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In music, a ghost note, dead note, or false note, is a musical note with a rhythmic value, but no discernible pitch when played. On stringed instruments, this is played by sounding a muted string. "Muted to the point where it is more percussive sounding than obvious and clear in pitch. There is a pitch, to be sure, but its musical value is more rhythmic than melodic or harmonic...they add momentum and drive to any bass line." In musical notation, this is represented by an "X" or a note head in parentheses. Occurring in a rhythmic figure they are purposely deemphasized, often to the point of near silence. In popular music drumming these notes are played, "very softly between the 'main' notes," (off the beat on the sixteenth notes) most often on the snare drum in a drum kit.
A rhythmic figure may be punctuated by certain notes which are accented (emphasized), in which case we would say that the unaccented notes in the figure are played with a 'normal' degree of emphasis. This is the case, for instance, in a clave pattern whose notes are spaced evenly across time but with certain notes in the pattern receiving a degree of emphasis which makes them stand out from the others in terms of volume. Therefore, in a clave pattern, we have accented as well as unaccented notes. (Some[who?] might argue that a clave pattern is really only made up of the accented notes, with any unaccented notes being placeholders and not part of the pattern. This is open to debate, and depends largely on instrumentational factors.)
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Yeah it's the dollar and guns
That seduced your sons
That drank your mild and your blood
And it's the roar of the crowd
Telling you to be proud
As the sirens wail through the city
You know the house on the hill?
For the view you would kill
You're serenaded by a helicopter moon
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Now!
Helicopter moon
I'm serenaded
I'm serenaded
Yeah it's the thrill of your tears
You look so young for your years
I swear i'd never have known
And it's the buzz in your ears
As the premier night it nears
You hit the town in a gown made of bone
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Now!
Helicopter moon
I'm serenaded
I'm serenaded
Helicopter moon
I'm serenaded by a helicopter moon
Yeah, yeah, it's the taste of cocain
It's not having no shame
It's a sick little game with no rules
Yeah, it's a taste of your pain
It's not having no shame
It's a sick little game with no rules
It's a sick little game with no rules
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Now!
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Hey! Do you wanna meet my maker?
Now!
Helicopter moon
Serenaded, serenaded