Poet of the Week, September 23–29, 2024. Full text of the poem & interview: brooklynpoets.org/community/poet/amanda-quaid

Amanda Quaid, "At the End of the High Line"

Social & Political Hip-Hop from the Garden State

"Slight Return (Run That Shit Back) Feat. Chill Smith & Izzy Miz"

CREDITS
   • Original Music Produced by MXS Beats
   • Original Lyrics Written by Drew The Recluse
   • Mixing & Mastering by C. Truth
   • Original Photography by TheOnlyTobias
   • Single Artwork by Drew The Recluse

Weekend (prod. MXS)

This is a song I made for someones project about a bond style villain who falls in love with a female secret agent and coming to terms that it's probably not meant to be. I'll finish it eventually but I hope you enjoy the instrumental. 


Written & Produced By Christian Cordes
Guitar and Bass by Brandon Cordes

I'd Blow Up The Moon (To Have You Notice Me)

Written & Produced by: Chris Rockwell
Keys & Guitar: Jimmy Mura
Engineering and mixing: Zack Slater
lyrics
My friends think you suck, but I'm still in love (x3)
But I'm still in love
I'm still in love

Verse 1:
Took you on a date to Philly, we hit south street
You said you wanted to know all about me
I got lost in your eyes, cause they were so honest
Took you to the record store cause you made me promise
And I never made a promise that I took back
I loved every album cover that you looked at
The cure, Muse, Tom waits and the who
Notorious BIG, the Clash, and Wu
We laughed and said U2 was so played out
Then we slid into the basement and we made out
Who knew we'd never get out of that basement intact
We fell too hard and we shattered on impact

Chorus:
I made you a Mixtape, I made you a Mixtape
And it says everything I couldn't say (×2)

We let ourselves get so carried away
At first it was gold but nothing gold can stay
At first it was summer heat, that started with a spark
But even the summer sun fades into dark
We grew apart, the honeymoon was over
You're no fun when you're drunk, you're less fun when you're sober
We always tried to see how far we could take it
Cause a fight ain't really a fight unless we break shit
But we could only drown out the problems for so long
They learn how to swim, they start catching on
I had to do something before the spark was gone
But when I couldn't find the words, I just played you a song

Chorus

We built walls then died when we tried breaking through
Time heals all wounds, but it makes them too
So here's the tape I've been making you
To show that you're not alone, and I've aching too
Every song on it is attached to a memory
To remind you of a time we were blind with reverie
I have so much to say, but I just can't speak
So the package goes out this week

Chorus

©2018 Chris Rockwell
all rights reserved

I Made U A Mixtape

BLOODSTAIN feat. Drew the Recluse

Written and Produced by: Chris Rockwell
Recorded and Mixed by: Chill Smith at Chillville Studio

Does Nothing Ever Last (When I Was A Kid)

Soul Train (Prod.Waffle King)

Jersey Shore spoken word poet and hip-hop artist.
Front man of the Chris Rockwell Collective. 

@mrchrisrockwell
www.mrchrisrockwell.com