Music On My Mind 10/18/15: GAPS & Prefuse 73

Around this time of year, for me the evening sky seems to open up and stars beckon and twinkle and I feel my inner space child drifting along for the ride. It may be easy feeling a little small and alone in the world but with so much room for possibility, how can one not shine forth?

folderGAPS-She Bears a Flower (from: In, Around The Moments)

Hauntingly beautiful and kind of sad, this song is a bit like a nursery rhyme or a lullaby. How is it even in between the melancholy bits one can find traces of optimism? Seems to be how my mind works. This girl being spoke of in this song, whoever she is still bears the flower and that in of itself is beautiful. (Plus the video is gorgeous!)

folderPrefuse 73-Infrared feat. Sam Dew (from: Rivington Nao Rio)

Infrared light cannot be seen with the naked eye (unless you use special tools) and yet is felt everyday (as heat, thanks to the sun in one form). There is something very poetic about something you visually cannot grab hold of but you feel it soaking through and being absorbed deep within. Music/ Sound has that very power.


the beginning of the endIdeas circulate and yearn to be drawn out
And yet I sit still in front of
all the blank
begging to be filled in
Trying to stop time
My body both electric and chilled
Challenging are these beginnings
Impatient, they ask for their endings
But endings smash the illusion
Of the adventure
And all the magic it took
The journey
A blink
The more I think
Fear of endings
Fear to begin
Perhaps that is silly
Even in stillness
Time listens to no one
the infinite blankness
is still filling in
The beginning has ended
And the journey begins


silenceOne day as the world squashed itself in
I shouted “Silence”
and finally walls began to thin
A great expanse around me
No need to hold myself in
I was indeed surrounded by silence
I could feel the silence grow within
But in the silence
my ears searched for a sound
Some proof of life
that I was safe and still physically around
silence (2)The silence was too much
Its quiet too immense
It held me too close
I felt a need to resist
It didn’t seem real
I didn’t seem to exist
My mind in the silence
Thoughts anxiously humming
Its phantom droning vibrato
Alerting me to keep moving
For the seemingly peaceful silence
Is not always soothing
silence (3)So I shouted out “Hello”
hoping to receive an answer back
“I am here” echoed a reply
I cannot argue with that fact
So I pinched and prodded
allowing circulation to push through
With each breath a loud celebration
chanting “I will continue”
For to truly appreciate the silence
I must not let my voice surrender to it too