Villebillies And Elephant Room At Waverly

“Take me home to my grass roots. The only place that I can call my own ooooooh. Take me home to my grass roots. The only place where I don't feel alone ooooooh.” Villebillies “Grass Roots” It has been a few days since the concert and it is still fresh in my mind. A concert like that is something you would never forget. So I am going to try my best to write up this review of sorts of the concert complete with some photos. So I guess I will just start from the beginning. Most everyone knows that I am a pretty hardcore Villebillies fan. Drive 2 hours each way to see them when they play in Louisville. This trip started just like the rest. We got ready and left the house around 5pm. We left a little early to make sure we got there in time and just in case something happened. Good thing we did. This was a little longer trip then we normally take. It was 102 miles there and a 102 miles back. But worth every mile.

I know this dont say 102 miles because this was taken after I remembered to grab a photo. I guess I was just to excited. This marks the idk 20th time I have seen the boys live. This time was different. It is the 3rd time that I have seen Elephant Room live also. The trip went smooth. Ending up having to take a detour in New Albany IN. But got back on track with everything. We finally found our road to go into Waverly. There was a line of cars that seems like a mile long. We pulled in got a decent parking and got out and stretched our legs.

We took some photos of the outside of the place and then proceeded to walk down this long dark road. For those who dont know Waverly Hills Sanitarium is one of the most haunted places in the US. You can just tell its creep factor by just looking at it from the outside. So we made are way up to the front and waited in this line. We then realized that this was just for the haunted house they where having but none the less we got our tickets for the show up at the counter. We asked when the show started and it didnt start until 10. At this time it was 8 so we had some time to kill. We walked back to the car and got into our Halloween outfits. We took some more photos and had some laughs.

About 9:15 we decided to walk back up to the front. We ran into this security guard and got a little in-site about where to go for the concert. So we walked up and asked the DJ and he pointed us in the right direction. We walked right past this police officer and got right where we need to be. Right out side was Demi, Child, Chase, and a few random people. Right off the bat we was shown love. Not because what we are wearing or because we are fans but because over these years we have gotten to know them. It was more of like a group of friends hanging out and what not. We all stood around and talked for a bit until more people started showing up. Now that people are coming in we decided to go inside to warm up and get a drink. Captain Morgan was there and giving out free drinks. So I grabbed me a drink or two and started walking around more. Meet up with Chase again and that man is just awesome. He showed me so much love. Every other word coming from his mouth was this mother fucker Chris Popp is the man, I love this man. Shelby came up and shot the shit a little more with us. I didnt feel like I was at a concert but a party with friends. (

The show was getting ready to start so I grabbed another drink and made my way up front. I couldnt tell you what song they started with or ended with but let me tell you what Elephant Room puts on one hell of a show. Chase and PawPaw put on a great show for the fans. Full of life and energy. Before the show started I asked Chase if they where going to play their new song landed and he told me no. I was sad but later on he came out and said they can play anything they want and I asked about Landed and sure enough they played that song for me. I felt fresh. I am a few drinks in at this time and pictures where starting to get here and there. I am not sure if it was me or the place itself. I kept my hands steady but then again I was drinking. During their set Demi from Villebillies came up and did a track with them. As always it was awesome. Not sure the name of the song but still pretty nice.

The set lasted around 45 mins to an hour. But I could have listened to them go all night. After a brief intermission and a drink refill or two more people started showing up. Before Elephant Room came on I was talking to Demi and he was kinda bummed that not many people showed up. It wasnt their fault but Waverly trying to exploit them. I didnt care I came to support Island Earth. It could have been me and like 10 people and I would have been ok with it. Villebillies started off with the track One Shot. Still one of my favorite tracks. They where lively and awesome as always. If you havent seen any of these groups live yet then you are missing out. Each time I have seen them it has gotten better. And this show was bring recorded for an upcoming dvd. The show was going smooth and amazing until some dumb cunt got into a fight with another girl because she was touched. Demi got pissed at this point and told her where to go. After about 5 mins of this she was taken away and the show got back on track. Got some really good photos but then again some not so good cause of the spirits of Waverly. The show ended with 50 Down Dixie. A great ending to a great show.

Walking back to the car was something I didnt want to do. I didnt want the night to end nor the music. It felt like I said a group of friends just hanging out and playing music. I felt like I belonged. I am a part of Island Earth. A part of something amazing. This is a concert that I am never going to forget. Esp the words I heard from Demi. This is a show I mentally needed. So dont waste your time on crappy radio music go for something that is amazing. Support good music. Support Island Earth.

