I haven't even a clue as to how Virginian rapper "Dyslexia" and I met on the internet (it might have been as I searched for people to perform with in Virginia on tour), but we had a mutual respect for one another and he and UK producer "Sik Sense" were working on a collaborative project with various artists from across the globe, and they were nice enough to invite me on this project!
I took this song as an opportunity to talk a lot about the connection that an artist has with their craft and how they use that as a means of calculated and visceral communication with their audience. My verse is a tribute to how much the AllOne family means to me and how I truly believe that as an artist you have to importantly and honestly communicate with your listeners in order to earn their trust and respect, and how I endeavor to do so and how I intend to keep that connection and that feedback loop burning strong.
lyrics
Exist to radiate a bathing ray of amity,
to satiate those craving haven in a calming clarity,
Casting the...
net to catch ever present effervescence affably,
admirably dabble in dialogues didactically daring to dash disparity,
Dazzling,
that's to be the adjective I use,
when I analyze the beauty
of the path I'm stamping through.
Catalyze my muse,
in a cabin-fever-dream infused
with a tractor beam that seized the bloom of a,
Knowledge tree with roots,
the growth I'm groping grappling with clues,
of the glow, lassoing the noose poach the passion I pursue
as a means of grasping gleaning truth.
chatter chapters that I choose
to channel, challenging and chewed
thawed thoughts as I feed the food
to the family accrued
from the travels with my music!
Warm love? That's what I'm imbued with,
amiably moved by their gratified views it's
Extracted and exhumed, baffling it boosts.
Warm love, drawn up to fuel us to keep on trucking
like R. Crumb,
Vitally we're all grown up carved from stardust finally
Fiery fulcrum, if ever I'm idle,
For every word I've spoken,
you're a spoke in my life cycle,
Spiting dire doldrums,
pyre proposed composed of ring of fire, Pyro
Light bulb blush I'm a moth to it's flame,
forgo fortune and fame,
for the warmth of your blaze.
Your warm loving praise's persistence,
that's what keeps the ends of wick lit,
When the storm comes I share an ember with the frigid.
Warm love, I only ever get it cause I give it,
A hearth of mirth arisen out of familial friction,
AllOne: sew social souls sparking cinders.
The gathering of kinship round the crackling of kindling.
Kismet I write stories "To Build A Fire" like Jack London,
Intending to shed light that burns debt by giving back something.
Like warm love.
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
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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