Lovelife-Atmosphere

And as I look across the sea I smile at the sun
While it feeds the weeds the nutrition they need
The people still breathe, the city still bleeds
I'm going to love it to death and keep planting my seeds
I'm going to love it to death and keep an eye on the seeds
I'll be in love till im dead, I keep reaching the seeds
I'll give all I got left just to teach you to read
Love life to the death and keep planting my seeds
And when the soul begins to reap, I think she'll know me from the sleep
I keep caught in the corner of my bloodshot eyes
And if she has the nerve, to let me dump a couple last words
I'm gonna turn to the earth and scream (Love your life)

More digital than dusty, but trust me I be tourin' space

Carolina Chocolate Drops.

I always had this weird aversion to music that even resembled country... but a blonde vixon in Davis and a construction worker from home have been converting me. The blue grass twang is so... so genuine. It lacks the pretentiousness of "indie" rock and the vulgarity of a lot of the rap I listen contains.

Someone is playing the kazoo. Fuck. Yes.

"Hit 'Em Up Style"- Carolina Chocolate Drops, Genuine Negro Jig.
Listen.

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Trying to stay relevant.
What is relevance? Being applicable or expendable? Meaning something to someone? Having some kind effect on something in this large, over populated world?

Trying to exist in a way that is actually existing.

jittery zeitgeist

Ahimsa.