How to pretend to be smart in order to get laid or to get nowhere in life.

                In this day and age dating is a common thing. Well hell even way back in the before time dating was a normal thing. Jonny goes and picks up Susie for the box social. Jonny will have Susie home by 9:30 and walk her to her house with his letterman’s jacket on her shoulders. This is rare now a days. For the most part these days guys will pick up their dates and take them out to eat or a movie. But when they bring the girl home its much later and depending of if he “got some” or not depends on if he will call her back. Most likely she will not hear from him again. This is the new social standard. This is trash.

                In this note/blog whatever I am going to touch on things that will probably piss off a lot of people. If you are easily offended then I would probably stop reading this now. I am going to touch on things that piss me off about guys and girls this day and age. So here it goes.

                The other day I posted a status update on facebook basically blasting dating and putting some blame on the female raise. Saying I am to amazing to go out and search for a girl. That I am just going to sit back and make them work and come to me. It met with a lot of love and praises. Saying Chris you are a great guy and you deserve the best. And then there was that one person who basically put me down. I have since then deleted the post and that person will not be said in this blog. Why you may ask since above I said I am probably going to piss some people off? Well it’s because in all reality I respect the person. Just had some rough days with said person in the before time.

                Dating isn’t an easy thing for anyone. I call dating the “sniffing butt stage.” We basically act like dogs. Sniffing another butt to get to know that person. We spend most of our lives getting to know people and then alienating other people to make room for the new. Now with me I keep those I respect closer. I do have a lot of friends but then again I only keep a few close to me. But this blog/note isn’t about friends. It’s about dating and relationships.

                I suck at relationships but I have learned a lot. I won’t settle for crap when I know I can do better. But most guys are douche bags and go for just a pretty face. They will put the girl down and tell her she isn’t pretty just to keep her at bay. He may hit her and bruise her pretty little face but does she leave… NO. Why would anyone want to stay in a relationship like that? “Oh I love him. He is my everything.” That’s fucking bullshit. If he loved you then he wouldn’t put a hand on you. Guys like that should be shot. And I wish I could pull the fucking trigger on all those guys who think its ok to hit or belittle a female.

                But sometimes it’s not just the guys fault. The girl is at fault about 50% of the time. She will chose the guy with the looks over what is in his brain. I know looks matter. Yeah your parents tell you and feed you those lies over the years but the truth of it all it matters. People will pick looks over what is best for them every time. I see all these guys who act “gangster” but in reality they are fucking tools. But they have all these hot girls all over them and name their kids Pancake or Qwezler. The girl will pick these tools over someone who would actually do them good.

                I am not saying I am God’s gift to women or anything, but I am me and I have a lot going on. I am going to pretend to know things in order to go places in life. So I will pretend I am smart to get laid. If a guy can pretend to be “gangster” then I can pretend to be something I am not. Some will argue and say I am smart but I am me. I am my own person with my own style and what not. Girls seem to like who I am and how I treat them. But now if I can only find a girl in the other 50%. That’s the kind of girl I want. But will I ever find that girl probably now. But then again I will probably settle for a girl in the top 50% from the other spectrum. But this blog isn’t about me looking for some sex or anything.

                I can careless about sex. Sex is a something special shared between two people. Yeah I have had meaningless sex before. Do I regret it? Well of course I do. But when sex was used as an emotional crutch it loses its meaning. That’s about all I am going to say about sex because that could be a new post on its own.
So what have we learned in this post. Let me break it down a little more for you.

• Guys will beat a girl and the girl will stay
• Girls will chose a guy that is no good for them
• Dating isn’t for anyone
• Respect is the key
• Sex isn’t everything
• Be yourself and don’t pretend

                Well that’s it for now boys and girls. I will be interested and reading the hate I will probably get from this post. So with all this said I will leave you with these lyrics to a song. So take this for what it is. Words for someone to enjoy.
-Chris
“Baby doll I recognize you’re a hideous thing in side. If there was ever a lucky kind it’s you you you.” – Tv On The Radio “Wolf Like You”

Let The Right One In (Old PSA)

This blogs name is taken from the movie Let The Right One In. But this isnt about the movie. This blog will probably be everywhere. This may end up being a PSA. But who knows. I know the next one after this one will be another song break down. Well once I figure out the track I want to to. I have a few ideals but nothing set in stone. But here it goes.


