm meeting some alien men

And a pink fairy princess

Say, do you like my dress?

I'm not here

I'm out saving the world

Alongside Supergirl

With the powers of earth

Everytime you talk to me

Inside my head, there is a scene

When I want to turn it off,

I can't, I will never be free

It started in my childhood

To block out all the pain

When the sky starts to rain,

I dissociate

When you see me in the streets

I'm locked inside my dreams

There's nothing in my eyes so deep

I can't remember anything

It started with that very fight

Couldn't cope so I'm in space

To make it through the day

I dissociate

Praise the world

For this child in the land

Position them with the adults

The ones who can't keep their hands

They are a commodity

A gift to sirs and ma'ams

Doing things with their bodies

That they don't understand

Punish the child

For what they don't understand

They tune out the world as they bruise

They're too young to stand

Praise the prophecy

Of the baby adult man

They don't know just what they do

The power in their hands

Everytime you talk to me

Inside my head, there is a scene

When I want to turn it off,

I can't, I will never be free

It started in my childhood

To block out all the pain

When the sky starts to rain,

I dissociate

When you see me in the streets

I'm locked inside my dreams

There's nothing in my eyes so deep

I can't remember anything

It started with that very first fight

Couldn't cope so I'm in space

To make it through the day

I dissociate

[socratena]

I have a podcast now!!!

Introducing the SocraPod! The Socratena Podcast 📻

It's been a long time since I've used Tumblr - some of you might remember my old blog @wasabitsunami and a collection of extremely cringe side-blogs. I took a loooooooong break from about 2016, because I was terrified of my content being misinterpreted, and starting arguments. It also got increasingly hard to make it as a musician on youtube, especially a parody artist.

But now I have a podcast! And you can still find my comedy music, but mostly on Tiktok now.

Come and join me as I talk about being a neurodivergent musician, mental health, digital footprints, and being chronically online. I'd love to hear your thoughts too!

Oh yeah, and did I mention I live in the UK now?! 😱

It's good to be back Tumblr! ❤️❤️❤️

[vulpine111]

I plan to spend as much of my day as possible learning guitar!

I found a channel on YouTube that teaches chords common in punk style music. It seems like a good place to start. Once I have all that down, I'll aspire to more complex styles, I hope.

I made a playlist with some vids from SugarPill Productions and other channels.

I just took my methadone but hopefully it doesn't make me nap for too long after it kicks in.

I still don't have the right mask for my CPAP machine. I don't understand what's taking them so long. I might call my care coordinator and see if she got them to choose a fitting day for me yet.

They've really been dragging their feet.

[lithium-91-moved]

actually can we get a list going of musicians who’ve self-identified as autistic /aspergers/on the spectrum? i’ll start

Peter Tork (The Monkees)

David Byrne (Talking Heads)

Dave Gahan & Martin Gore (Depeche Mode)

Adam Young (Owl City)

[spademooncake]

I hate to brag, but...

I can officially play the Song of Unhealing on the piano as of last Monday! This also means that I can legally make the original Song of Healing sound scary as hell by reversing it 😆 y'all are welcome 😉😇👻

[surrah698]

Who can relate? 🥺

Empty Chairs by Surrah

Check out my new song! It's about being autistic and struggling with friendships.

[indianchindian]

My favorite shots from the Azalea MV. Felt like making gifs of it :)

[ofdinosanddais1]

I accidentally made my first EP a metaphor for Erikson's stages of development like:

Everbe: Trust vs mistrust, autonomy vs shame/doubt. You are born. You are a body. You are learning to trust your body. You are learning to develop autonomy. You are not conscious yet but the one thing tying you to every living being on this planet is that you have a body.

Eversee: Initiative vs Guilt, Industry vs Inferiority. You have gained awareness of your existence. You cannot influence the world around you easily. You're learning by observing. You're learning of what it means to exist.

Everthink: Identity vs Confusion. You are developing an identity. You are trying to develop with a million people throwing things at you about what you shoulf be. You're trying to find identity while everyone is trying to decide it for you. You are trying to learn about your everyday while everyone is trying to nitpick everything about you. You are trying to learn about yourself.

