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about
In writing this track, I wanted to personify music. I eventually settled on the idea of viewing music as this beast, akin to Bigfoot, the Lockness Monster, and the Yeti. This musical creature, became the Speaker Creature. But I also wanted to answer the question of "why do I choose to spend my spare-time writing lyrics/making music?" My answer to this personal question is that music, (The Speaker Creature) compels me to do so. I sometimes feel as if I am being attacked by creativity and it forces me to do it's bidding. There is also a personal disconnect after writing and recording a song and I feel as if it is no longer my own, but it's own identity. This version of "Speaker Creature" is the 5th remix, rewrite, etc.
lyrics
Verse 1:
Since the days of old,
I've been trying to grab his microphone
He resides on another planet, in another zone
But when he finally emerges and lifts the curtains up
Fabrics of dimension, late-night show convention
See, those curtains are the mind, connected to the brain
Synaptic gaps, walks the gangplank
Stage right, he emerges to a inviting applause
Synchronizing naturally, filling the hall
He takes your ears, with both hands as he steers
Them to a destination of his very own liking
Speed limit not set, falling and rising
Swerving through sound and celestial space
Universes overlapping pulsing in your face
Tunneling thru your system and eventually coming
Out of the metro, get off at your stop
Before he drops your ears off at mentality parking-lot
You just cruised thru the country, wind in your hair(ear)
Before taking the tunnel back to your brain there
Are misconceptions believed about the creature
But don't worry, morphing is one of his unique features
Chorus:
Let the pulse groove, allow it to move
Speak solemn truths to a mind
As the Speaker Creature, makes his own way
Through space and time
Verse 2:
See when I choose to,
Speak to you, my body is becoming his mic
With every sound, every line, every word, I incite
Recite verses from his own stellar notepad
Opened for me to examine, deliver while I stand
Up to your applause, refuse my own flaws
Stellar notepad becomes rules and laws
Attached to his soul through mic umbilical cord
Oxygenated across dimensions, cosmic blood flow
Stand slow, lay low, while I gather my pulse
Bpm's high, birthed in celestial section ← (Cesarean or C-Section)
I'm ready to spread his word without my own reservations
I'm an apostle dedicated to spreading his nouns and verbs
Or any sounds he requires and deserves
Because to be allowed to peak behind the curtain, and see backstage
Is to learn the inner workings of how gangplanks are ultimately made
End:
See cuz when he's just trying to get back to his own home
You best leave him alone
He's just trying to make it back to the place where he belongs and zones
He resides inside your mind x3
Enters through your ears, loves, endears
credits
from Celestial [407520],
released October 8, 2012
-Arsenal_Arsenio on tha messages
-El Sistema 407 on tha grooves, levels, n' clean-up
