I hope you can feel it in your pluuuumsss :)

Disclosure - Looking For Love (Sendō Remix)

nostalgic happy out in apple orchards blowing grass 
it's just my attitude my aptitude don't have to match 
i copped a catapult and landed in some thicker pastures 
and looking back i wish i took a sec to capture sadness
my back to anguish propels me like an acrobat 
it's like two magnets repel attract  and back to back 
perpetual in motion floating  through the static black 
we didn't notice how our closeness grew and then retracted back and
both we got the onus doing donuts going out the track 
and hopefully we boast less and this bogus shits about to crack 
cause truthfully i didn't used to be so hopeless out of breath 
and usually assume to me i'm soon to be out a rut 
im used to be out of luck, refuse to be out of touch 
my news could be out of mud, it's news to me how to love 
my cues coming out my blood
my rules made em out of dust 
my views got me out of trust 
my hubris is bout enough 
why fued when we shouted 
love my hues but im out of brush 
my humanness found some rust
my crucible boutta bust
my lucidness how'cd i trust

Should Be (MIKE instrumental)

This song honors the life of my stepfather, Martinus -- or "Iney Diney," as my brother and I sometimes called him as kids.  

A lover of classical music and a product of a bygone era, my stepfather has lived a life defined by adventure, spirituality, and pain. I wrote this song to pay homage this complex existence -- and to serve as comfort to this gentle soul as he prepares to leave this world. 

I played and recorded the piano and cello harmony with an M-Audio MIDI keyboard, and the drums with a Roland electronic drum kit. The cello melody and trumpet melodies are samples from Symphonica and Fresh  As Funk. The track uses reverb adapted from audio samples recorded in the Church of Saint-Martin de Mornac in France.

Iney Diney's Waltz

activated, back to basics, after graduated, i have to make it, captivating, have to capture greatness   
a castaway, they cappin hating, tried to crack my patience, i mastered satan, stacked my faces, rap till im decapitated,
they lack a brain, to match his cadence, so its fascinating
my calculations lacked some sacredness my passion wavered, my track awaiting, half the distance that i traveled lately,
i never make it, pack my wisdom into capsules maybe, passing on, we gone, our systems get evaporated,
waves crashing into buildings get evacuated, sicknesses building resistances to vaccinations,
mystics is trippin ingesting hallucenagenics to get the truth reinvented in bliss but removing the essence,
incas were ruined we headed in this usual direction ink this futile lil message impress my human endeavors
insist i communicate timid, wind swept i'm soon to be with it, interest, only in image, no depth, nobody in it, 
hold stress, whole body inward, go next, hope god is listening, oh bless, hold on to my imprint, whole mess, whole shoddy rendition, 
hold this, throw body in river, so blessed, so hot we emissive, go flex, this godly permission, oh yes, i hardly will miss it, but shit,
i got it i gots to just live it, dont got no religion my conscience just bursting out my body with this shit, my thoughts are just liquid, my process illicit, cops couldn't arrest it, my opps couldn't test it, my confidence lifted, why talk when you could just

Zeno

Made in 2 hours evening of 3/14. 

Drums, rhodes, piano = recorded midi
Bass & trumpets = samples

Zeno

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