Saturday, July 25, 2009

I love John Coltrane...

No doubt I do. I wrote a poem in his honor and although it's already in the blog I'll put it up again here because I just set that shit to music and want you to appreciate both at the same time. Joy chose the musical piece and then I mixed 2 pieces to do my musipoem. Damn that garage band is the bomb!

Tribute to John Coltraine

Be bop poem
Rip rocken
Sure shocken
Be boppen
Get things poppen
Drown in the avalanche of sound
Smooth riffs of saxophones
Drum and bass a cacophony of tones
Jazzy melodies and 20-minute solos
In the flow it goes
Listen to him blow up and down the scale
Climbing to the top the cat sure can wail
He's a musical genius, tremendous
The bass and sax make you tingle and relax
He's a legend of jazz
Pushing it to out of breath
His breath control circular breathing
Look close, you can see his chest heaving
Covering the night club with a musical flood
Sound so bold and bright playing deep into the night
Fingers quick in a split kicking off licks
He makes it look so easy and sound so ready
Accompanied by a throbbing bass and drumming pace
Like busting through darkness
His sound drips then gushes
He lived that lush life high as a kite, drinks or smack he could play that sax
Expressing emotions and feeling his be bop beat no one else could compete so unique and complete be free style or off the sheet
he captured the vibe of city streets
Back in the day that man could play
Fast or slow sweet and mellow
He played like the sound of a sunrise
He played like the sound of the dawn
Quiet like whispers of nightfall
The beat of heavy rainfall, deep in the jungle call
Notes squealing and squeaking like his instrument was speaking kept peaking the next level seeking
Made you feel something playing music sounding like running so stunning backed by drumming bass fingers strumming
He uncovered explored and opened sounds to his sax roar
want more want more
how that melody did soar in score after score
The cymbal and the high hat the toe tap
Plays filling the empty spaces a colorful oasis with rhythm chases
guides our ears through a maze of amazing solos the way you blow
Like no other like no other
Saxophone smothered
There you go again blowing like a northeasterly wind
So free so easy so easy so free
Holding those high notes making music float playing in the haze of your dope
Your music stands the test of time
It is everlasting forceful blasting
I like to listen to you in my different mind states help me escape
I want to ride that Blue Train
With My Favorite things
Making that soprano sax sing
Want to make my Ascension with Giant Steps
To the Afro Blue Impression
To Meditations
Got to hear that Love Supreme
From the Blue Note to The Village Vanguard
You were kicking it heavy and hard
Getting down with Monk and Miles
That free jazz invented your own style

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Say It Louder

I say word and my words are heard over the sound of the rushing herd I emerge with words heard all over the universe I try to splurge on my flashy words that I merge say word say word in agreement of my poetic achievement say word as I mix the vocal rhyme to a frenzy say word as I MC to eternity say word as I try to elevate my mind state say word and sit back and watch me operate say word as I try to make the world shake say word as I originate a verbal chef words I bake then cool to refrigerate to try to effect your mind state say word say word

back in time to rhyme

I am a spray can with a wall of possibilities
I shoot out in all directions and color infinity
With a psychedelic kaleidoscopic of eternal hope
I float through time with my rhyme
I walk backward thru my past lives
And understand there is only one day
One minute one second one small tick of the clock
That’s why I got to rock the spot non-stop
I am swirls of Jackson Pollock paint spilling exploding in a black universe
Streaking light years past the sun I am lost and found in a vortex the ever-drifting dubblex

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Carnal knowledge

My fingertips hunt your flesh
I long for your embrace
Like a parched man yearns for chilled liquids
In my mind I envision you threadbare and naked
Panting for my affections
My soul dripping with passion
I study your ways and moves like a sailor navigates the seas
Determined to stir you to love me
I will control your responses to my advances
The romances and heartfelt glances
My hands, mouth and lips take their chances
As a wild animal looking for a mate
I stalk you as if my life depended on it
You live my tomorrows
You bear my future forth
I surrender to the past
Deny thee
Refuse me
Reject me
My desires overpower you
Like a North Shore wave
My desires toss you asunder
Intoxicate you
Release my serotonin rush of my concupiscence
With that - fully conquer you
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