Everknow: Intimacy vs Isolation. You are trying to learn about the world. You are trying to learn about other people. You are trying to learn about the environment. Intimacy is more than sex and romance. You must become intimate with knowledge.

Everchange: Generativity vs Stagnation, Integrity vs Despair. You now want to have a place in the world. You have this knowledge about yourself and everything else and now you want to use it to lead, to change, to grow, to help.

A lot of my music writing process is just my brain dumping something into my notes app and then later I'll reread it and be like "wait a minute. I'm onto something here." And honestly I feel like its a gift of knowledge from maybe the Universe as a whole or even Divine knowledge from the Gods. I don't know. But it exists and I made it exist and it means something more than I intended it to mean.

[nonna-thefolkgremlin]

I love using aspects of fantasy creatures to refer to certain people in my life. The dragon, for example, is about a protector and a safe space.

But I love just going off and saying, “why would i write about love when life is so much more complex than that?”

Not throwing people who write about love in a bin. I love that people can write about romantic love and be genuinely passionate about it and connect with it, but that’s not something I’m capable of. I can write about familial or platonic love with almost zero issues because I experience those emotions a lot. When I write, it’s a matter of what I connect with the most emotionally in that moment. Whether that’s compassion, grief, frustration, or confusion, it’s just how I process things.

I need to physically write it out, or play it, to release it. Music has been a release for me, a way I can express myself without feeling the judgement of those around me in real time. I can form stories that have aspects of my own life, but are not entirely my story. They’re just pieces that form together to create my story.

This is a lot, I know, but I’m hoping that if you’re reading this and have feelings and emotions that are too much or seem like they are not enough, you are not alone.

[changeling6]

Prophet

Where does the gold

In your phone come from

Where does the soul

In your home dissolve

Where does the heart

Restart in the world

When they seek to slaughter every boy and every girl

Where does the sugar

In your coffee grow

What do they teach the kids

Is this all they know?

Is there a purpose to waging

Wars and wars

What will you do

When they decide they want more

Even if you don't have it

In your heart to care about them

They'll set their sights on you

Will you fight for the end

Take those emotions

Transfer it onto your skin

If we don't rise up now

This won't be the last war they win

But there's heaven in the chocolate

And there's poison in the profit

Sink your teeth into the veins

Of the next child that becomes your slave

As long as you're dirty but honest

No one can say you made a promise

But as long as there's heaven in the chocolate

Then you can put poison in the profit

Where does the water

You drink come from

From plastic bottle plants

That poison our lungs

From rivers wide

Where they dump their waste in

You're no longer a person

Freedom is only for corporations

Even if you don't have it

In your heart to care about them

They'll set their sights on you

Will you fight for the end

Take those emotions

Transfer it onto your skin

If we don't rise up now

This won't be the last war they win

But there's heaven in the chocolate

And there's poison in the profit

Sink your teeth into the veins

Of the next child that becomes your slave

As long as you're dirty but honest

No one can say you made a promise

But as long as there's heaven in the chocolate

Then you can put poison in the profit

Take this nestlé as a big fuck you

We see your sins, we see the whole damn truth

We see the blood you spill for material gains

We see the children you keep locked in iron chains

And hey there apple, don't think you'll escape

Selling us new phones built from the blood of slaves

Congo remembers how you dug those graves

Hey mcdonalds, I used to work for you

You exploited me and prison labor too

How did we ever let this shit get so far

Oh wait we didn't, it's billionaires in their sports cars

But there's heaven in the chocolate

And there's poison in the profit

Sink your teeth into the veins

Of the next child that becomes your slave

As long as you're dirty but honest

No one can say you made a promise

But as long as there's heaven in the chocolate

Then you can put poison in the profit

[harriehq]

So I missed World Autism Awareness Day by a week, but what the heck, shout-out to everyone who has treated me like a broken lazy waste-of-space too-needy too-sensitive freak throughout my entire life. Shout-out to everyone who has left, and to the ones who will leave when they decide I'm too much. Or not enough. Shout-out to everyone who has an opinion on how I need to fix myself before I can be loved. Fuck y'all, you were wrong. I'm just fucking autistic, and contrary to how y'all have made me feel about myself, that's OK.