A piece written for the Dove satellites of Planet Labs. It's now in low-earth orbit, inscribed on the side of one of the satellites:  http://www.alexglow.com/space-music-art-spinning-up/

Haven't got a great recording yet, but I wanted to share on the blog. :)

Spinning Up (Draft)

Construction is https://twitter.com/nadyapeek and https://twitter.com/moia

Only Yours was recorded in 4W East Campus MIT and produced by https://twitter.com/patrickdillett at http://www.reservoirstudiosnyc.com

Only Yours

Glasses

[verse 1]

Yeah I wear glasses, so what?
I can make your whole fanbase go nuts
Cause being nerdy is cool, it’s time to grow up
Or maybe you’re a little jelly cause your flow sucks.

I’m sicker than a chick sticking her fingers into her throat tryna throw up 
All the donuts she binged 
in a split second reckoning she’ll never be anything more than a record setter for eating all the donuts

I’m blowing up like a samsung note 7
I open fire, no handgun, no weapon
Damn son, I was rapping back in 07
Back when I was trapped with the Catholics tryna go to heaven
 
And I was rapping with my glasses on
Can’t remember the last time I didn’t have them on
So elastic with the lyrics like an epsilon
They’re an apt representation of my lexicon

So

[hook]
Get off your asses
I’m a rap star, hit em with the glasses
Uh
X2

[verse 2]

Four eyes used to be uncool
So I was a geek in school
My friendgroup was a cesspool of massive tools
Giving me shit because I followed the rules  (shit)

I’ll duel you like I’m Alexander 
I’ll take your ass to school like I’m Bernie Sanders
I’m your chief commander, I exceed the standard
While the cheaters next to me are tryna read my answers

Read too many books, I was ten years old
Got a pair of specs and I said here goes
They made me into a rejected weirdo
And became the lens through which i see the world
So

A mechanism for correcting my retina 
Injected into my identification ended up setting a 
Precedent that nerdy was acceptable
My spectacles
Made me respectable 

Oh!

[hook]
Get off your asses
I’m a rap star, hit em with the glasses
Uh
X4

[verse3]

I’m only getting better and better
I’m feeling unfettered by tethers or pressure to be the mainstream
I used to dream of getting on Letterman 
Then when it ended I settled for making it in my daydreams

But I’m cool now, strange as it may seem
We’re living in the golden age of dank memes
And people dig it when I’m being eccentric 
spitting nonsensical shit like I’m in a game of spaceteam

Maybe I’m a legend in the making cause
The way of my trade is so painstaking but
Maybe it’s the method that I shake it up
Shakespeare on your ass, the rap game is up

Smart is in
And my heart is in it
I’m delivering artful lyrics from start to finish
And when they’re
Stepping onto your pedestal
Kicking you in the genitals
Hitting you in the head you can bet i’ll be wearing my glasses

[hook]
Get off your asses
I’m a rap star, hit em with the glasses
Uh
X2

LEX Is More (Deluxe)

Glasses

Alex Glowaski reading the preface (at the end);
just a teaser, still some cleaning up and additions to add.

Preface (rough teaser cut)

Song for March! The prompt was "Irish Folk", so have a very bad Irish accent!

I'll go down to the auld oke tree,
whar a lass sits waitin' fer me.
She'll rise up on 'er bare black feet
and smile a flash of ivory.

Oh, hand in hand we'll go,
scarcely wit a thought o' woe,
a-laughing, then, afore we know,
the world'll fall to far below.

[Tho, ye know, it's just a dream.
Nothin's lovely as it seems.
Oh, ye know, such stories told,
she's dancin' in my antipode.]

We'll go down to the auld oke tree,
a-humming in sweet harmony,
her starless face a lovely scene
and mine that can't stop smiling.

Wit her hair as jet blak wool,
dark eyes turn me wise to fool,
voice as clear as gentle pool,
them'll be her trusty tools. 

I'll take her by the hand
my faith shall she demand.
Oh, I'll then give it 
with the fervor o' the damned.

[Chorus]

I went dahn to the auld oke tree,
rested there beneath its leaves.
Still, but for a perfect breeze
and absolutely empty.

Can I miss what I've not had?
Maybe nothin's not so bad,
for tho I am a lonesome lad,
this auld oke tree has found me.

[Chorus]

Auld Oke Tree

Nervous
by Construction - Nadya Peek and Marko Ahtisaari 
http://nstruction.co 

from the EP We're Great Thanks for Asking (2020) 

Bandcamp: https://nstructionco.bandcamp.com/album/were-great-thanks-for-asking
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/5r8I6PfZMUcQPEoRQG0Yof?si=KgcLUMinTee7le9h8GFMOw&dl_branch=1
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/fi/album/were-great-thanks-for-asking-ep/1542829023

Recorded while traveling. Produced by Pat Dillett (David Byrne, Brian Eno, St. Vincent) at Reservoir Studios in New York. Mastered by Guy Davie (Jon Hopkins, King Krule, Four Tet) at Electric Mastering London. 

Cover art by Aiala Hernando and Addie Wagenknecht from the series relationship status:
https://www.placesiveneverbeen.com/works/relationship-status

Spinning Up (Draft)

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