College Essay

The Dick Master

Romaine Garden

Poltergeist Homecoming

SEESULLS FIRST MOVEMENT (11/17/2021)

SEESULLS SECOND MOVEMENT (12/28/2021)

in da club (rough ass remix)

on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on

on&on (sum'nLITErewrk)

I always knew u wuz hiding sumthn in that cigar J lol

brainstorm w/ JJJ (DEMO)

produced by: @christianyoon & @ggshyne
mix and mastered by: @christianyoon and myself 
cover art by: nicolas mihaich (https://vimeo.com/nickmihaich)

this song is a  moment. some of the lyrics are in reference to other songs (billy bad son) i wrote  but for the most part the lyrics and concept are self-contained. 

lyrics:

(young briefcvse): "hey you've reached casey nelson. sorry i can't take your call right but i'll get back to you as soon as possible."

facing this precipice with fire in fist
i can't erase this empty sentence without fire to spliff
"i mean it"
i lost the time I got these lies on my wrists
i stayed alive by not dividing my lips
that's only hiding to quit
"it's just me hiding to quit."

this silence suffocates but damnit does it fit
hyper focused on a potion my emotions won't resist
instead i settled with my fate and not my fist
lost inside defiance i've been lying in the mist (missed)
"where'd you go?"

back to my intellect and intersecting memories
separate the negatives i think i found a remedy
inspect the retrospect then i reflect it on these melodies
whatever i got left i can't detect
"don't tell my enemies"

remember what you said to me? i never lost my way
i lost the surface, searched the earth and told the voice that it could stay
slow dances dedicated to the cadence
past lives that i've traded in for patience

peddled backwards just to find a better me but your complacent
sold my sanity for vanity and found out they're adjacent
(faced it) face it now i'm done my time is wasted
all because i let this hollow chest sit vacant, 
waiting,

one with reality,
that's my fatality
double my dosage as i face this duality
something happened as I shed my immortality
adolescence ever present in this fallacy

"yo come on... man pick the F*** UP!"

until I level up i'm lost without a vision that was taken not forgiven
up in space i see an image of your face that i was given
"i can wait"
all these writtens seem invasive to the rhythm
"change the pace"
all these symptoms were in place at the beginning
"meditate"
my intellect has interjected intuition wishing wishing

precipice (prod. christian yoon and gio shyne)

this song is about addiction and mental illness.  it follows three stages: death, rebirth, and realization. prequel to 'Preicipice'. 
 
we put a lot in to get to here
2020

cover art painting by: Ally Ham 
mixing and mastering by: @christianyoon and myself


lyrics:

billy batson(bad son)like shazam he steps to action
doesn't listen to the limits, he's envisioned satisfaction 
he heard i love you from a pin under the mattress 
with an address 
sending him to give up on his assets

fabricated all the contents of his crypt 
told him that the surface of the earth is just a myth
it's on the walls, been reading runes and hieroglyphs
slow it down, reverse the hearse that threw him in the ditch 

he woke up early in the morning yesterday 
heard a voice inside his head that told him what to say
"and today is, just another day that you don't say shit
especially if you fuckin with the stasis" 

billy batson(bad son) like shazam he's in reaction 
doesn't listen to the limits, he's envisioned satisfaction 
he heard i love you from a pin under the mattress 
with an address
sending him to give up on his assets 

(REFRAIN) on his assets 

it's getting time for us to test this testimony 
timid to the touch cuz i prefer it when i'm lonely
me, a violent visage 
you, a mask sent to control me
tell my limit: "ain't enough, it takes a lot to get to know me"

mirror mirror can you fall i'm seeking company 
it's getting clear that i'm in fear of what's in front of me 
all of the demons trapped in tears that never run from me 
escaped the ducts and told my face that they're in love with me

(REFRAIN) they're in love with me

billy bad son (prod. christian yoon and briefcvse)

this song is about creating and writing. this summer has been difficult for me and this song is about how i never quite think my art is good enough. 

