They ask me if I make music (on the level I make it on) for money. I say no. They ask if it’s for fame. I say no. Then why, they ask.
To provide rhythm and poetry over abstract, bebop grooves.
My pain has became my flame. And I don’t need pain to provide flame. No longer will I search for pain. In any kind of relationship.
New vlog, coming soon.
-so mote it be
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