Where do I start? I think this will be a PSA. A different kind of PSA that I have done in the past.. This will be basically a big Fuck Off. So in the end you may pretty well be pissed off. But If you cant have and open mind and let this all sink in then you have no business reading my blogs.

Hate. Thats such a strong word. People now a days tossed that word around. They have tossed it around so much that it has become a fashion statement per say. I dont use the word hate very often. There are a few that I hate with every ounce of my body. Im not going to get into it in this blog. That was something that I have dealt with over the years and learned not to let it get to me.

But kids these days hate anything and everything. Its becoming part of the click. A new thing to do. OOO I hate Jenny because her hair is blonder than mine.. Or I hate Josh because he broke up with Lisa. Hate has become the new black. It seems that once one person starts to hate then others will follow. Kinda like a domino effect. One person hates then it falls from there. Sometimes that kind of hate blows up and gets out of control. We all know about Hitlers reign in Germany. Well that all started with one guys hate. And bam almost a whole nation killed off because of hate.

Silly kids these days will start drama just to have that hate.. Its like they wake up and say "Today is a good day. I think Im going to start hating Julie because I dont have anyone else to hate." Its things like this that will see a kid bring a gun to school. Do we really need another school shooting. But hate is nothing new. Hate has been around since the beginning of time. Adam hated Eve and Eve hated Adam. Maybe not but you get the ideal.

Now this next part will piss a few people off and really I dont care. I believe that the bible was created for "Crowed Control". Think about it a book telling the life of someone in hopes you lead a honest hate free life. But this little book and all the books like it has cause some of the hateful fights. People have died to keep these words a live. Thats all they are just words written from a text no one really understands. Words getting miss interpreted over the years. Things get lost and people take them the wrong way.

Hate is define as:
1. To have a great aversion to, with a strong desire that evil should befall the person toward whom the feeling is directed; to dislike intensely; to detest; as, to hate one's enemies; to hate hypocrisy.

Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer. --1 John iii. 15.

2. To be very unwilling; followed by an infinitive, or a substantive clause with that; as, to hate to get into debt; to hate that anything should be wasted.

I hate that he should linger here. --Tennyson.

3. (Script.) To love less, relatively. --Luke xiv. 26.


Even the definition to hate cant describe exactly what it means. There is so more than just that. So why has this became a fad now? I blam it on the parents and there parents. I was brought up to hate. Yes I was taught to hate some races and taught all the hateful words to say. But I learned over the years that its not worth it. I dont hate and I never did except those few people that I actually do. Thats another blog for another time. So if you're still reading this and not pissed then you arent a hateful person. But if you are a little mad then read these words and live your hateful life toward them.

1: Dont hate, we dont have very long on this planet as it is.
2: Smile and get the fuck over it.
3: Dont start drama just because you want to get attention.
4: Give hugs. Hugs can be the greatest thing in the world if you let it be.
5: Just turn around: If someone starts hating you then just turn around. No need to add wood to the fire.


Im not saying that I know everything, but this is just a piece of my mind. Some random thoughts and what not. If you dont like them then dont read these. These are meant for education, entertainment, and to piss people off. For now this is it.. Enjoy.


-Chris-

Agony Is Truth (rant)

“But time taught me how to see every second as heaven even though they're perfectly disguised as hell.” – “Smile” Eyedea And Abilities 

                If music has taught me anything it’s you can describe anything with just the littlest of words. You don’t have to say much to get a point across. So why did I start this off with a quote from a song. Well to prove a point. That no matter what you see if life it will always be disguised as something else. So where do I start with this blog, and how will it end up? I have an idea but if it will end up where I hope I have no idea. So here we go.

                Looking at today you see a lot of things going on. From the common person living their life the way they was told to. Or the way that they saw their own parents do. From beating down a small child or hitting a fragile women.  Death is all around us but yet we do nothing about it. We don’t live for the moment. We don’t take life and enjoy every second even though we know its hell.

                The state if humanity is no more. It is man vs. trash. Brains have been replaced by meth. Drugs are a huge part of civilization. We need just the littlest pill to get through the day. Pop it and make it. Some take that to heart. They can’t even get up from the bed without a pain killer. But is it their fault or the man who started it all? Do we blame the monster or the man who created him?

