I know of such a place

where train tunnels are not always engulfed in darkness, where time rambles on tracks and meadows stay forever green only sometimes they become coated with yellowed snow to rejoice the coming of a European winter. Such a place I know of where you could freely run away from any catch twenty-two, where you could still be…

The Anti Bugle Call Rag

Such sobriety in the court where these kids played ball. It’s impossible to hear any gratifying bugle call or those subtle syncopated symphonies. Am I one to proclaim youth as phony? Look. Monotones can never be swank tunes, they are merely unrefined masterpieces of loons. Clad in black with anarchic unison, boorish teens gather among this white noise,…

Higher

This whiskey got me feelin’ pretty So pardon if I’m impolite I just really need your ass with me I’m sorry ’bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I’m turnt up upstairs and I love you Is the only thing that’s in my…

Snarky Puppy World Tour 2016

Esplanade Concert Hall is described as a world-class facility that boasts excellent acoustics, with reverberation chambers that boost sound quality for different musical performances and concerts. One would imagine the sheer number of international orchestras and bands that have played in this majestic venue before – and just this week it hosted two-time Grammy Award…

2am

Tell me am I going crazy? Tell me have I lost my mind? Am I just afraid of loving? Or am I not the loving kind? I’m wide awake, partially ridden with remorse, yet this liberation keeps me up all night. I’m not exhausted nor weary, because my thumbs are dancing again on this floor…

Molasses

“You could be a compass rare and so bountiful You could be the opposing opinion You could be the point of attraction bound to all You could be the point of letting it go.” Some nights I miss the feeling of being lonely, Confiding in Nai Palm as she sings me my lullabies. Some nights I…

Should I \ Write A Song For You?

Should it be a rap – filled with hatred against myself for not being enough, engulfed in dreadful anguish of an Eminem track? Should it be a love song – proclaiming how much I miss those times, all the little things you said? Should it be of rhythm & blues – depicting melancholic sensuality of…

elopement \ that moment in time

A true story of love.

So maybe two people are really meant for each other! And maybe one of them is really out there for me.

unfaltering relationships \ “Gone Gone Gone”

I’m grateful for them to appear. And I assure people who’ve been here throughout for me, especially at times when life fucked me up, at times when I felt oppressed – I’ll do the same for you, because…