recorded mixed and mastered by me and james 
pc: alpha fofanah
edits: scott palazzo 
(more from scott @): https://vimeo.com/scottpalazzo 

lyrics// (first verse):

let it breathe 
edit edit 
let it bleed 
i've been editing these sentences for elegance with ease 
if it's needed 
i'll repeat it 
set it back and then delete it 
edit edit 
that's my method
i don't need to proof read

man i practiced this
acted if 
everything okay 
in my head 
its just 
edits on edits no play 
said if time won't tell
imma edit my place 
to my credit i'd forget it 
just to edit out mistakes

im exhausted 
maybe its from editing to often 
or maybe im in fear of what's forgotten 
still exhausted
i would spread my lips 
but only if it was for talking
more exhausted by the minute 
time to finish what i started 

never seperate to make em wait 
stop 
im addicted to the commas with some space 
watch 
this conflicted premadonna show his face 
even if its late 
editing to settle into fate 

(hook):

said if time won't tell 
imma edit edit edit 
you can either let it set in or forget it 
imma keep it real on how im feeling in the present 
and imma break the seal on how to deal with this depression
get it 

and if time won't tell 
then forget it edit edit
we don't need to conversate to get the message 
imma learn to speak without releasing my aggression 
imma just delete without detection of my presence 

(bridge):
i been chasing stasis to replace and not reflect 
evading conversations 
losing patience every step
i see regret from what i wasted by  my breath 
edit edit 
where's the exit i'll escape with what is left 

(verse 2):
and if it doesn't all connect 
what's imperative is narrative 
and if it was correct  

hidden steps 
i took enough to recollect 
what's inherited not merited
made sure i don't forget 

shallow  breath? 
better check not enough to nothing left inside my chest
i must confess
this edit stress has left me nothing but depressed 
im must forget, 
to decompress 

(nah nah nah bring it back) 

i said if time won't tell 
imma edit edit edit 
you can either let it set in or forget it 
imma keep it real on how im feeling in the present 
and imma break the seal on how to deal with this depression
get it 

and if time won't tell 
then forget it edit edit
we don't need to conversate to get the message 
imma learn to speak without releasing my aggression 
imma just delete without detection of my presence

edits (produced by james and briefcvse)

collected fragments is a compilation of four short songs put together into one . each of these songs are expanded entries from my mood journal put together with different short interludes and foley. it is the closest thing to a musical representation of the inner workings of my brain. 

the cover art was a HUGE collaborative piece with a mixture of fibers and film photography. the tapestry was provided by my good friend rachel oswald and the photographs were taken by jenny nguyen.

find more of rachel's stuff at: http://www.racheloswald.com/
find more of jenny's stuff at: https://www.jennylaflame.com/

mixed and mastered by christian yoon and myself

//intro//

i've used suppression as a means of introspection. convinced there's madness in the eyes of my reflection. witnessed my progression when i started spotting omens, or maybe my suppressions started healing when i wrote them. these are images of moments chosen 
searching for my passion, 
in these collected fragments.

sincerely,
brief

fragment 1 (produced by james and briefcvse)

stuck together so we couldn't spot the difference 
stunned by my pallette, left me numb to forgiveness 
taste left my tongue, put my lungs in submission
brush to the canvas, pressed w commitment 
and im just leanin on my crutch 
phrases on these pages turn to demons that i trust 
he must be dreaming, not enough 
only when these pages burst to flame and turn to dust 

collected fragments start to push and pull like magnets 
matter fact im feeling stagnant, but my ego getting massive
sediment from sentiment i wear it like its fashion 
found my passion when i took a leave of absence. 

when i took a leave of absence 

//birth of the silver surfer//

fragment 2 (produced by christian yoon)

there's nothing true at first
in this here universe 
we got a view of earth from every different angle 
if love is losing worth 
i dont fear getting hurt 
a product of the curse that left our psyches tangled

someone told me that i hold to forget 
hidden in my palm; letting go to connect 
latched to my sleeve; as they grow we reflect 
searching for a calm quiet space to collect

watching movies with no plot on the screen 
all i really wanted was a verse and a dream  
scattered images written in, 
cursive it seems
i am stuck in the space that occurs in between 

there's nothing true at first
in this here universe 
we got a view of earth from every different angle 
if love is losing worth 
i don't fear getting hurt 
a product of the curse that left my psyche mangled

fragment 3 (produced by christian yoon)

