wanna give you your flowers. ver 1-2

Original air date ~ 24th April 2025.

We chat to Calabasas-formed, Brooklyn-based blazing rock mob Momma about their new fourth album, the whipsmart "Welcome To My Blue Sky".

Stream the full program https://2ser.com/episodes/static-800pm-24th-apr-2025/

2SER-FM's "Static" playlist for Thursday 24th April was as follows ...

child3 "Give It To Me Now" (Permanent Creeps)
THE CONVENIENCE "Target Offer" (Winspear)
TUNDE ADEBIMPE "Pinstack" (Sub Pop)
DEMISE OF LOVE "Be A Man" (Domino)
JULIEN BAKER and TORRES "No Desert Flower" (Matador/Remote Control)
REAL LIES "LOVERWORLD" (Tonal)
MOMMA "Stay All Summer" (Lucky Number)
BEIRUT "Ghost Train" (Pompeii)
caroline featuring CAROLINE POLACHEK "Tell me I never knew that" (Rough Trade/Remote Control)
MARLON WILLIAMS "Kei Te Mārama" (Secretly)
SUNFLOWER BEAN "There's A Part I Can't Get Back" (Lucky Number)
CUT COPY "Solid" (Cutters)
PROPER MONDAY NUMBER "High horse" [DFA DJ Edit] (DFA)
FONTAINES D.C. "Before You I Just Forget" (XL/Remote Control)
BEEFHEART & McQUINN "Hand In Hand" (Third Eye Stimuli)
PRIVATE FUNCTION "Koala" (Still On Top)
GUY BLACKMAN "I Love Myself For You" (Chapter Music)
SEXTILE featuring IZZY GLAUDINI "Kids" (Sacred Bones)
PUBLIC BODY "Hijinx" (www.publicbody.bandcamp.com)
THE CONVENIENCE "Vanity Shapes" (Winspear)
THE CURE "Alone" [FOUR TET Remix] (Polydor)

"Static" can be heard on 2SER (107.3FM) on Thursdays between 8pm and 10pm.
Or stream live online at www.2ser.com
Past episodes can be streamed on-demand at https://2ser.com/episode-archive-page/?show=static

Momma ~ Interviewed on 2SER's Static

Recorded by: norfwesp
Engineered by: norfwesp
Written by: Dae Ladin
Produced by: @luvancient x @bary-sharif-gvgr (outsidebari)

Instagram: @norfwesp

Lyrics:
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Wes Hook:
niggas be steady be talking
these niggas be speaking on gang
big choppa on me get to bulking
that 30 on me got the aim
Gen 5 on me get to clutching
Galick Gun on me got a beam
from young made momma a promise
this money won’t make me insane

Wes Verse:
t-two up run down with the choppa my niggas walk up n we bringing the crew
hunnid up we bringing that green my niggas get money we counting up blues
say wes how much hoes you got, don’t know like baby i got me a few
said wes what your roster like, don’t know luh baby im counting on y-

whatchu been saying my brother
speak on my name then we bringing the others
van on that block and we loaded with kuttas
all black the fit and we all got a puffer
shoot out the glock I just hope he recover
making that bread ain’t sumn you discovered 
broke in the head no food in the cupboards
Guns in the shed and it’s plastered in covers

Oh we up on that block never to late
Brother pass me the stick like it’s relay
boy i make me 10 bands on a bad week
could imagine my bread on a good day
boy im shooting this led til his head leak
now he begging for peace like he oogway
my bitch hella bad like a model
might buy my luh baby a runway

Wes Hook:
niggas be steady be talking
these niggas be speaking on gang
big choppa on me get to bulking
that 30 on me got the aim
Gen 5 on me get to clutching
Galick Gun on me got a beam
from young made momma a promise
this money won’t make me insane

made momma a promise

Apple Music

Momma (MrTalkofNY)

Deze is for all mah fellow hood rockstars yahurrrr😤
Voor wie me al kent, ik hoop dat jullie van de nieuwe tune genieten en voor wie me nog niet kent, catch me on the gram @sideshowfrm32sum.
(Prod by Rollie)

BYEBYEFELICIA

Tell My Momma (Produced by Sirius 5)

Benson Boone - Momma Song
Cover by Podros

Podros - Momma Song (Benson Boone Cover)

