Name: Weather Report by z3r4ch13l
Duration: 3 min 32 s
Description: Though your sleep is restful, something feels off. Is that a storm on the horizon?

Axolotl

Blackberry Ku$h

Stoner Gang (Snippet)

Cloud Skatin (ft. Danny Brown)

On Deck Remix

Fuck the World

Death Grips Exmilitary (Official Mixtape)

RELEASE DATE April 27 2011

Death Grips - Exmilitary - 5 - Takyon (Death Yon)

Reverse Beat

this goes out to those that aren't curious.
The ones that don't know and don't care to.
Those that don't wonder - dont ask questions.
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They say it's rude to talk standards with passion.
So what's the point of talkin' artforms in action
If nothing 'bout the way things are makes you upset. There's no point of talking' bout what they're lacking

You don't wanna know the depth of how this shits made. No curiosity for history is ground laid. 
For all the sounds made to keep frauds mad paid. 
And being nice is why we're here in the first place. 

we got scared of being pegged as pretentious. 
And let the shallow souls chase for attention. 
Bad intentions, fester under the glossy masks
Bad inventions, desecrating beloved crafts. 

we're supposed to just "let people enjoy things" 
Letting them inside the gates to destroy things. 
Avoid making them feel bad about what they do 
But everything WE do is fair game for their abuse.

Fuck it, fuck you, and fuck AI too.
Call us some haters while you eat the steel toed boot.
Because we let you take the wheel and you drunk drove.
Twisted everything that we loved around a steel pole.

So raise a toast to the assholes. 
The smug pricks that dig samples and chop soul. 
And make their music with honesty as their goal
Because we're done with politeness we won't fold. 

The only tone policing here is an EQ
You can't can't tell us what to do now, we refuse. 
We'll make everything we want 
study everything that made us, 
proudly stand on the giants shoulders while you hate us.

Claim the future guided by elders and ancients. 
Slice with liquid swords regardless if we're nameless.

I'm not scared of being labeled pretentious.
I'd rather be that than whatever you like is.
I'm not scared of being called an elitist. 
I'd rather be that than whatever you like is. 


Drowning In The River

Though your sleep is restful, something feels off. Is that a storm on the horizon?

Weather Report

Lyrics:
I feel the chill in the wind.
I see my breath in the air.
I close my eyes for a moment.
It feels like you're right there.

Throughout the times with each other
Our sacred space that we'd hold
I knew I'd love you forever.
Like an unbreakable spell. 

Whether the sun came out to join us. 
Or the moon softly observed. 
I'd wrap my arms around you. 
Cozy relief from the world

From the finest point of your whiskers
To the textured end of your tail
I'd gladly be your forever
For every breath you inhale

And I know it's hard to fathom
What it's like for our mortal minds
But when I hold you
And you hold me
I can tell there's something divine. 


I'd say this is the first time I've ever truly made a love song. Just so happens it's the first song I've ever made with a partner and the first time I've ever collaborated with my girlfriend @bmo_dreams. Bonding over the fact that we both make music; her being a chiptune artist and me being a hip-hop & electronic/industrial artist. I asked her about possibly making some loops for me. She sent me an old tune she made and let me chop it up and I quickly went to work.

At first it was a challenge. I had NEVER worked with her style of music before... but I kept trying, giving it space and time when I needed to clear my head. At one point, I found some old breakbeats my friend in Sapporo, Japan gave me about 20 years ago and used it. Just so happened that this was the thing I needed to get the gears turning. I found myself quickly writing lyrics before I even finished the instrumental and recording vocals shortly after. The whole thing resulted in a sound that joyfully reminds me of Ruby Haunt's "Sanctuary", Pizzicato Five's "Baby Love Child", George Clanton's "Make It Forever" and "Standing Outside A Broken Phonebooth With Money In My Hand" by Primitive Radio Gods.  An Indie-Pop, chiptune, alternative song that feels hopeful and tender.

I love this song.
I love you, Autumn.: As my Girlfriend, As a Person, As A Season & As a Rat. <3

Weather Report

z3r4ch13l

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