                Today I went to the pool. For those who personally know me knows that I can’t stand to be around people for very long. It’s not the fact that I hate people, I do, but the fact that I can’t stand to see people in the shape they are. To look around and see people having fun is a good thing but seeing the shape they are in is another. A man that stricken me as “white trash” was a guy covered in joker tattoos. Not a mixture of different types of jokers, but a take on the joker rolling papers. I’m not saying that tattoos are trash because I have a lot of them myself. But the choice he picked to cover his body in the same thing. I know people should have a theme but don’t “white trash” it. Art is the best form of expression no matter what kind of art it is. But there is a line to be drawn somewhere.

                There is so much bad out there but why do I see the bad in the people who can be good? I can tell so much about a person just with their smile. It says a lot. I mean when someone smiles they are ether happy or hiding something. The truth lies behind it. Some years ago a friend of mine came to me and asked me what I thought about their guy. Well I have never met this man, but she knew what I can do. So she sent me a photo, and in this photo I saw a man hiding something. He had a smile that held lies, and evil. So some time later after I have told her what I thought she came back to me and told me I was right. That she should have heed my warnings.

                So where does this leave humanity? I think we are going backwards.  We are regressing to a time where we have to fight for everything. Down to the last slice of boar that we caught in the forest. But what do we do when there is no more boars, or nothing in the forest to hunt? I think we will end up killing off more than just the dreams of the young. Killing each and every person’s hopes, and dreams.  

                We are slowly dying as each days passes. So in the end we will end up on the back burner. Trying to climb our way to the top of nothing. So what am I trying to tell you all? I guess that’s up to you to figure out. For now I will leave you with this.  

“Agony is truth its our connection to the living I accept it as perfection and keep on existing in the now.” – “Smile” Eyedea And Abilities

My Last Will And Testament

To whom it may concern,
This is my last will and testament. I have lived a very full life. Was always surrounded by friends and family, but just like life I have seen them come and go. They were pulled from the very being of my existence. As I sit here and type this I can’t help but look at how my life leads me here. How I became who I am today. Seeing everyone come and go I can feel the tears as they fall. No matter how hard I hold back I can’t seem to hold on to anything anymore. As the light gets brighter I welcome it with open arms. There will be many who is upset with me writing this but I can’t help but put my last thoughts out on paper for those who care to read. This isn’t the end but it’s a beginning. A beginning of what you may ask? The beginning of a new life. For with the taking of my life will come new life. Something bigger and better then I could have ever been. So as I slide against these walls I start to lose my grip. This is it. This is the end. Good by my friends. Good by my family.

                                                                                                Forever yours,
                                                                                                      The booger that lives in your nose


                                                           (Inspiration comes in many forms. This is just one of them.)

- Tuesday -

Tuesday seems far away

Like tomorrows yesterday

Today seems only forgotten

Blasting toward a future unknown

Will hopes up high

Drowning in the sea of inspiration

But coming up for air

Days at a time

With the minutes blurring together

Years seems like months

Weeks become hours

Toward the end

We strive for fear

Disillusions

Down for the count

But yet not out

Tuesday seems far away

But the past is unclear

Text Message To A Friend

-Friend-
Things will be alright. Well they have to right? I mean for someone to be in a funk for as long as they can remember one day it WILL have to be ok. I am slowly losing that little piece of me that's holding onto reality. I've been blowing off life without an outlook toward the future. I try and close my eyes and take in deep breaths but these days have seen a lot of scars. Mental not physical. My grip on reality isn't being able to hold much longer. I know it will be ok. It has to. I just have to vent a little. I'm not feeling myself. I'm slowly trying to change myself mentally and psychically. I just don't know how to take life any more. I have became the person I hate the most. The person I would rather kill then save. This is life I know and know it has its ups and downs. Some more than other. But I have been this person that has been helping with people a lot and now I am
 finally looking out to try and find my own help. But I hate people and can't stand the company of others. So what do I do. I block myself out and hope one day ill have this sun that shines on my day. I am sorry this message is so long but I guess I had a lot to say. Love you

- Born From The Ashes Of A Failed Vision -

It’s scary in thought

That the human race is fucked

From start to finish

This whole place is done

From the moment we are born

To the minutes leading up to death

We was giving a goal

But unbeknownst to us

We are fucked

Born to die

Dying to be born

 So we created this moment

The one from our dreams

But from our dreams we raised a nightmare

Rotting moments

Dying hopes

So we close our eyes

We prey the nightmare ends

All in hopes

That one moment we will be able to live

To breath

So sing our song

But from here to there

Far and away

We dream a subtle dream

Born to die

Dying to be born

Save us all

Broken Clock's "The Idea People Are Better Than Ideas." -Lyrical Breakdown-

*** This is my first lyrical break down that I have done in a while. Thanks to Seez Mics for sending me these lyrics for the track “The Idea That People Are Better Than Ideas” – By Broken Clock. This should be interesting. ***