Back in 1985, I was such a shy girl
Hung out at those dreaded lockers with one or two fly girls
They knew where to look for me at the parties
The awkward one there crunchin ice and smarties
Like a lost little bloom among the wild hollies
In the back, to the side, anywhere that I could hide
Then one night, cryin on momma's lap, she'd turn the tide (she said)

Don't be a wallflower
And sink into the silver frames
Camouflage your super power
And blend into a crowd with no name
Be a Southern bell tower
More beloved by the hour
Eye to eye, never ever cower
Don't be a wallflower
Don't be a wallflower

So I took hold of my sweet chin and I pulled it on up
Found my voice, so loud and bright, finally I was enough
I found Jesus, started shouting for glory
Stopped doubtin myself and took inventory
Told my kids and their friends that great love story
I stood tall, gave it all, poured it out like a good ol Irish lass
Thats who I was, lookin at me was lookin right straight through a glass (I'd tell 'em)

Don't be a Wallflower
And sink into the silver frames
Camouflage your super power
And blend into a crowd with no name
Be a Southern bell tower
More beloved by the hour
Eye to eye, never ever cower
Don't be a wallflower
Don't be a wallflower

Now Momma's gone and all the kids are grown
Oh the mistakes they're makin, but man, I'm still makin my own
So it's back to the wall, let 'em fall, they'll figure it out in the end
But now where do I fit in

BE a Wallflower
Silver hair inside a silver frame
Camouflage your mother power
Silence the voice that has no more claim (no more, no more)
Be a Southern noon shower
Just lay back into the hour
Later on my knees I'll never cower (but for now)
I'll be a wallflower
Full circle, a wallflower
Momma taught me better, but in the end I'm stronger and happier
Bein a wallflower

Back in 1985 I was such a shy girl

Wallflower

MOMMA X MOCKINGBIRD REMIX 1

Our Last Hug (prod. Eme~ x NightigerXO)

Never Sass Momma, Regardless of Age

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“My Momma Prays for Me” is a tender country gospel ballad about a mother’s unshakable faith and the grace that follows her prayers. Set against the sound of warm acoustic guitars and soft harmonies, the song tells a timeless story of redemption, forgiveness, and a love that never gives up. It’s a heartfelt reminder that no matter how far we wander, someone’s prayers can still bring us home.

My Momma Prays for Me

In the unforgiving coliseum of street politics and personal ambition, the one true north has always been Momma. For Uncivilized Music LLC artists Fayn and V.E.G.A., their collaborative single "Talkin Momma" transforms a simple tribute into a profound, soul-baring conversation, laid bare over a reflective, 90 BPM soundscape crafted by producer Boose. This isn't just a song; it's a confessional booth, a therapy session, and a long-overdue thank you note delivered with the raw urgency that only true experience can forge. The track peels back the layers of bravado to reveal the universal truth of the matter: behind every warrior is the woman who raised him, prayed for him, and never lost faith, even when he nearly lost it in himself.
V.E.G.A. opens the dialogue from a place of immediate conflict, his delivery painting a vivid picture of a man wrestling with the gravitational pull of the ghetto. He’s caught in the crossfire, “drowning from the peer pressure” and acknowledging the paralyzing psyche of a life lived on the edge. Yet, through it all, his promise to his mother—to get out, to get right, to get back on his job—is a desperate prayer and a resolute vow. It’s a raw admission of being lost but knowing exactly who to call for the map back home. His verse is a testament to the wisdom a mother provides, the kind that helps one "stay ahead of the curb" and navigate the snakes hidden in plain sight.
Then comes Fayn, shifting the perspective from a present struggle to a poignant rearview mirror reflection. He recounts the specifics of a past that feels achingly real—skipping class, flushing work down the toilet, stealing twenties out of purses, and the shame that came with it. His narrative is a timeline of redemption, moving from the back of a police raid to the front seat of a Benz, attributing every blessing to the guardian angel who never gave up. It’s in his verse that the track’s core message of gratitude is crystallized. He’s not just thanking his momma for making something out of nothing; he’s thanking her for making him into something when he felt worthless. The track culminates in a powerful, shared recognition of maternal strength, a queen who raised a king, a warrior who deserves the crown. "Talkin Momma" is a mandatory listen for anyone who understands that the path to greatness is paved with the sacrifices of the woman who gave you life. Follow: https://linktr.ee/fayn | https://linktr.ee/vegauncivilizedmusic | Contact: Uncivilized Music 786-339-1949 | Paul Raisethestakes2025@gmail.com

