Shout out to Bob M. and Bruce L. 🥹💦

I grew up in a bi-racial French (Senegal) family, where Bob Marley was king of Sunday family music. Understanding Bruce Lee’s wisdom came later for me, but(t) bananas don’t discriminate 🍌

Also, I finally looked up my options for audio mastering (woohoo:) 🎧

Flow like Water, My Friend

“Everybody is genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is stupid.”—Albert Einstein 

One thing I believe is that children hold more genius than we let them be! This song is a thank you to Albert, and also a love song for ‘em kids—kinda like a lullaby I would sing to my child, if I had one… because growing up in a world gone bananas sure ain’t easy!

Also, fun nerd fact: Math never came easy to me, but I always felt it was a form of language that can help explain things words cannot, kinda like poetry… and—it just recently recently occurred to me— my favorite humanists are all genius mathematicians 🥸 there’s Albert, whose wisdom of the heart was just as great as his earthly physics contributions, and then, there’s Blaise (Pascal), and Bertrand (Russel). I’ll be praying they form a post-punk band in heaven called “my dead genius boyfriends” 🤘

—
Genius, you see,
If you judge a fish by climbing trees,
It won’t be free,
It’s true, it’s true, so don’t you doubt your mind,
You’re one of a kind,
And I hope you find,
Your worth inside.

In life, we all see,
That there’s a way we’re meant to be,
But don’t agree,
With the rules they set for you, ‘cause you’re,
More than they know,
Just let it show,
You’ll find your glow.

(Chorus)
Don’t feel small, don’t feel small, don’t feel small,
You’ve got it all inside,
Your wings just need to fly.
They’ll see it too, see it too, see it too,
Once you believe it’s true,
That genius lives in you.

They’ll try to say,
You should fit into their way,
But don’t obey,
You’ve got gifts they cannot see, and so,
Let yourself shine,
Don’t stay behind,
You’ll change their mind.

(Chorus)
Don’t feel small, don’t feel small, don’t feel small,
You’ve got it all inside,
Your wings just need to fly.
They’ll see it too, see it too, see it too,
Once you believe it’s true,
That genius lives in you.

Genius, you see,
If you judge a fish by climbing trees,
It won’t be free,
But you’re meant to be, just as you are,
Shine like a star,
You’ll go so far,
‘Cause you’re a work of art.

Genius, You See V.1 • Indie Jazz Folk Lullaby  • sutraKNOW inspired by Albert Einstein

(sorry for feed noise--fingers crossed SoundCloud upload feature doesn't fail me this time... there are 7 tracks, but only one is uploading. Weird new BUG? Or is me--god forbid lol--Hopefully third time's a charm) 

This one is inspired by David Bowie's Space Oddity song, and (the other life of underrated poet) Ben Stiller... and also, Max, in New York :)

New Normalcy, Space Oddity ☰ BURLESQUEsutra

New Normalcy, Space Oddity ☰ BANJOsutra



@bananasutra "Fotus Circus" lyrics series primarily inspired by Ginsberg, Orwell, and Huxley, VOL. 4 of 4 -- with songs that feature an extra shout out for FOTUS plastic straws priorities, ha.

I created those songs many months ago already, I remember my heart felt much lighter then. Now, it kinda feels like an overdue dump, ha. I still like the song(s) tho, and Fotus Circus is very much happening, booming even... So, I figured I might as share 'em circus tracks <3  

For full disclosure, I'm sorry to report that the Fotus Circus "situation" we're in has gotten sooo much worse since then. That, and also, I understand WTH is happening better. And I'm telling you, he's only getting started! Mass deportations were just a highlight of the warm up, the prequel. Are you ready for the Mass Incarcerations show next?!

