#andscene: ep. 1.11.27

mood: #keys open chords.

ring: and you thought it was only in movies, as you wish all your dreams would come true. it ain’t the first time, believe me… the clock on the wall’s moving slower, it sinks into the ground… i’ll run in the #rain till i’m breathless, when i’m breathless i’ll run till i drop. the thoughts of a fool’s kind of careless… just a fool waiting on the wrong block… light that i found.


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#andscene: ep. 12.28.27

mood: going through my closets finding clothes that poets rhyme… 

ring: i’ve overheard your theory, “nostalgia’s for geeks…” i guess, sir, if you say so – some of us just like to read. one second i’m a muse, then suddenly the muse is three. pop culture was in art, now art and pop culture in me…


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my-fi: ep. “swiper”

I’m an interesting one, like many. I love and live my music. Music is the score of said life. So, a playlist sonic biography of the slightly younger, significantly wiser self.  Mood music … immune muses … Just a spin in the soundtrack of swipe’s life… Enjoi.

I see in sounds: my selfie is a soundtrack.

The (S)tar Spangled Banner – Whitney Houston [1991]

Pledge allegiance. The dawn, the genesis. Born stellar.

(W)ho Do You Think You Are – Spice Girls [1996]

When this launched, who did I think I was… who did I perceive myself to be… well, I was a bouncing Baltimore baby, the charmed second, bite-sized cerebral stellar body in orbital training, traversing the globe from within the four walls of my elementary boudoir. Reach up, maintain soul, get down, claim control… move, swing, shake, for life, for lyric, for rhyme, or reason (whichever’s in season): a la mode, a la monarchy, nine years young, forever the groovy one… cheers.
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#andscene: ep. 1.10.27

mood: “our gift: our #challenge.”

ring: now it’s time for our wrap up, let’s give it everything we’ve got. ready? begin: … don #dada on the down low, eating other with each and every energetic, episode elevated etiquitte. furious fat fabulous fantastic, flurries of #funk felt feeding the fanatics. gift got great global goods gone glorious. getting in his game with the goriest. hit em high, hella height #historical. imitators idolize, in an instant, i’ll rise … juiced on my #jams like jheri curls jocking joints. justly it’s just me, writing my #journals. kindly i’m kindling all kinds of #ink on karate kick type of brits in my kingdom… let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is learned just to lose my livery. my mind makes marvelous moves, masses marvel and move…

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#andscene: ep. 12.13.27

mood: nowhere to grow, but…

ring: some silicone sister, with her manager mister, told me I got what it takes. she said, i’ll turn you on sonny to something strong, play the song with the funky break. and go-kart mozart was checking out the weather chart, to see if it was safe outside, and little early pearly came by in his curly-wurly, and asked me if i needed a ride, asked me if I needed a ride… ’cause she was blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night. blinded by the light. she got down but she never got tight, she’s gonna make it to the night, she’s gonna make it through the night… Mama always told me not to look into the #eyes of the #sun – but Mama, that’s where the fun is…


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re:take ep. 2: wonderlaust

I date many things… cities, sounds, dreams. These things happen. When I date sounds, it is a full-stop courtship: get to know their interests, their background, their dreams, with whom they engage, do they have siblings, where do they post up to get down – can they read. These things. Eventually, the dalliance fades and something worthwhile is made. Eventually, we mix a master, and reverberate rhythms of the most loyal low-fidelity.

All of this is to say, I mingle with sonic musings. I’m a made match for muses. What does a first date sound like? Like the first take. It’s slow on the uptake, but fairly deliberate. It finds a track it grooves with, and explores it from myriad angles, pitches, and plays. We talk about life, shared experiences, we find lyrical camaraderie and beat-driven commonality. We find freedom in the music. There’s liberation in improvisation. You take an understood foundation and say: “I know you, you know you – here’s how I hear you, here’s how you appear to my ears… Here’s how the finished product unravels into the unknown.”

It gets weird. It remains inspired. It leaves few scores unsettled. It’s somewhat manic. It’s experimental. It is not interested in how you move, more so in the guarantee that you move and what compels you to move at all. It, takes, its, time.

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#andscene: ep. 12.23.27

mood: “Mom was an #import. Dad was a 40.” … #face of a decade.

ring: summertime and the livin’ is easy… your daddy’s rich and your mama’s good-looking, so hush little baby, don’t you cry… one of these mornings you’re gonna rise up singing, you’re gonna spread your #wings and you’ll take to the sky. but until that morning, there ain’t nothing gonna harm you, with your mama and daddy standing by…

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Low-Fi Reverb: Tune in, Turn On, Tap Pop #getlifted

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