Lots of politics and tech and life up here but through it all I keep the music spinning. We are the music makers and the music lovers.
Here’s just one of many vocal runs by 2MERICA’s chief vocalist 7M.
This dude is one of my favorite wrappers.
Want it need it program you deleted no need for cheating when a heart’s not beating No mouth or attitude
one plug one love
last chance connection
I hope you’ve been debugged Raise the rug
crying buckets full of truth
my little sugar triangle
who’s feeling who?
I’ve been feeling prolific and proficient lately
got those legs pumping and ain’t giving up no ground.So many opportunites with so little cash,
so much fun to be had makin the dash,
but I have big billskys, crying babeskys swirling around.
On I march through thick and thin
living the best in the skin I’m in.
I borrow old song lines when I post as a crutch, I know,
but my crippled ass is on a mission.
What can I say I have no rhyme but lots of reasons.
I have two books in the works
because I want to publish something beautiful for the shelf
or the table or your bag: -1 is a book of 2merica imagery and lyrics,
the other is a book of my writing, mainly poetry.
Both are in production now but I have no firm timeline. Surprise.
They will of course be for sale online.
Also, the next 2 tracks from Scherzo Elskorpion
are almost ready for mastering.
Like the debut “Never Met Tomorrow”,
they are full band let’s go all the way affairs
and I think you will dig both
“Keep Steady” and “Mass Entertainment”.
Now if I could only finish
the remaining 2 tracks and put out all 5 on vinyl
I’d be the most happiest boy alive.
That’s a nice long term goal, please check with me on that one later.
So its been a long while i know
But much has been happening around me
Since i last opened my space
And your face to my reality
A new studio has sprung
Bigger harder stronger than the last one
The Flux-adel Recording Division
Is open for business. As they say,
Recording is progress
2merica is as vital as ever
Better late than never
El motto de skorpions!
Pedal hard my darlings
Cuz the devil is on our tail
Too many corporate bands biting
Our sound style idea hope
I ain’t mad at this compliment
It’s my fave way to cope
Although i admit no shortage of hope
In town and around the globe
I am watching the former foreign fear peddlers
Spin themselves into an American
Dream turned nightmare for their corporate sponsored
Worker fearing apocalyptic vision of our very beautiful
Present. Tense sense of relief.
And oh yeah we started a bad ass new band.
The Bushes have quietly waved
Goodbye and returned to Texas
and we survived.
God Bless us all, hallelujah!
Only stronger and perhaps
Smarter… yeah right
But at least our new prez
Don’t get stage fright
And talks to us like we’ve actually
Been walking on this earth more than a decade
There is something beyond the base –
Perhaps it is simple math
done by moving the decimal
Maybe it is as obvious as the 10 digits hanging
at the end of our arms when we are born.
Does someone missing a finger work better in nines?
Point being the term “decade” and it’s intrigue.
When freed from the VH1 confines
of loving the 1st integer and ignoring the rest
a decade can prove to be even more interesting
Did music change more from 1980 to 1990
Music talk is for arguing. What about your life?
Surely no one’s life is tied to 0-9
but we can change dramatically in 10 years.
Perhaps we just like grouping things
in ways we can handle
We might live 80 years but 80 is too far out there.
Tell me 80 phone numbers from memory.
80 books you’ve read, 80 basketball players,
80 stories about your cute and hyper-intelligent kid(s)
Even our favorite topics don’t usually go 80 deep
Nor would you carry general reviews of each of your 80 years with you…
See 1983 was different from 1985 in many ways….. yawn….. ok grandpa.
A decade though? Well even the best of us won’t see more than 10 of those
More like 5-6 full of memories for most of us
So yeah, grouping things in 10 doesn’t bother me in the least
I just ask that you consider sliding your start and end points
and seeing what you find
I just found this, written about 10 years ago. Prescient, eh?
[“Synthesizer Man”, words by Andre Benjamin]
give me a drug
so I can make seven babies
pump my breasts up
can you suck the fat up?
please make my life appear
like ain’t no such thing as bad luck
my nose ain’t right –
think I need a new one
just take your pick
a yellow, red, black, or a blue one
synthesizer preachers can reach you
up in the pulpit
who a bitch?
give me my gat
so I can smoke this nigga
tell his momma not to cry
because they can clone him quicker
than it took his daddy to make him
nigga’s bitin’ verbatim
thought provokin’ records
radio never played ’em
instant quick grits, new, improved
hurry hurry, rush rush, world on the move
marijuana illegal but cigarettes cool
I might look kinda funny but ain’t no fool
now if you wanna synthesize I empathize,
now if you wanna synthesize I empathize
but if you synthesize
I will understand
your synthesizer man