And in case you're wondering, nah, there is no end game; at least none that makes sense. His primary goal simply is to satisfy his pathological need for control and cash; he does not care to govern, well to the contrary, he is completely amoral, only operates in a transactional mode, and ruining his country for personal strategic reasons, slowly but surely engineering dissent, setting the scene! It's so tragic--literally, in the Greek sense of the word tragedy, which is a situation where ultimately, in fact, everybody loses... and their hated for "wokeness" (sic) and BS about "empathy being dangerous" is not only strategic (because that is what the people need most to fight fasc!sm), it is also pathologic--they fear it because they are devoid of it, literally unable to feel compassion for anyone else but themselves... hence the need to control. Sigh. If only they weren't so malicious and cruel too.  Boo. #deepbreath

Now step right in, kind people, have fun at the Circus show  🎪🏴‍☠️

[08] FOTUS Circus VOL. 04 • Step Right Up, Murica Freaks (paper staws) • DUB QUACKsutra

This song is a spin off an unreleased song titled “Obscene Profanities”, or maybe “Profane Obscenities”; I still can’t decide, ha. Who knows anyway, and who cares? I only know the insane, toxic spectacle that is the American Administration Ego & Greed Masquerade Gone Bananas makes absolutely no sense; that is the least I can say, I guess. Yet, I can’t help but(t) care, deeply—for the people, and history, truth, justice, liberty, equality, fraternity, you know, logic, progress, and humanity? (God knows) I’m so, so struggling, if only to find the words, the words that match the depth of my dismay, my literal sidération, which TBCH is turning into deeper despair everyday. That much I know I know, I’m afraid. And FWIW, candor is my superpower, and I excel at ruminating, too LOL... Sigh. Ah. 

"If We Had But(t) The Truth."

I wrote the song(s) on Easter weekend, after suffering yet again the insanity that is watching (only because he’s overwhelmingly polluting my feeds, no matter how much I don’t want #metoo) FOTUS—aka the only convict rap!st Felon Christian Supremacist Dictator who took the presidential Oath without putting his hand on the Bible—quacking like the shameless, soulless liar he is, acting as pompous as ever, speaking of gratitude and holy afterlife, AS IF! 

This EPx5 series could def use some mastering love, but(t) considering the ambient mediocrity, and the fact it’s basically sung with puke in my mouth, I figured, it’s only more authentic this way, ha (I wish I was laughing, I quack you not, butt)…

@bananasutra lyrics:

If we had but the truth, 
Not twisted for profit, 
If we had but the faith, 
Untouched by a wallet, 
If we had but the vows, 
Still sacred, still solemn, 
If we had but the hands, 
Unsoiled by gold columns
We could maybe still sing, 
We could maybe still hope, 
We could maybe still breathe, 
Through the tightening rope.

If we had but the law, 
Not bartered for favors, 
If we had but the grace, 
Not clutched by defamers, 
If we had but the oaths, 
Not smirked into silence, 
If we had but the cross, 
Not wielded with violence
We could maybe still stand, 
We could maybe still trust, 
We could maybe still find 
A soul left in the dust.

But instead we have blaspheme, 
And a flag wrapped in shame, 
And the sacred made market, 
And the market made game. 
We have pulpits of poison, 
We have temples of greed, 
We have prayers made of profit, 
We have sins without need.

We have kings without conscience, 
We have crowns made of lies, 
We have scriptures rewritten 
By the hungriest eyes. 
We have banners of virtue, 
Waved by hands that defile, 
We have piety pimped out, 
To the loudest denial.

If we had but the shame, 
If we had but the grief, 
If we wept for the ruin, 
Not profaned disbelief
We might still be obscene, 
But we'd know we were wrong. 
Instead we call this just another day gone.

 Just another day gone...

#deepbreath


[03] If We Had But(t) The Truth (Not The Quack) (low) - Drum INDIEsutra

Light me up, librarian lover… and "Read Me Harder" EPX19 📚💨
Side A x9 = Gypsy HopFi Fusion BURLESQUE Edition
Side B x10 = Psychedelic Americana BLUES Edition

I was listening to my "S.S. is for Sacred Sp3rm" EP when I saw yet another one of those daily terrifying #breakingnews social media posts, listing #books recently #banned from the (remaining) U.S. Public Schools and Libraries #circa2025 
1. The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood
2. Brave New World, by Aldous Huxley
3. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
4. 1984 by George Orwell
5. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
6. The perks of being a wallflower, by Stephen Chbovsky
7. The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison 
8. Sold by Patricia McCormick
9. Maus by Art Spiegelman
10. An African and Latinx History of the United States by Paul Ortiz

So then, I had to write a "B.B. is for BANNED BOOKS" song, to honor my favorite authors on this list, because WOW... HOW freaking SCARY of an #americanhorror #truestory IS THAT?! 

