The stage is set, as you said
A promise to make 
To see and to take
A choice to pretend or forget
Your lips and that ache

Oh so charming, on the brink
Of the pause and the oath 
No one has to know
Oh, my sparkling darling,
You’ll find me below

Sunlust

got together with the homie milo and made this on a sunny afternoon. the man wrote it in 30 mins and recorded all the vocals in one take, just saying... 

trying to keep this creativity and process pure, i think we succeeded with this one, hope you enjoy

interpret the "meaning" as you will

on the way to something else (ft. milo)

I've had the honor to work with Busdriver over the years. He is the most talented rapper I've worked with. On Was Waiting he professed such emotional bars I still get goose bumps. All other voices were from a micro-cassette he performed live on mic (you can hear the whirl of the rewind scrubbing the audio).

Was Waiting (featuring Busdriver)

Holy Hell

from my dark box of purple songs. elos made this beat. i dont think i ever sent this to him.

its still winter somewhere (home dark demo one)

milo is a Black American artist, husband and father based in Milwaukee, WI. His latest work Who Told You To Think?!? is a stirring piece of liberation technology hidden in plain sight. There are no answers, only utopian suggestions that often point towards himself. Ourselves. Yourself. When James Baldwin says "the poets are the only people who know the truth about us," I am reminded that milo is one of rap’s last true believers who has been called for such a time as this. To remember who we are, who we were and what can be.

"Me and my niggas are a school of thought"

Who Told You To Think?!? is a 15 track bio myth map of dusty, thick bottomed loops and warmly truncated glitches rooting itself as an initiate in the Black radical tradition. Despite its seeming formalism, milo is most comfortable arresting your expectations of his multiple identities. He wields his particular brand of wry observations and cutting humor over well layered production that is simultaneously thumping yet weightless. A wholly absorbing and intimate affair, there is a sense of wonder drawn from its stillness. Here is a way out. Here is a way in. The records brims with righteous anger, uncompromising joy and the haunting refrain of a man who understands that his politics are personal when he intones, "don’t stop running if you don’t see me ahead."

Joined by a cadre of similarly visioned voices and technicians who understand that what’s understood ain’t gotta be said, the Ruby Yacht Guild has deepened its ranks and expanded its national reach.

Who Told You To Think?!? will be released worldwide on 8/11 via ruby yacht. 
- ELUCID 

pre order at: https://miloraps.bandcamp.com/album/who-told-you-to-think

track produced by Kenny Segal
mixed / mastered by Daddy Kev

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a man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness. 
— Jean Genet

milo - magician (suture)

Ashland

01 Mile Marker by Plum Coulee

Swamp Song

Mysteries don't exist anymore
Everything's known

The edge of the map doesn't have dragons or demons it's all
Figured forms

Oh yes men debate the nature of life
But while we wait
Good men die

When we are done
We pack up our bags
Lie in our satin beds
Fold our hands under weary heads

But we buried beneath 
Ohh dirt and rock
Can't you see me
Underneath
I-I-I am gone but my form remains
I don't live past my brain

I will pass away
Not with a bang but a whisper

Don't make a fuss
Weep no more
For great-grandpeople we never get to meet
Until we cross that threshold, the last unknown, the place Heaven is, where will we go
When life is ended?
Where do we go
When our friends can't remember our face?
Where do we go
When our dead people aren't sacred?
And we lose their names, we lose ourselves, we die alone no matter how many people attend our funerals

For Charles

Adventure cometh on the day off
I am finding out who I really am
You show me what I want for myself
And I’m always amazed so I’m writing you another song

I don’t know where I end
And God begins inside of you, but
I see It wherever I go

There’s only this kindness I’ve found in people who are godless
You are sweet it’s plain to see, plain to see
I wish that your heart had not been split open so meanly
The world is cruel but you are
God to me
God to me-eee-eee

I thought I knew, I thought I knew what it was I'd want from this life
I thought I knew, I thought I knew you but we keep getting pulled apart

Omnipresent

Hi Hello. My name is Adam Baker; I crafted a delightful 10-song album in spring of 2012, also known as the year we all died young (thanks Maya, the Mayan Goddess of Illusion) + I posted covers; now I’m posting upcoming tracks off my double-album agnosticism. Live forever.

Omnipresent

(the)imperfectionist