I'm very excited to release this track produced by isoTope. He made the instrumental a while ago and I took my time writing to it. Honestly, it is one of my favorite to rap as well as one of the most difficult to spit flows I have written.  With a totally sick, very well thought out composition. 

Instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9BatgtfoMBk
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Dope Logic - Rhapsodic Global {prod. by isoTope}

Exciting Up Beat DnB with Halftime type of tune! Celebrate Life and Dance!

Alderty - We Dont Stop

Song Lyrics.
Kom alla väsen ur mörker och djup, kom fram nu och visa era krafter för oss
Kom alla väsen ur mörker och djup, kom fram nu och hela jorden med oss

Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder
Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder

Kom alla vättar bland rot och sten, kom fram nu och visa era krafter för oss
Kom alla vättar bland rot och sten, kom fram nu och dansa ringdans med oss

Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder
Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder

Kom alla tomtar ur skrymslen och vrå, kom fram nu och visa era krafter för oss
Om ni är snälla presenter ni får, kom fram nu och visa era krafter för oss

Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder
Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder
Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder
Gång på gång vi giver er vår sång, låt den helgas av underjordens moder

Ackord: Am, G, Am

Kom Alla Väsen

Don't know what you do to me baby

Musica

It would have been yet just another Fall. But, (wait for it!...) it wasn’t. 
I wish I took you by the hand, and off we walk towards the down of the imaginary cobblestones of… Here seems I’ve stumbled for a bit. Wait, was it London? Edinburgh? It is obviously there, but not as ‘being there’. It was the darkness of the city night, that clearly I remember. The Darkest hours, passed out, possessed and taken by the fear of being uncovered, shelled to the concrete and bare ground. 
And there was some old lake, the banks were steep, the bench was all that high, the waters still and, maybe, deep. If, say, shall we consider fighting on the beaches. Alas, reluctance is that childish trick — to face reality, to hide behind a cupboard, imaginary cluttered, clinched, clichéd.
 
It might have been the very birth of Autumn. 
But wasn’t it the time, when things just fallen down on you, poor you, shrugged-shabby, semi-conscious. As if your ragged mom just splash-ejected you, ejaculating in the outer-void against the prickly-spiky-thorny manger — asphalt, cross-spitted fishy floor (God bless!...), some market, on some dark November morning. Poor you, oh, Lord thee Prickly-Spiky-Thorny — your tea shall be arriving any moment, if you please! 

It might have been all topsy-turvydom, oh lucky you, but it completely wasn’t. 
Instead it was… Or was it silence for a half an hour in sleepy, tidy heaven? 
(your tea and papers just arrived, Your Lordship, mind you crack the seal?). 
Was it the garage sale of seven broken trumpets, fridge magnets and the ancient brazen censers. A pretty gentleman, one Eleazar The Priest. Tweed, toady-tight, who cufflinks wore to dinner.

And there was She, this story’s all about her. 
In quiet radiance, still holding breath, my narratives untold. I wish I’d be a blackbird, not the Prickly-Spiky, self-appointed lord. I’d follow her to very distant shores. I’d be her pet, her drunken sailor, fridge magnet. Her whimsical but own and gentle wag. Hold! Not to breeze, just keep the visions glowing, lighten my path, whispering that ancient lore.
I wish I’d relish jelly-drunken nights right from her toe, until the day I’d be no more. 

It’s definitely the spark of yet another, this time, final journey. Come, step aboard, my Majesty and, please, enjoy the ride. Can’t wait to see our destiny — coiled in the early light, unfurling grace and banner, paw-in-paw, look, isn’t it all a sheer delight?         
Strung taut with quiet, almost palpable desire to break the stillness, 
    rise with winds, 
        sky is the limit

dedicated to @tozzja, with deepest love

In Love’s Quiet Radiance: Unfurling Grace

An epic composition featuring a message of dissenting transcendence.

🚁🧬💫✌️ G’et the Chopper

Tracklist:

1. My Name (Mahalo Extended Mix) - Maxim Schunk X Raven & Kreyn ft Bishop
2. My Love (Extended Mix) - Martin Solveig
3. Rewire (Extended Mix) - Van Duo
4. Keep Your Secrets (Radio Mix) - Andrew Bayer ft Molly Bancroft
5. Love Rain Down (Intro Main) - Markus Schulz ft Seri
6. Bullet Catch (Original Mix) - Andrew Bayer
7. Carry Me Away (Markus Schulz Radio Edit) - Jes & Game Chasers
8. Living Colors (Original Mix) - 4 Strings
9. Carry Me Away (Original Mix) - Jes & Game Chasers
10. Repeater (Extended Mix) - Estiva
11. Rewind (Extended Mix) - Tritonal
12. Next To Me (Extended Mix) - Andy Bianchini & Mick Mazoo

Performed with Mixvibes Cross DJ for Android. Just messing around on the flight back to DC from Tokyo!

Trance on a Plane

basicisms

This is a recording of a sweet brother I met in Hawaii. He passed on August 14th, 2020.  I found this recording of us singing together from a few years ago. I am so grateful to have gotten to spend time and sing with such a kind hearted soul.
Rest in Peace sweet Benjamin <3 <3 <3

Lyrics:
I love you~Benjamin Saffer

For the air that you are in 
And all the places that you’ve been
Well I’ll love you

For the mistakes you’ve yet to make 
and the debts that you still pay
well I’ll love you

So please don’t let this world go
You give all you got to offer
Theres nothing left to hold
And nothing left to stop for

So for the joy in your face 
That I pray will never fade
Well I’ll love you

For all the damage and the scars
And all the ugly things we are
Well I’ll love you, I’ll love you, I’ll love you

So please don’t let this world go
Give all you got to offer
Theres nothing left to hold
And nothing left to stop for

*whistle solo*

For all the scrapes and all the scabs 
And the life we’ll never have
Well I’ll love you

I’ve learned to take it all in strive
cause no-one gets out of this alive
so i’ll love you, i’ll love you, i’ll love you

So please don’t let this world go
Give all you got to offer
Theres nothing left to hold
And nothing left to stop for

(pick up with whistle solo)

Bridge: (not fully comprehensible since its part words and part gibberish which Ben would often do in his songs: Ben told me he would always freestyle the bridge part.. so if you ever find another recording of this song it will always be different.. this is all i that i could understand, lmk if you can hear something else)

settle up let me rise and…
if you can see the light
take a step (snip?) on the tongue… 
i know i’ve been there before
and i know i can see
across the stars
and i can see you 
wherever you are

I Love You ~Benjamin Saffer with Faye Adinda

Get lost on a Psychedelic trip through this song. 

Whimsy

***Just want to say thanks for listening to my music all these years!!!

Devoted my life to Hip Hop on September 17th, 2008. Good choice, strange dream, interesting times. Every song should have some literature in the description. 


Reflection of self, representation of aspect. Music for the moment my means of release, expression, the art of articulation. Word play that I use to put my life on paper is now evolving into sound and rhythm. It's been a long time now: I will continue too build the skills clarity and rhythm it takes to have this sort of excitement about sharing my thoughts, via hip hop. Although this isn't just hip hop, it's my piece to the collage. The most me of my color to utterly embody for others, and myself as myself. 

Enjoy and write me some criticism, I can take it! If you like my music I want to know too, this is very personal to me, lets collab! 
 