Previously unavailable, a second limited run of my debut album in a jewel cases featuring some beautiful conceptual photography by Gina Tomitz and Cory Ingram, including background information on the creation of the album in the liner notes.
Includes unlimited streaming of Coal Aberrations
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
John Myles wrote this song nearly 30 years ago, or so he told me when I met him after a performance in February 2010. He said he'd been looking for a rapper all these years to write to it, I was honored to be the person to fulfill that, seemingly to his satisfaction.
lyrics
AllOne's Verse:
Street veterans with no heroes or heroins, just the one they're peddling
and inject in them, as they morn the absence of dead heroes that protected them.
In the wreckage left of this haggard urban
compassion abandoned gangland babylong-gone
tots nimbly naively hopscotch in father figure faded off chalk shapes,
Where mothers hope to keep their daughters safe,
and son's are lost of they're caught going on the train the wrong way
or were engaged in ball too late, where girls just grown are awfully raped,
old enough to want escape young enough though to recall a game
of jump rope with caution tape,
synchronizing steps with symphonies acquired
by the wolf-gang war near gunshots fired,
while you can barely hear the distant diabolic whining
of dominantly dirty cop's sirens,
The good ones are frightened
and the bad ones are frightening
and frankly its tiring
the plethora of reports teen orphans call in,
about how often reports reap poor brothers fallen,
we all wish it would halt, yet don't help stop it,
the only offered caliber education at a constant,
obtained is retaining what the stock of a glock is,
and if you don't have a quick draw kid you'll retain some lead,
you can bet they wont be quick to draw your shape on the cement,
As the days event's of drug hustles remain swept
under the rug smuggled, laying it over blood puddles
for the white white collar numbskulls,
who've never succumbed to struggle,
to get offended or become puzzled.
By the image of a human skull imbued with slugs,
We just damn up the flood of the damned so they're comfortable
In their monochromatic leave it to beaver lives,
don't want em to panic, grieve or be surprised,
So they continue producing products to keep us enticed
Including the kids killed commanded in streets each night
by coveting veteran gang's leaders to fight
for colors more important for them than stars, stripes and eagle's flight,
that floats above most of us that seem to like to believe we're all alright,
but come down to our town and see some sights,
observe some of these evil plights,
Your views of peace just might
change if you can escape and leave with your life.
credits
from Coal Aberrations,
track released June 27, 2010
John Myles: guitar, vocals, lyrics.
AllOne: Vocals, lyrics,
Michael Korb: Bass
Michael Setteducati: drums
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