Headphones on – No distractions

Head home to inscribe head stone, prescribe the best inaction

This track is my favorite tracks from the album, and it is also the first track. This is the first two lines from the song but to me also some of the most meaningful ones. Headphones on, no distractions. Is just as it sounds. Basically we all need some way to block out the world to think. There are many choices out there. This happens to be my favorite method also.  To put the headphones on and just let the music take to another place while I relax and forget. Forget about life and the world around me.

I can’t fake it inside but I can take it in stride

And then take you aside to say they can survive

With a famous surprise but not saving their lives

Stripped naked of lies in a blanket divided

I will start with the first line here. I can’t fake it inside but I can take it in stride. To me this means what it sounds. A person can’t fake the world around them on the inside but on the outside they can. They can make you think that it is all alright. And then take you aide to say they can survive. Basically saying that they will be alright. That no matter what happens in their life that they can survive. With A famous surprise but not saving their lives. This one here could mean a few things. One could mean that no matter what they try it’s not saving lives. And the other basically with a surprise not known could have the chance at saving lives but falls short. Stripped naked of lies in a blanket divided. Lies divide us all. So we are stripped naked of all of them and are divided. Where does it lead us naked and alone. 

Celebrating the vibe of all races combined

And their faith intertwined with safe inner mind

Now escaping the bind of all statements denying

The most sacred design for the raped and the blind

Celebrating the vibe of all races combined. Everyone is one. The vibes are strong. And their faith intertwined with safe inner mind. Faith, good old faith, some people feel that it the only way they are safe in their minds is with faith itself. So they will pray and pray and inside they are safe for now. Now escaping the bind of all statements denying. The most sacred design for the raped in the blind. In the land of the blind the man with one eye is king. This statement works well with this in a few ways. To escape the binds of all statements one will just up and deny it all. But those who are less then fortunate are raped and blinded by the man who can see.

Religion is decision and an educated guess is less

Respected than an uninformed belief

Do you believe in integrity especially

When alcohol lets you let it be

Secret ingredient in the recipe

Food for thought mood for mania

Some squares come full circle

Ask anyone who only falls in love with what hurts you

Religion has been the basis of human society for as far back as man. So with a line like “Religion is decision and an educated guess is less” hits more home with a lot of people. Because to most of the world there is nothing more than just religion. When someone comes a long and challenges religion it means a lot less then anything as stated in the next line “Respected than an uninformed belief.” Do you believe in integrity especially? Same thing with this line would you believe in something that really holds no integrity except from the history of man? It goes into the next couple lines talking about alcohol and food for thought. Some feel that alcohol helps them reach that higher being to reach that moment in life where it’s all ok. The last line to me is the key line that brings this part full circle per say. 

Banging on the keys, Hanging from the trees

Disease says please and the host says stay awhile

Fake a smile in the only reality left

So much space and it’s all gonna fall apart

Who’s at fault when the fault line falls in line

With its only purpose in the duration of all time?

Time’s a joke told to stones at the bottom of the food chain

Primitive man hanging from the trees and banging on the things to get heard. To create a sound instead of grunts and moans. This could be said a lot about today’s standards with music. I will touch a little more on that in the end of this. The next line talks about a disease. How a man gave up and just let the “disease” stay. In this reality we all have to fake a smile. To hide behind that mask. The next line means what it means. So much space and it’s all gonna fall apart. But who’s at fault when the fault line falls in line? When things fall in line and shakes the world up. Words have the ability to shake the world. The last line in this part just like the others hits hard in ways. With time being referred to as a joke and being at the bottom of the food chain means that we have no need for time. That time is a huge joke that’s lasted until last. No time needed when you are the bottom.

If I were you, I’d be proud of how to break the fall

When I get a busy signal in response to a mating call

I’m not afraid of ya’ll put the cameras away

Of course I understand what you say

Just not who you say it to

One can be proud of a lot of things. But why with a breaking of a fall. We have been told so much in life so when someone creates lies or beliefs that when they tell you the lie its suppose to help break the fall. The second line states about a said busy signal to a mating call. About how the person heard the call once but when they finally came back to response they get nothing but a busy signal. Some say better late than never but when is being late too much? Being out in the spot light most people can be scared away. Hide from the views of man. People can hear what you say but they refuse to see who they are meant for. So when someone comes along and “preaches” to you about anything you would listen but yet not care who those words are meant for.

