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A sincere and free exploration through my mind, encouragement for people to let go and allow themselves to be and to grow and to learn.
Suggesting my desire to understand that I deserve to feel big and that it's okay to feel small.
Fear that fitting in and getting absorbed in cultural and technological trends removes us from who we truly are as organic and thinking people.
A mission statement of my wild quest to leave a mark on anyone I come in contact with. To make a genuine connection with people. All we do in this life is affect people in the present on a small scale, sending a chain reaction that will shape the future.
If we are doggedly and genuinely intent on teaching and learning from one another, we will all grow exponentially and affect the world positively and progressively.
Altruism through selfishness: If I can't get you to love and remember me, maybe I'd stick in better there better and make a legacy that outlasts my life if I can get you to remember to love yourself.
lyrics
At times I'm an awkward geek,
but I'll give you a gorgeous week, if you walk with me,
I'm poor and weak, but gimme a chance I've got a bit to offer, please,
talk is cheap, that sort of theme is
what they were leading to mean by freedom of speech.
Here's the riot act, I need it to preach,
Illiterates are spineless hacks it seems we'll see
they're too dull to make the cut, increase or decease
here's a novel, judge it by the cover to cover, read it and weep,
Seriously read in between the lines,
I'm eager to see the signs
of grieving and peace in your eyes
when there are streams on your cheeks as you cry
Any tough exterior that seems so pristine on a guy
Examine the interior, no guts, squeamish feel free to come by
and see a soul that's inexperienced, meager, meek and benign,
No attacks taxed assumed aesthetics accessed,
Hasn't assessed all abject assets that he has yet,
so here's my tactic, welcome to class, yes
sit down lets practice, get to the point like a cactus
or brass tacks, hey that's synonymous colloquially,
Isn't it a sin, all you've missed decoding vocally?
See how fun it can be integrating inquiries linguistically?
Hello masculinity, glad you had the availability,
now lets test your ability with a little vulnerability,
See what testosterone monster dose
can pick up once he drops his whole guard to folks,
Observe how juggernauts are slowed when all alone,
walls are broke and calm is known with flaws exposed!
I want to see Mr. gruff gritty buff quitting,
tough silly bluff fitting in to take up knitting, hug kiddies, pups, kitties,
once blitzkrieg's, done with these instructions he
may appreciate the crushed bricks, beams and destruction scenes
as much as admitting loving cuddling and just simply: stuff's pretty.
If its a circle of life, be well rounded, squares change up,
try angling your smiles to prove the hex are gone, shape up,
There more to living room than vanity, dress or make up,
If you'd only realize all the space your Armour takes up,
You'd have more room for company whenever they come.
I think you bit off more than you could chew when you ate lunch,
The pudding has the proof, so I wrote this verse with 8 cups.
All this food for thought comes off as true and it stays stuck,
At the counter running the numbers on the kitchen stool,
while sharpening my mind's canines bending the silver spoons.
See, hear,
it's bigger than you and I, so be ears,
this ain't just about me peers,
fifty five point three mere
million people die each year,
One could be you or me dear,
so I'm trying to be clear
I've got a heck of a hell of a long way while I speak here,
to etch and to tell in a song way before I leave here.
Why is it a barrage of ideas crowd me when walking and showering?
Is it because I'm cleansed drowning out the noise pollution of outer things?
Could it be that my traveling works on an object in motion etc. mentality?
I've got dirt under my nails, neighboring calluses, it's feeling empowering,
You can't push yourself until you've pushed something towering.
Oh, while on adventures and architecture,
that starts conjectures, “Oh god I bet ya here comes the lecture”:
Have you been to the mall lately? there's advertisements abundantly,
I enjoy the people, but the things that disgust me and puzzle me,
Encumbering companies' stunning streams distractingly flashing ugly,
junk machines with touch screens.
A commercial is an interlude to a bigger picture to enjoy and assess
All these multiplying Ads! Subtract chicanery, deploying duress!
dividing truth when they lie in our minds destroying finesse
They lie to our face then we buy it... but that's the point I guess
I digress, will I die? yes?
But Bruce's will is odd as Will is, when I smith my John Hancock,
I want to invent a clone of my genetic code so I can soil myself in the sandbox,
what a better way to spend the day than burying your old incarnation,
then visit every couple weeks and lay carnations
embracing engraved graves, till your arms start aching?
That's why we crowds been pushing ourselves till our hearts are pounding,
I'm only moving mountains to make graves out them
I'm sharpening my fountain of youth pen's prowess,
so I can imbue them with astounding profoundness.
Call me a “late” bloomer when I push daisy's after I'm grounded.
Because at the end of me, when my staff card's punched stamped and logged,
there's only memories that I've imprinted in your minds to pass along,
On second thought, some time A.D. I know I've got an ad to set in stone
and etch along an upper echelon before I'm dead and gone...
maybe it's better off that a mass of ya'll are
entranced in malls, impressionable and hard headed after all.
See, hear,
it's bigger than you and I, so be ears,
this ain't just about me peers,
fifty five point three mere
million people die each year,
One could be you or me dear,
so I'm trying to be clear
I've got a heck of a hell of a long way while I speak here,
to etch and to tell in a song way before I leave here.
This is creative expression,
displaying my essence,
relaying a message,
strange and eclectic,
greatest intentions,
I don't aim for “impressive”
I'm straining attempting
to make an impression.
Engrave it and etch it.
credits
from The Inevitable Effort,
track released June 10, 2012
Lyrics written and performed by Bruce "AllOne" Pandolfo. Production by Charlie Button. Recording, Mixing and Mastering by Michael Korb.
Left-field rapper, slam poet, singer/songwriter, and author Bruce Pandolfo from Long Island.
Creating to connect. Obsessively exploring and creating art as healing and growing.
Deeply vivid/introspective lyrics populate this ambitious folk rock project. The arrangements span from mellow/minimal to rocking and grandiose. Consistently emotive, unique and sincere. Brilliance. AllOne
Progressive yet punk, aggro yet emotional. One of my favorite bands from Long Island and doing everything they can to live up to their name, raising money for causes and making badass music, AllOne
I have been listening to variations of this album a long time. I remember I was living in a cardboard dumpster when some young guy was like yo dude it's gonna rain come crash on my couch. He played The Many Faces of Oliver Hart for me. I fell in love, I set my favorite track as Rain because we looped it when the rain came. That was one of the early acts of kindness I received in the nearly 20 years I've been homeless. @NomadRoamsFree
