A track by a new author (their 1st song) that was just approved was one I had heard on AudioJungle before… sure enough, I found the same track by a completely different author. Both authors claim to be exclusive authors. Both have 0 sales for this song. So… how did one get it from the other (is one not really exclusive)? ...or did they BOTH steal it from some place else? ...or is it the same guy under two exclusive accounts, submitting the song again under a different name?
If only AudioJungle had a way for reviewers to check the fingerprints of songs already approved… Is this something AudioJungle should collaborate with Soundizer on??
Anyway, a support ticket was submitted.
But I wonder how often this happens.
Let’s be each other’s ears and eyes as best as we can and keep this marketplace safe!
Is that you pictured? Is that you singing?? How old are you???
Yeah, just a couple tweaks and you’re well on your way! Please don’t give up! You could have a very bright future here. AudioJungle needs your fresh, young tastes and ideas, your contagious passion, and desire to do good (just listened to “The Runner”). You’re very talented.
Hang in there!
Congrats on such success! Well deserved.
One year ago in a thread far far away…
What possible meaning could there be for life beyond the Dollar thread?
Over the last year, since reading the initial post, I realized everything I thought about life – money, car, house, family – it was all a sham. DiamondMaster knew something. He, or she, must have.. we still to this day don’t know for certain about the androgynous overlord.. but I knew I had to abandon life as I knew it. There was no going back to the way things were before “Dollar!”. How could you? It was like being awakened from the Matrix.
And yet, despite my newly woken eyes, there was no Morpheus there to guide me.. and so, I abandoned all I knew, that pitiful life of assuming everything I understood was true and correct and anything that seemed sheer nonsense surely held no meaning. How wrong I had been all these years.
And so over the last year, since this epitome, behold I have trekked the ends of the Earth in search of answers.. answers I hoped to bring as some boon back to this privileged community of envato enthusiasts.
In the great mountain ranges of the Andes I sought meaning in the humble lives of shepherds. In the remote arctic regions, knee dip in seal excrement for warmth, I sought the pragmatic understandings from the Eskimos… in the catacombs of the Vatican I roamed, seeking meaning from the deeply religious scrawls on the walls from the bloodied hands of long-dead mad monks … across the vast Sahara I roamed, with nothing but a warm can of Pepsi and my unfaltering belief that Dollar! would guide me. Yet even there, in the most remote oasis, where one chances upon wiltering human-like nomads reluctantly trying to carve a living from the endless sand and scorpions, none could offer a rationale. Blank faces and empty stares. And the occasional fit of uncontrolled laughter. That is all my hardships and hope have yielded me.
And so, on the anniversary of DiamondMaster’s gift to the world, I return to you – a broken man, a humbled man. What ignorance, that I should think I could sacrifice everything in this world that is dear to me, struggle to the inches between living and dying… and all the while expect that, as a result, I shall be granted an answer to this riddle. How utterly I expected it. And how ultimately shallow it proves me to be.
It is with absolute certainty I say to you now that eons have passed and, likely, eons more shall from hereforth, before such great wisdom so freely flows from a master (perhaps an AmethystMaster or a PalladiumMaster next, who knows).. and equally, the human mind shall remain so ill-equiped to deal with the magnitude of these truths. DiamondMaster’s words are like the layer down from string theory yet to be discovered, or the random radio waves pulsating from the heart of the universe we’d like to think are the remnants of the big bang.
That is why it appears nonsense to us. Because of our primitive brains. It is noble to hope to understand, but it is futile to expect to. In some weird kind of Venn diagram, the answer lies in the middle where hope and expectation is cancelled out in the sheer lack of capacity to grasp the truth.
This is the reality of this thread. It puzzles us, it entertains us, but in fact.. it defines us.I don’t consider it the doom of the human race. I’ve gone back to my family, have a new car, and am trying to lead my meaningless life once more, as if it never happened. But I do think the reality of DiamondMaster’s post is it remains a measuring stick – one demonstrating how far we all remain from true enlightenment and understanding.
They mock before post I even!! Dolla and em not en!!!!
NO BHUVAL, NO!!!! WHY, WHY, WHY????
Wow, way to go! Well deserved.
Listen to this song!http://audiojungle.net/item/emotional-journey/8039627
Will Bedford has always released amazing tacks and deserves more sales!