Sunday 26 July 2009

14 Years: Nostalgia

This is the first time I've written a poem in about 3-4 years and it has to be listened to the Fat Jon track , 14 Years, for the whole bang. Peace!



The quaint sound of a broken record permeates the room,
Its chicago jazz dancing across like a debutante searching for a groom.
The reverberations puncuate my ear, searching
for a cerebral bank of memories

The trigger sets off a forest of sepia toned feeling,
With falling autumn leaves hung in suspense in the eternity of mind.
I walk through my mind's eye and touch the blue and white ceiling
of clouds; my hand caressing their warm innocence inside.

I dive into the rush of calm nostalgia,
Swimming in a rouge ocean of tender
Romantism. I stop and float into the cerulean depths of meloncholy
Drifting to the bottom, looking for the tranquility,
With an anchor weighting for the moment.

A dark bed bursts, body flung up and a whisk of wind!
The scent of the gale generously gliding over
Pulling -- into a kaleidoscope of sound
With the echo coating the apoethetic snow-capped mountains, green vistas and golden deserts.

The cosmic rhythm guides me freely, Inviting me, before the eyes open
And the broken record has started again.











Omni

It's a song by Five Deez, a hip hop group from cincinatti with Fat Jon as the producer (you can hear his sound all over this album). Their actual name stands for the fifth dimension, which according to them is the "dimension where you experience music". Kinda cool eh? Some of their lyrics are pretty deep and interesting when you engage with it, especially one that goes "And times change, like the falling autumn leaves, personalities are cemented in this present state, most people become content, no thoughts of more buildin' off now". You know what? lemme just post that shizzle up:

(When in the world are you going to settle down

and start doing something with yourself?)



[Hook 2X]

I know what you wanna know
(An intellectual, fate offers no hint)

I see what you wanna see

(I think I might like to see you)



[Verse 1]

Now you know the way I wanna be

You see the direction, create the cross sections

Movin' me to places to soak up the lessons

Dried my tears years ago with no question

But you seem better from the back

More space to function with

Motion's not restricted to what I give it

Completely fill your area like liquid

No untouched surface greater than what's less

Than is expected of all men

Projected a few before you elected a few

(Who knew?) I would be the one you had to have

Full body massage with the words of my choice

Sound healin' is produced with the science of man

You should keep your eye on it if you rely on it

Chase whatever makes you wanna change vapor

Understanding consequences

What exactly is this? Who exactly are you?

Are you me enough to know what I know when

You seein' us

I watch it all begin to spin over and over again

But it's never the same I feel

And when I finish the sentence what really remains?

Now I'm boardin' the plane to go exist on another



[Hook 2X]



[Verse 2]

(Close) I haven't been this way with most

Learned aggression, hate, and love too

A lotta what I think is based off my perception

As I travel, it makes sense, movin' me mo'

And times change

Like the fallin' autumn leaves, personalities are cemented

In this present state, most people become content

No thoughts of more, only buildin' off the now but

Then never changes, at least we never see it

We want what will be to be beautiful and just to happen

(But it doesn't work that way)

(It all stays the same at the end of the evenin')

You lay and contemplate sunrise and sundown

Who made the best decisions?

Was it you, somebody you know, or a stranger?

And if anything, what did you learn?

Are you equipped to just weep? (No shame)

Because you know what life is

A collection of seconds that we watch go by

And some times for not and at sometimes for

But all times livin' with a question on ya mind

Pain and freedom, fear and independence

Chances, mind games, war, and only breathin'

Unknown to known facts, insecurities

Confidence, sadness, faith, and what you know now



[Hook 2x]

Saturday 25 July 2009

Afterthought

Whenever I listen to this sort of alternative hip hop I'm always transported to another world. One full of nostalgia, melancholy, happiness and a tranquil calm all in one. It's like trip hop but just more hypnotic because it has this constant rhythm that keeps you drawn in while the accommodating music around it takes you to the other places, all drawing you out in different directions simultaneously but without feeling too straining. I'm just in this really tripped out mood, glossing over my cerebral photobank about the past. Having so much time to yourself to think is really good at first, but as time goes on it kind of wears on you - having only your thoughts and fears about insecurities to occupy your mind can only change your perception of reality and relationships and as a result you tend to shy away, unsure of what to do for things and doubt the potential for the future.

Sigh, ah well good times, bad times eh?