Fayn, V.E.G.A - Talkin' Momma

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V.E.G.A, Fayn - Talkin' Momma

What’s in a name? For Miami’s Fayn, it’s everything. It’s the code, the mission, and the warning shot all fired at once. On one hand, it’s an acronym for the believers: Forever Achieve Your Nirvana. It’s a call to turn struggle into strength, a mantra for anyone grinding their way out of the mud. On the other hand, it’s a direct message to the doubters, the haters, and the opposition: F* All Ya’ll N*****. This duality isn’t a gimmick; it’s the source code of his art—a constant balance between the pain that fuels him and the passion that sets him free.
Fayn’s story begins in Allapattah, a neighborhood that exists in the shadows of Miami’s postcard-perfect beaches and neon-lit nightlife. This is the other Miami—the one defined by low-income realities, not luxury resorts. It was here, far from the tourist trails, that Fayn was shaped. Raised in a household with a powerhouse mother who instilled in him the unwavering principles of faith, hard work, and perseverance, he learned early that survival required a different kind of hustle. With his father in and out of his life following an early divorce, and as the youngest of three siblings, Fayn became a keen observer of the world around him. His most impactful childhood memory—feeling helpless as he watched his mother get robbed at gunpoint—wasn't just a traumatic event; it was a catalyst. It planted a seed of resolve to one day become powerful enough to protect the people he loved.
While he started writing his first rhymes at 14, his journey as an artist was forged in fire. At 17, a brief incarceration and a nearly fatal car accident served as a violent wake-up call. Staring his mortality in the face, Fayn realized time and talent were gifts he could no longer afford to waste. That’s when the hobby became a vocation. He dedicated himself to perfecting his craft, transforming his lived experiences—the pain, the city, the past—into witty, conceptual, and deeply lyrical narratives.
His musical style is a modern-day reinterpretation of raw, authentic storytelling. Ask him who he’s comparable to, and the names speak volumes: the raw, unfiltered passion of DMX, the conceptual brilliance of J. Cole, and the street-level lyricism of Dave East. Fayn’s music isn’t just heard; it’s visualized. He crafts tracks that give listeners an instant picture of his perspective on life, love, and loss. It’s a sound that’s both riveting and refreshingly honest, a direct challenge to the often-monolithic soundscape of his city.
And the industry is taking notice. Fayn’s relentless grind is paying off in tangible, undeniable ways. In 2024 alone, he has dropped a series of potent tracks, including "G-Code" (feat. Elz El Real) and a blistering "Statik Selektah Freestyle (Live)." But his crowning achievement to date is the project Heart Of a Wolf 2. Released through his affiliation with Pistol Pete’s K.A.R. Imprint, the project kicks off with a powerful intro from none other than DJ Khaled. The single, “Look What I Did,” became Fayn’s first charting song, rocketing to the #8 position on the iTunes Top 40 Hip-Hop/Rap chart in the UK—a feat for which he recently received a commemorative plaque.
This success isn't happening in a vacuum. Fayn has honed his dynamic stage presence by sharing stages with giants. He recently wrapped the "420 Tour" as an opening act for the legendary Curren$y and has also opened for the Teacha himself, KRS-ONE. Performing alongside these icons has solidified his reputation as an artist who can command a crowd and stand tall amongst veterans.
So, what truly separates Fayn from the crowded field of aspiring artists? It’s his unapologetic honesty and the unique facts that define his character. He’s a Brooklyn native shaped by the streets of Miami. He’ll tell you straight up, “It’s way harder for me to give up than to keep going.” He’s never been baptized, yet his music is filled with a spiritual-level conviction. He uses his platform not to brag, but to testify.
The core message woven through every bar is one of defiant possibility. "I want to inspire people positively," Fayn explains. "And demonstrate that my relentlessness, creativity, honesty, and passion will never be in vain." His music is a living testament to the belief that there is no success without struggle, no glory without grind, and no reward without risk. For Fayn, the mission is clear: to achieve his nirvana, and to provide the soundtrack for everyone else trying to do the same.
Follow Fayn’s journey and stream his latest project, Heart Of a Wolf 2, on all major platforms. Connect with him @faynmusic for updates, new releases, and behind-the-scenes content.
► Fayn | Booking Information🔻
Email: certifiedhoaw@gmail.com + fayn.artrevsol@gmail.com  | https://linktr.ee/fayn

Rap/Hip Hop and Electronica artist from the mountains!