//intro//

collected images, just leave them in the pile 
i need to find the one where i remember how to smile 
even if i never show my teeth,
just know i found relief
i noticed its been missing for a while

i can see this image
visine vivid 
bloodshot eyes in disguise for a minute 
i don't need to, finish
i think i should wait
i came to seek forgiveness 
what i did was press erase 

can you tell me how to stand up straight?
cuz balance is not something 
i can do too great
putting pressure on my pivot not to lose my place 
i've been measuring the distance so i wont lost space

i'm running laps 
and i wont show my teeth when i rap can you give me dap 
running from my mouth aint no way that they coming back 
stuck w bleeding gums 
pulling my cigarette by the pack 

i don't see this image 
visine missing 
bloodshot eyes to disguise what is livid 
i think i should, fin-

//couch commercial (produced by joolS) and silver surfer goes back to earth//

fragment 4 (produced by christian yoon) 

we heading  back to earth, 
whispers from the introvert that taught you how to live
escaped a gasket and it echoed through the bridge
as it reverberates, sit and watch it permeate 
this metal tends to give

did all these fragments intersect with intellect?
or was it symbolism set to dignify regret ?
or was all for rhythm and for show?
i guess you'll never know
a basket case where flowers come to grow

collected fragments (produced by christian yoon and james)

this is a song about a dream i had.

cover art by maura radigan (painting/illustration) 
produced by christian yoon and myself
mixed and mastered by christian yoon adn myself 

lyrics//

verse one: 

i pulled up in some wide whale corduroys and matte kicks
pastel button down, my fit is never average 
yeah i make em double take cuz stuntin ain't a habit
rubber gum soles on the reebok classics

i crossed the function on some dumb shit so you'd notice me 
-but you were busy focused on your notebook writing poetry 
i had a plan i would express it to you vocally 
hoping we could speak i caught your gaze and told you openly 

i don't fuck with getting intimate
let's have a conversation and get into it
we can talk bout memories or how to make a difference 
and how i start a project but can never seem to finish it

i kept on waiting for you but you didn't speak 
you just handed me the notebook and then pointed at the seat
i was weak i only wanted some relief 
but still curious enough to open up and take a peak

bridge:

i paid attention to
every line and its intention
never mentioned you
it was about me 
and everything you said was true 
that's why i read it through
and it said to me. 

hook(ish)

perception is a weapon and a gift
we only see reality in fallacies that fit 
first we are born, and then we submit 
the only thing that matters is what happens when it sits

verse two: 

i found my purpose from this crisp loose leaf
soft ink but the words cut deep
hard to tell if i'm awake or i'm asleep 
but the prose you proposed made me feel so complete,
i,

twist my hair and then i stare into the distance 
dedicate my brain to hide my anxious disposition
i thought these words might be the only ones to witness
the thought that i had hidden from my visage
but, 

you knew that i was nervous from the surface
i told you everytime i seem to fuck up it repeats
and i feel worthless
i didn't mean to cause such a disturbance, 
and i don't wanna use for releif from all this hurtin

not on purpose

outro:

i don't wanna wake
and i can't seem to sleep
i figured out my brain it needs some pain behind the peace
if it wasn't what was said
i guess we shouldn't speak 
too in love to disconnect from self reflections hidden deep 

sleep talking im just sleep talkin
sleep talkin till my tongue lose taste
sleep talkin we just sleep talkin 
sleep talkin hit the surface and erase

sleep talkin
im sleep talkin

sleep talk (produced by christian yoon and briefcvse)

this song is about the transition into positive thinking. this year has been really fucking hard but it's paying off. it's a reminder to stay strong and always be aware of the power of perspective. 

produced by: @gibdj @christianyoon and myself
mixed by: @gibdj
mastered by: @producedbyfitz
cover art by nicholas mihaich

valley /// peak (feat. liquid jools)

i made everything on this

00:00 intro
00:52 play nice
02:05 way back when 
03:16 time left
04:19 buried deep
05:23 my clone
07:44 quarantine 

hope you enjoy.

low quality demo's (uninterrupted)

the whole thing 

a vhs disaster

tracks: motive to the madness, maybe not(feat Gio Shyne) , steep, expletive, winner winner chicken dinner, what have I done, black paint (feat. Liquid Jools), credit sequence. 

produced and mixed by me 

mastered by Liam Fitzpatrick

some kind of episode (uninterrupted)

boston---> philly
 
archives and ideas

luv this shit. 

4 inquiries: briefcvse.music@gmail.com

2020
@gioshyne
@kleo-supreme
@christianyoon

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