☆☆☆
@bananasutra lyrics:

[Intro]
They banned the truth for being rude…
But baby, rude is how we bloom.
So light me up, librarian lover…
and read me harder.
B.B. is for Banned Books,
and Badass Brains.

[Verse 1 – Harper Lee & Art Spiegelman]
Harper told me, “Mock me, kill me,” still I sing,
Truth’s a mockingbird with wings.
Art drew the pain, a mouse in flame,
He said, “Remember, never tame.”
You can ban my ink, but not my roar,
I’ll scratch your walls, and write some more.

[Chorus]
They banned the books but not the beat,
Banned the thought but not the heat,
Banned the love but not the street.
So read me, baby, read me sweet!
If thinking’s sin, I’ll take the blame,
Desire and truth are one and same.

[Verse 2 – Aldous Huxley & Margaret Atwood]
Aldous whispered, “Take your soma, stay asleep,”
But sugar, freedom don’t come cheap.
Atwood smirked, “Blessed be the fruit,”
Then laced her boots and staged a coup.
Pop your soma, hush your fear,
But holy lust still lights us clear.

[Bridge – George Orwell & Ray Bradbury]
Big Brother’s watching, Ray lit the spark,
Said, “Burn the dark, not those who mark.”
Orwell winked through smoke and steam,
“Truth’s a thoughtcrime, love’s the dream.”
You can’t delete what won’t forget,
We’re the match they can’t reset.

[Final Chorus]
They banned the books but not the beat,
Banned the thought but not the heat,
Banned the love but not the street.
So read me, baby, read me sweet!
Truth’s taboo, but damn, it’s neat,
Come turn the page with me.

[Outro]
For Harper Lee, Art Spiegelman, Aldous Huxley, Margaret Atwood,
George Orwell, and Ray Bradbury,
for every mind they tried to muzzle.
We see you.
We feel you.
And we’ll keep reading you harder. 


Side B [04] READ ME HARDER (BB for Banned Books) - SHOWsutra Psychedelic Destiny Banjo BLUES

Side A x15 : French World Indie Jazz Duende Burlesque Fusion Edition 
Side B x13 : Psychedelic Americana Blues LoFi Trip Dub Punk Rock Edition

Parce que quand on aime, au fond, c'est pour toujours, comme une chanson!
Celle-ci est pour ma tante Martine, qui me (nous) manque... 
Fav line: 
Oh "Les leçons à la putain con de philipine*, 
Oh oh oh les Parigos chez Martine." 
#lebonvieuxtemps #histoirevraie ✨ 

* philipine, en contexte, c'est mon con de père--mais ça, c'est une autre histoire ha ha 

--
@bananasutra #lyrics

[Couplet 1]
Martine me faisait des tartines,
On rigolait comme deux coquines.
Martine, c’était ma p’tite tantine,
Et on s’aimait fort, comme des copines.

[Couplet 2]
On arrondissait les angles, les coins,
On se lançait des clins d’œil de loin.
On se contait des fables de famille,
On s’amusait bien, entre filles.

[Refrain]
Il faut bien d’l’amour pour sourire au malheur,
C’est une grâce, d’la bonté d’cœur,
D’oser s’user pour des enfants,
Malgré l’orage et les parents.

[Couplet 3]
Il faut bien d’l’amour pour offrir tout les étés,
Les egos qui parlent sans jamais écouter,
Les leçons à la putain con de philipine,
Oh oh oh les Parigos chez Martine.

