4/9/2016 0 Comments CocoonIt's been awhile since I've written. I guess I've had the attitude of no one else cares so why should I? An awful attitude to have but sometimes it's extremely hard to evade. Of course though my mind can't stop so I've been plotting and scheming again. I've recorded a new single, gotten some photos done and I have a new plan.....again. I'm still just running out of ideas on promotion though, that part will probably just take lots of money and time. I've been so drunk with the thought of success that I can't even enjoy my food or feel the sun on my skin anymore because I feel I'm "Not where im supposed to be".
When I was a kid in school we did experiments where we took care of caterpillars and watched them cocoon and become butterflies and it just blew my tiny kid brain.What an incredible and astounding occurrence of nature, sometimes it's still hard for me to even wrap my head around. The caterpillar digests itself , to where only certain cells survive and create it's adult body,truly the epitome of a rebirth. To withdraw and break down to only your best parts to be reborn as something new, hmm interesting.So my lease is now up at the current place I'm living in,I have signed a lease on a cheap tiny little studio on the ugly side of downtown. This new area is much different yet, very familiar. People selling fruit and soccer jerseys in stands, cheap amazing smelling food and everyone is poor yet somehow happy. My first thought was.....wait am I back in Egypt? I've also gotten a Mac and a recording set up for my little home studio. I'm dropping to three days a week at work, enough to skim by to give me more time and I'm going to fall back in love with creating music. Spend my time in that little studio writing music everyday become better and blah blah blah. As romantic as it sounds it will probably be me banging my head against the wall day in and day out but I do think some amazing material will come from this.Recently I've written music from necessity to keep the dying dream alive but I want to get back to how it was when I first started doing it. I've always thought when in doubt look to nature for answers, although we can be quite unnatural beings, we still came from the earth like all other species. So it is here I will sharpen the tip of the spear, but once again as far a promotion, I have no fucking clue.
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3/12/2016 1 Comment Fire(New single Lyrics)you're not my idol you're my rival I will not be your diciple scorched earth to quench my thirst nothin left on my arrival I need skeptics I need a spark I need a flint for the pyrotechnics hate me, destroy me,forget me, ignore me Yet still I remain I will be molded by pain ricochet death for another day ddon’t let the words all get away You are bound in ways that I am now free if I lived just to appease Choke the life right out of me you've never had a dream and you've never had a cause you can sleep at night in the comfort of my flaws you are not on my side although you like to paint a ruse but since im not like you you cant endorse the things I gotta do I live for purpose, not pleasure fitted in my cap is the feather of my dedication and sacrifice unto this never ending endeavor and I just I love that you hate it my sentiments will be painted on the walls you built to block my view to outline how I'm not like and though my dollar bills are few money never did much for you and it will not protect you from the ghost of neglect so Whisper my name as you slander and mame the only thing that matters to me my existence is your bane but to the few who stoke the flame you rebirth the Phoenix and run through my life blood your love is intravenous from the ashes of failure prop me up again I fight for you sake it's our dreams I will defend Just as the frost Rips the color from the earth life will lie dormant waiting on immanent rebirth with this cycle ill run parallel but i will burrow underground and find the hidden roots and grow inside the vessel of a sound Though it may be cliche The message will be replayed I will not succumb Until they hide my body from the sun my words are a reflex, reaction a culmination of pent up passion I display in rhythmic fashion until my will is established I will focus my anger I will focus vengeance i find the incentives stay alive and relentless you who oppose me and never took the time to know me will feel reverberations as you feed me inspiration 3/6/2016 0 Comments ImpasseI cannot live
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