collection of buckets from 2012 to this year, holmes

shots made (2012-2017)

a collection of life's good and bad shit told by a tall idiot who is learning.

biscuit number one by kendall elijah
cover photo by jared soule
cover put together by louseph aka yung lou aka the freshest

recorded in hyattsville, md/manhattan, nyc/springfield, va

songs 1,5,6 produced by steve dreez aka yung steve
song 2 produced by kendall elijah
song 4 produced by the pyrex kid

thank you. 


sittin'

friday after work

whirlpools

i thought i was a thinking man. i thought i was a pensive transient becoming nameless...weightless but the romantic sheen up easy ridin' up and down the east coast had all but faded. the biscuits were old and hard and my black and blue cloud  returned from its hiatus. needless to say, i needed a home and due to my fairweather luck i found it. guess it didn't live up to my expectations, after all. now employed and settled i find my cloud lost in translation as a freshwater fish in the ocean. was i blue or accustomed to it? this was something i had never felt before. so here you find me, a seasoned sailer skipping across maple water as we all are; we all are mapless and hapless for forever and two days. 


maple water by kendall elijah dynamite

all songs written and produced by kendall elijah dynamite

bass on movin' lightspeed and follow the leader blues by ian gallagher


recorded and mixed by kendall elijah dynamite
mastered by louseph left fingers

artwork illustrated by brother roger
and edited by louseph left fingers

thank you and good morning and good night.
believe in the biscuit.


family of sharks

movin' lightspeed
from maple water by kendall elijah dynamite

lyrics
chorus: 

we’re movin’ lightspeed, movin’ lightspeed 
i’ll pray to slow you down 
i’ll pray to slow you down 

movin’ lightspeed, movin’ lightspeed 
i’ll pray to slow you down 
i’ll pray to slow you down 

down 
and i ain’t prayed in awhile 
left home 
broke my phone 
wore a permanent frown 
somebody tell me when a wanderer sees water to dock 
does he leave his ship behind and leave the life that he got 
for the life that he sees 
more like the life that he needs 
for a pasture of his passion 
aint sure if its green 
crabs in the barrel pinch you it ain’t a dream boy 
forced to take a chance with a heart with no strings boy 
and damn 
i miss my friends 
yeah the small few 
green light sessions 
huddled in a small room 
i used to walk about a mile to the train 
on the bus to show up late for a job that ain’t payin 

bridge 2x: 

all the hair i’m losin’ thinkin’ out in the cold 
growing weak in the writing 
feel a leak in my soul 
can’t take that 
bet i make a couple dollars off the payback 

(chorus) 

give me good love 
i’m running on fumes 
give me good drug 
i’m numbin my mood 

and before i get dismissed 
and try to work an honest job and clock out the distance 
between the want and need to move on for the money 
and a side that’s seldom shown 
smoking haze when it’s sunny 
boy you better bring the bacon or the hens ain’t layin 
aint no crop turnin’ up 
thanksgiving is cancelled 
champagne in the vase 
fill it up with the oj 
name the exhibit 
and proceed up the hallway 
and babe 
darling sweet as the dawn 
by the time the sun set 
bet you we can get on 
why we doin’ 75 in a 50 
dramamine pills for my mind 
feelin dizzy, dizzy 

(chorus 2x)

movin' lightspeed

look here, baby 
i’m trying 

but if i gotta work 
to keep the same 
then i might as well 
adopt a different name 
it doesn’t matter at all 

don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
i’ma pull us up 
(repeat) 

i keep my fire 
in a locket on her neck 
it keeps me quiet 
when the pirates storm the deck 
they ain’t gon’ spare us at all 

don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
i’ma pull us up 
(repeat) 

buckwheat shot of confidence 
to find out how you really feel 
reminds me of a love 
we combed the streets up out in riverdale 
i can tell a star to shine 
its makeup was apart of me 
just couldn’t nagivate 
my ass up out the fuckin’ groceries 
so if it bumps 
let it bump 
life’s a crap full of shoot 
just let me hold on 
to what’s shakin’ from your thigh to your shoe 
i’ve been a thoroughbred lover 
i’m just too scared to bet 
so pay me off, fill me up 
let me get my respect 

push, don’t push 

baby don’t push me i’m already on my way 
(when i die pass the biscuit) 
baby don’t push me i’m already on my way 
(i mind my motherfuckin’ business) 

repeat

don't push

hi it’s me tomorrow 
no i’m not the same 
i know you have ideas 
on my evil plans 
i’m not out to get you 
i said through a smirk 
you did not believe me 
and it challenges my worth 

(ooooh) i sleep i’m on repeat 
(ooooh) ignoring your deceit 
(ooooh) i thought i’d never say 
i’ll never see another day 
tomorrow don’t you lie to me 

it’s still me tomorrow 
and my time will come 
and you, you gonna love me 
eternally and sum mo’ 
‘cuz now i’m out to get you 
shark teeth replace my smirk 
‘you did not believe me 
and now i’m out to collect 

(ooooh) i sleep i’m on repeat 
(ooooh) ignoring your deceit 
(ooooh) i thought i’d never say 
i’ll never see another day 
tomorrow don’t you lie to me

tomorrow

written, produced and recorded by kendall elijah dynamite
in ol' biscuit blue studio in louisville, kentucky


lyrics:

(how many days we gon stay? 2x)

now see he's a bad motherbrother 
but ain't relatin to none
breast stroking in brass flask
humping the gun
you want some freedom put a penny down
holmes this is bidness
born on a thunderbolt
the night was a menace
his only lacky is tobacco brown
tall and he quiet
get to pluckin on his nerves
get a chord of pure violet 
swear the sun was a ruby as the  boys hit the road
heard a lil lady gasp his name like never before

hambone (9x)

gon' play, gon play' 
cuz we don't how many days we gon' stay (4x)

now they was back up in rotation
spitting birds in the wind
cynicism and the cat was a flavorful blend
ran into to time up in a dive
his name tag said padre
he told em play here 
the ambiance is broadway
hambone and the stranger got down
to the brass tacks
we can only make peace
if these pieces intact
they signed up on the line 
with both fingers crossed
whispered to each other this the last year we're lost

how many days?

hambone (7x)

hambone/under the moon 

hambone

slightly southern fried biscuit garage soul space blues 

contact: dynamitemngmnt@gmail.com