I was a street musician for a couple of years, longer ago than I care to specify ;) As a busker, playing hide-and-seek with the Law was part of the game. And when you got busted… 

Track image: original picture by Jacek Dylag on Unsplash

Game For Dimes

Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone (Leon Redbone Cover)

Fictional meeting (scene - outdoor table of Paris restaurant in 1972), between Simone de Beauvoir, John-Paul Sartre, Michel Foucault, Claire Parnet and Gilles Deleuze. The 'mister' is the 'mister death' of E.E. Cummings. Claire Parnet is still young, and very much alive.

Lyrics

Claire and Simone
sitting at a table
in Hausmannian loveshine (chorus: sunshine)
Having a real good time
makin fun of the boys John-Paul

was wearing a suit
he looked just like an undertaker
Gilles couldn’t hardly breath for laughing
spilt coffee on his purple sweater

The ladies were teasing Michel as well
dressed up like a biker
black leather jacketed biker
with his roll neck sweater below
should ha left the jacket at home
Simone told him

she said he looked like a criminal

and Michel smiled and liked that a lot
and Claire smiled and liked that a lot
and Gilles smiled and liked that a lot
and JP said ‘nothing’

Haussmanian loveshine
philosophical sunshine
ontological outfits...what you gonna do?

There was a clean white linen tablecloth
with half a lemon on the table
cos someone thought
Simone wanted lemon in her tea

She asked the waiter for an ashtray for JP
and make it snappy if you please
cos he was telling how his mother was a stranger
and how his father’s death had been a blessing
cos he never met him

and they laughed about that too
in Haussmanian loveshine
philosophical sunshine
ontological outfits

with lemons on the table in the sunshine
in the spring of seventy two
talking bout 68
don’t talk about 68 again
cos times listening

There was half a lemon on the table
in the sunshine
by Foucault
just a minute ago...

and what i want to know is
what I really what to know is

where’s your blue eyedboy mister?
where’s your browneyed girl mister?

what i want to know is

how d’you like your blueeyed boy?
how do you like your browneyed girl?
how d’you like your blueeyed boy?
how do you like your browneyed girl....mister...mister?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
now?

Claire et Simone
assis à une table
en haussmannien loveshine (refrain : soleil)
Passer un vrai bon moment
se moquer des garçons John-Paul

portait un costume
il ressemblait à un croque-mort
Gilles avait du mal à respirer de rire
café renversé sur son pull violet

Les dames taquinaient Michel aussi
habillé comme un motard
motard en cuir noir
avec son pull col roulé en dessous
aurait dû laisser la veste à la maison
Simone lui a dit

elle a dit qu'il ressemblait à un criminel

et Michel souriait et aimait beaucoup ça
et Claire a souri et a beaucoup aimé
et Gilles souriait et aimait beaucoup ça
et JP a dit "rien"

L'amour haussmannien
soleil philosophique
tenues ontologiques... qu'est-ce que tu vas faire ?

Il y avait une nappe de lin blanc propre
avec un demi-citron sur la table
Parce que quelqu'un a pensé
Simone voulait du citron dans son thé

Elle a demandé au serveur un cendrier pour JP
et rendez-le accrocheur s'il vous plaît
Parce qu'il racontait que sa mère était une étrangère
et comment la mort de son père avait été une bénédiction
Parce qu'il ne l'a jamais rencontré

et ils en ont ri aussi
en loveshine haussmannien
soleil philosophique
tenues ontologiques

avec des citrons sur la table au soleil
au printemps de soixante-douze
parler de 68
ne parle plus du 68
parce que le temps écoute

Il y avait un demi-citron sur la table
dans le rayon de soleil
par Foucault
il y a juste une minute...

et ce que je veux savoir c'est
ce que je dois vraiment savoir, c'est

où est ton garçon aux yeux bleus monsieur?
où est votre fille aux yeux bruns monsieur?

ce que je veux savoir c'est

comment trouvez-vous votre garçon aux yeux bleus?
comment aimez-vous votre fille aux yeux bruns?
comment trouvez-vous votre garçon aux yeux bleus?
comment aimez-vous votre fille aux yeux bruns .... monsieur ... monsieur?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
maintenant?

Loveshine

Al polo del mio nulla

Al polo del mio nulla (Testo di Anam Hermit)

Nice to meet You

ELOP & SK     Nice to meet You

Bachiami

SK   Bachiami  bimbo  ( Testo di Anam Hermit)

il ritorno

Anam Hermit + Tubo + Sk      Umidità

I'm letting go of your hair
I'm feeling your passion
In the spirit of going together
In the same direction

The atmosphere is charged
Because of smoke and alcohol
And our hearts go into a thousand revolutions

and with you I melt
In the cold and heat
my favorite moment
It's just you and me

The temperature rises
With the touch of your skin
And the night seduces us
You are doing it very well…


Like pieces fitted together
In the puzzle of love
Desire takes over
There is fire inside

The fight is rigged
We are both going to win
Our tight bodies
From beginning to end


and with you I melt
In the cold and heat
my favorite moment
It's just you and me
In the cold and heat
and with you I melt
In the cold and heat
my favorite moment
It's just you and me
In the cold and heat

Mi Momento Favorito

ratted w/ xen x iv (khaniz)

Frawstakwa’s verses
————
one more track then I’m done for the night
just one more track 
recording producing I’m rocking the mic
just one more track

one more track already started that
I am compelled to create dark arts my craft
cast spells using ancient artifacts
make magic pick a card any card put it back
onlookers gasp catch heart attacks
sleight of hand on them pads as I drop hi-hats
where my party people all up in the party at?
throw your hands in the air until your arms collapse
and of course we don’t care beg your pardon jack
I will continue until I am gone at last 
I’ve gotta get me some rest for tomorrow’s plans
and a busy week ahead that will follow that
but right now I’m just chilling out relaxed
on the couch at the crib headphones intact
expanding my brand and my catalogue
with just one more track

one more track then I’m done for the night
just one more track 
recording producing I’m rocking the mic
just one more track
—   —   —   —   —   —
IPG1’s Verses
——
Yeah—-yeah I hear you Homie ———-I hear you 

it took another hit bro 
yeah I’m still dope 
hold onto your headphones 
this one ain’t no joke 
Now check the spells that I invoke 
I just rock 'em to the rhythm until it hurts 
Ain’t no stopping till they’ve learned the ropes 
...and the track gets lit like fireworks
Standing on a cloud-a- style—---it smokes
——check the approach step by step
Select the concept direct the project 
context——perfect —-I’m in effect 
left unchecked —-yeah!
A necessary threat——yeah!
Spitting dope lyrics till I’m totally out of breath—-yeah!
Giving them more than they’d ever expect 
the secret well-kept 
The approach-indirect 
better believe I come correct 
—————-let me put it another way ————-
step-by-step we learn to except 
correct and connect life’s concepts
I select a protect each skill I perfect 
And to the fam that’s listening MUCH RESPECT!!!

One More Track

Reprise

experimental musician, I love sampling, breaking up and reassembling the fragments .... I have been working with musicians of various kinds and for some time together with my partner anam we have been producing rare pearls of a new hip hop.

Al polo del mio nulla (Testo di Anam Hermit)

Tubo Dj (Scribes of Avalon)