[Refrain / Outro]
Martine, oh Martine…
Ma tantine, ma copine,
Ton rire résonne encore dans ma poitrine…
Martine… oh Martine


Side A [15] Oh Martine • BOWsutra La Poesita Fado World Duende INDIE

Tell The Truth (encore) KNOWsutra EPx9 Vol. 04 -- because I love this song, I'm finally making thematic music albums, and #truth is one of my all-time top existential kinks 🍄✨ #honestisbest

EPx9 flows Burlesque ROCK ❯ BLUES ❯ BURLESQUE (XTRA)

@bananasutra lyrics:

[08] Tell The Truth • KNOWsutra True BLUES Cover

Every ​⁠@bananasutra song is a humble pep talk (at least to myself), an agnostic prayer of sorts—this one is one of my fav (hence the Vol. 03:), it was inspired by #leonardcohen #peace #poetry minus #theirony (bc I’m nowhere as deep and subtle as Leonard ;)

✔✔✔

“Everybody Knows” Gipsy Trip Hop EPx7 #lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can we forget the foolishness, just for tonight?
Can we forget the hatred, step into the light?
Can we set it all down, hold each other tight?

[Chorus]
‘Cause everybody knows we can’t fight hate with more hatred,
Everybody knows we can’t win love with fear,
Everybody knows we can’t cure pain with vengeance,
Everybody knows we won’t find truth if we’re insincere.

[Verse 2]
Can we forgive the drama, give each other grace?
Can we release the dogma, let it find its place?
Can we heal the trauma, start a new embrace?

[Chorus]
‘Cause everybody knows we can’t beat fire with fire,
Everybody knows we can’t lift chains with chains,
Everybody knows we can’t find peace with anger,
Everybody knows we won’t heal wounds with blame.

[Verse 3]
Can we silence the noise, just one quiet night?
Can we look past our faults, give up the fight?
Can we let it go, step into the light?

[Chorus]
’Cause everybody knows we can’t crush fear with more fear,
Everybody knows we can’t make joy from lies,
Everybody knows that the answer’s in kindness,
Everybody knows we’ll fall if we never rise.

[Outro]
Yeah, everybody knows… but does anyone care?
Everybody talks, but is anyone there?
Everybody’s waiting, but will anyone dare?
Everybody knows… but only love can repair.

✔✔✔

[05] Everybody Knows • KNOWsutra Psychedelic Trip Hop Cello Waltz INDIE

[02] Everybody Knows • KNOWsutra Burlesque Trip Hop Indie Dub Piano BLUES

… because life on earth is a Psychedelic Cabaret, and “music is the only religion that delivers the goods” (like Frank said). 

To be clear, all I really know is I dunno shit about fck (like Socrates said:)—music and songwriting included. But(t) I feel it, the music, so damn deeep in my soul! I’m just a humble existential fool, a silly banana who likes to play and share, to question and learn. Words are my oldest best friends, hearing myself sing is a freaking miracle (trust me on that lol), and I believe curiosity and #gratitude are the keys to happiness… So voilà, there’s that.

Also, (if you’re curious) BananaSutra is not just a made up BS brand kinda word, it’s actually the name of my DIY Bible—a collection of songs telling true stories of faith, to help me (and perhaps you) make sense of a world gone wild, like bananas gone foul in shallow ignorance and deadly malevolence… Think of it as an agnostic testament of sorts, an audio book of songs with quirky lyrics about things that matter, like the definition of right and wrong, and the meaning of truth, joy, justice, peace, grace, and awe 🕊️

Some call it Artificial Intelligence, but(t) I call Authentic Imagination, Alternative Ideas, Augmented Innuendos, Abstract Illogisms… hopefully, you get the gist? The point being, life is the story we tell ourselves and LYRICS matter—each @bananasutra song has a wondering root and a loving purpose, guided by one of (my) 7 (bananas) sutras: 
- KNOWsutra : is it fair?
- BLOWsutra : is it foul?
- SHOWsutra : is it fun?
- GROWsutra : is it fear?
- FLOWsutra : is it free?
- GLOWsutra : is it fab?
- BOWsutra : is it awe?

[03] If We Had But(t) The Truth (Not The Quack) (low) - Drum INDIEsutra

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