I remember falling in love with the idea

That people are better than ideas

Which is honest, but hard to explain yet easy to believe

At the end of the day, we’re all reaching for a key

A sober man silently hopes to stand quietly

This part of the song is one reason I fell in love with this track. I remember falling in love with the idea that people are better than ideas. To me this means what it sounds like. Ideas are always better on paper. Sounds good and we love them but yet we fall in love with the person behind the idea. The moment where our heart fills with love over some amazing idea. Which is honest but heard to explain yet easy to believe.  How much more truth can we get from that. It’s hard to explain what an artist is feeling when they write the song unless you are the artist yourself. So we will believe it before we try to make sense of it. And in the end of the day we are all reaching for our key. A way to unlock those ideas. A sober man silently hopes to stand quietly. This can go back to a few lines before it. About how alcohol or any kind of “drugs” plays an important part of any day activities. So it takes all his power not to stand up and speak his mind.  

In an anxious society ruled by social anxiety

And it ain’t just the ancient

Mind fuck of being complacent, it’s the basic

Entirety of finally coming to grasp

With the fact that there’s nothing to grasp, ask or have

Cause the only wrong question is the one you don’t ask

Cause the only right answer is the one you don’t have

I suffer from social anxiety so this first line hits more to me. Our society is anxious and will jump at the sound of anything. But we get scared and hide ourselves away from the things we don’t understand. And it’s been around forever. We have had our minds brain washed over the course of human history to believe one way and not walk a different path. But that’s the basic of it all. Entirety of finally coming to grasp with the fact that there’s nothing to grasp. Nothings left to grasp. We have been everywhere and people have done everything that they think that it’s the way to go. Cause the only wrong question is the one you don’t ask. Cause the only right answer is the one you don’t have. Challenge the system, ask questions. We will not get very far without asking questions. So we keep silent. We work day in and day out for the same thing. And we will until we put those headphones on and hide ourselves away from the grasp and the key we yearn for.

Both halves of good and evil are masterminds

That learned long ago to simply laugh and cry

To pass the time after being asked why

Everything including themselves has to die

Life has been a struggle between good and evil for years. So we get played upon the words and the hopes that it will get better (good) and then it never happens (evil). But in turn we will both laugh and cry like we was told to years ago by your parents. The last two lines here basically means to me that we will pass the time asking the questions we don’t know, or dream of the idea that we wish to believe but end up dead. 

I remember falling in love with the idea

That people are better than ideas

Which is honest, but hard to explain yet easy to believe

At the end of the day, we’re all reaching for a key

A sober man silently hopes to stand quietly

And this is the end of the song. I won’t go back and break this one down again so I will end the breakdown here and give the last final words. 

I started writing this a couple days ago but realized that this project became more than I thought it would be. I wanted to get this track right. To give my own feelings about it. To break down the words and such. I wrote half of this one day and the rest today. I don’t go back and read it but instead I just write down what I am feeling about that line at that time or how I felt when listening to it. I asked Cole (writer/rapper of this project) about why he wrote the track. He said “I had spent so much time and energy funneling myself into the standard rap format that I wanted to cut ties from structure and allow feel to guide my words, not a template.” I myself already felt this way about his works as it. That it wasn’t the radio I’m going to fuck a chick, boom boom from the speakers radio rap that is out there. He goes on to say this about this track “the song's meaning is perfectly explained in the title, but the title is long and ambiguous by rap standards. I spent some time thinking of how I could whittle the title down to something short and easily grasped, but eventually I just said fuck it. The purpose of this project is to eschew format and embrace meaning, so that's the title.” The idea that people are better than ideas. Where do we go from here? This man has caught my attention over the years but it wasn’t until the Broken Clock album until I really fell in love with his idea.

So people before you go out and buy the new Soulja Boy album just remember it’s been done before. That the radio music is full of rehashed ideas. Sure it looks good on paper and will bring in money but where is the heart? I have been asking myself that for years. Where is the heart? Where are the feelings, the true meanings? I don’t think the world could handle real music with heart. I don’t think anyone can believe it. So where do we stand? For now back at that idea.