Story telling Poet, Music Composer and Producer.
geraldegreene@gmail.com

There’s a difference between talking and telling the truth. V.E.G.A. exists for the latter. Forged in the Bronx and hardened in the heat of Hialeah, Florida, the Dominican-American lyricist operates on a code where every bar is a building block and every song is a sermon on the realities of the hustle. His name itself is the mission statement, a dual-edged mandate for anyone navigating the game: Visualize Everything in Getting Aware, a warning to never fall for the okie doke, and a reminder that the endgame is Very Expensive Goals Accomplished. This is the sound of a man who has seen both sides of the coin and knows exactly what it costs to flip it in your favor.
Raised in a typical, tough-love Dominican household by two immigrant parents, V.E.G.A. learned discipline early. With a militant father ensuring no line was crossed without consequence, a certain resilience was hammered into his DNA. While he admits to "wasting most of his high-school time chasing females and getting high," that period was its own education, teaching him the street-level economics and human dynamics that would later fuel his art. At 15, the journey officially began, turning raw observation into abrasive, brash delivery. He’s a "game spitter, a truth teller," crafting songs about his life that are so visceral you can feel the humidity of a South Florida summer and the tension of a deal going down.
His sound is a potent cocktail of his influences—a modern-day fusion of his most revered architects. You hear the entrepreneurial chess moves and intricate storytelling of Jay-Z, the raw, poetic street reporting of Nas, and the unapologetic pimp-talk and game-spitting of Too Short. V.E.G.A. isn’t mimicking; he’s channeling. The inspiration comes from anywhere: riding in his car listening to raw beats, watching current events unfold, or studying the masters who can really rap. But just as crucial is his motivation from the other side of the spectrum. “No cap,” he admits, “listening to wack rappers” inspires him just as much—a constant reminder of the standard that must be met and the lyrical laziness he refuses to entertain.
What truly separates V.E.G.A. from the sea of artists vying for the spotlight is his command of the stage. In an era of backing tracks and low-energy performances, he possesses the rare, magnetic ability to control a crowd, turning skeptics into believers with sheer presence and lyrical force. The concepts are sharper, the storytelling is clearer, and the bars hit harder because they come from an authentic place. His latest track, "The Comission" featuring Fayn and Mr.Milan, is a testament to this, a hard-hitting posse cut that showcases his signature style. And with plans to hit Statik Selektah’s acclaimed Shade 45 radio show for a freestyle in September, he’s ready to prove his mettle on one of hip-hop’s most respected platforms.
But behind the abrasive delivery is a multi-faceted mind. V.E.G.A. is a "low-key chef," a "sports fanatic," and maybe most tellingly, a "ghetto accountant"—a title that speaks to a sharp financial mind honed not in a classroom, but by necessity. It all feeds into his ultimate message: do what you love, love what you do, but make damn sure you get paid for it. V.E.G.A.’s music is the playbook for anyone with that same fire. It’s for those who understand that awareness is armor and ambition is fuel. Don’t fall for the okie doke. Visualize, get aware, and get paid.

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Static is a weekly new music program on Sydney public radio station 2SER-FM, which debuted in 1992.
For over 30 years, hosts Berko and Mick have been at the forefront of championing new bands and music trends, with up-to-the-second fresh releases from around the world.
Each week's show blends everything from alternative pop to underground rock, eclectic electronica, post-everything and much more.
Every week Berko speaks in-depth to an artist on the show ... these are those interviews.
Stream full programs at www.2ser.com/static

I have written mostly celtic-Christian music for my stage production, Monarchess. Irish music melts my heart, but I also write pop, country and R&B. I am a graduate of Belmont U in Nashville (1991), so I have an appreciation of all genres from all decades of commercial music.

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