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[speed]
They gave it to us.
Luckily I was given mostly everything.
And all I’d like is something from nothing.
Because we all have that nothing inside, and it’s constantly trying to break our ribs or consciouses or souls to get out but never really truly can because noone remembers anyone for anything anymore unless a name stays plastered in LED lights or overpainted on the top floor of a corporate office. I guess it’s good for economic growth, which loves consumerism to death, literally.
Which is why I take it. I take anything and everything that I can get, especially if my friends do too. Because there’s no smell closer to friendship than slow, calculated death. Just ask google.
I’m done justifying it, it’s just what I’m doing. Fuck, inspiration’s hard to come by these days, just ask James.
But fuck inspiration, fuck everything, man. There’s no reason for anyone to care about the most beautiful something unless they knew about it when it was nothing and had at least 10% vested.
So here we lie, unknown prisms in the starry night, untouched and utterly repulsive to passerby, especially when you speak the way I do.
Flying over this bullshit makeshift construct of selfcentered loathing and cyclic apathy, I’m thinking that maybe my Letter is still lost, and not even the surreptitious spells would summon it.
Rewriting them isn’t very difficult, though, and it’s fun as hell, too.
Maybe if we make enough fun pointed at those stars they’ll start to shine through us and before we know it this grayscale landscape will bleed the colors of faith, loyalty, determination, knowledge of self, prosperity, eternity, equality, with just a hint of love. Oh, because if more than a hint grazes the earth the fucking grass would sprout legs and run for the hills.
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Never stop listening, learning, or creating. Life will pass, but your creations are the only things thy may stay. It doesn’t matter if they do, because, in the end, nothing matters. Only that you tried. And like James says below, it’s all in how hard you grind in pursuit of dopeness. Stack the paper, yeah, because you’re kind of a bitch and not confident in your creative abilities, but also because you have an incredible opportunity to do so. But once you have, save just enough for the education of your dependents and then risk everything and never stop believing in what you KNOW and life will be GOOD - note to self
The difference between classic music and the music of today is certainly in the skill level. In the days of dynamic music you couldn’t just go in the studio (or home) and make the same shit as Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder or Prince! In fact, you STILL cant! It took years of practice (The Beatles) and access to special equipment that required extensive training to use. Real orchestras instead of VSTs, an actual drummer in place of someone else’s actual drumming, and occasionally a person who could legitimately sing! The technology we have now removes all imaginable limits on creativity, but in the name of declining (*not by much) IQ scores and attention spans - an entire generation of musicians and listeners with low standards has been born, making music thats easy to remember (and forget) and extremely easy to create! In the music business we have now suffered from decades of people catering to moneyless non-consumers like children and critics, and an entire community of creatives and executives scratching their heads and wondering where all the good music went. We collectively saw the money and said fuck this, I’m not learning how to play shit! We got the money/power and gave our friends and relatives jobs! We blew the money and blamed everyone and every thing except for the unqualified man-in-the-mirror and convinced ourselves that we were still the reservation-only restaurant and not a McDonalds kiosk. It killed the business, and out of its body grew the Multi-Million $ Independent Label - from Master P to Macklemore, and a million new expressions of creativity and ways to monetize. The truth is music business, if you haven’t realized the hidden success factor that makes Adele, Taylor Swift, Bruno or Frank resonate - its the FN MUSIC! The SONGS have to be GOOD! Not the same genre, or tempo, or look (*music doesn’t have a look), or even the same appeal to the same demographic - but the same FEELING when you hear it, the one that lasts for fuckin forever. The People get it (look at who’s selling the most these days!) The only music execs and critics should be people who have accomplished something in the field of music that deems them qualified and worthy - and even those people should step down if and when the day comes that they start thinking our success comes more from marketing and research than the actual product itself. It all boils down to the support of the consumer and the corporate vendor (ads) - The money comes from Ads and Sales guys! No one has to buy anything anymore! Any and all sales in this day and age are from the support of someone who cares about the artist - the more effort you put into your product and content, the more engaged your audience will be. The people I’m talking about are largely dumb as fuck and won’t make it to the bottom of this very short essay - but this isn’t for them…its for YOU! Who and whatever you are, you’re a part of this! You are the person that settles for mediocrity or doesn’t - that feels the need to constantly express their unsolicited opinion or spend that time improving yourself - that bragged about the hit song you wrote in 15 minutes or took however long you needed to make the best music you could make. You are a soldier in the war for Dope vs Money - this goes way beyond music, and way into real life - we all need to refocus and we’re all going to have to pick a side as the gap between those who are in pursuit of money, and those who are in the pursuit of dopeness quickly grows from something you trip over to something you fall into.
ps I personally plan to fly over.by James Fauntleroy. (via fauntleroy) -
I dont know if this is really the original Kitchen Cutlery album from back when Earl was Sly Tendencies, but it’s got some pretty good unheard parts of the unreleased Earl song’s we’re familiar with. Give it a listen
know your rootz
Posted on December 11, 2012 via CHEEJOEKAY with 7 notes
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Click The Photo To Download “The Odd Future Sessions” (With Rare Based Bonus Tracks)
so dope
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The Pursuit…
Posted on July 9, 2012 via Cocaine 80s with 161 notes
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holoscenery
How many miles can I see for?
I’ll never know, the tide my guide in this life of lore
Buried pages in the sand
Tell of pains of love and light’s command
The shore is replaced with her bow
The tide abounds, the sky collides and rain pours down
Shattered masts and tattered maps
I float away toward another landAnd at once I see I was not magnificent
Before the storm a tethered boat, a note I wrote
To keep the Moon and Stars afloat
A wish I made and now I wait to unharness it
And sail away in its serenityUntil that day I will wander miles and miles and miles
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Posted on December 22, 2011 via with 448 notes
Source: inspirefirst.com
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red sky
when apollo gives the nod he’s off
with a map, sack lunch, and the clothes on his back
by the time they read whats written on the napkin
he’ll be in a sea of foreign faces starting to gain traction
when the axle breaks
fog covers the ocean and the lights start to fade
to black then to white again, band around his wrist
too much snow on his tires and potion on his lips
He never got a grip so he let go for good
or so he thought - the sea shimmered glossy in his after thoughts
And after thought, “the salt water tasted too sweet
for me to keep sleepin on what my tongue seeks”
And start dreamin he did
About what could have been
And what should be
And what will
Bright red sky
His choice: day or night




