Dr. Seuss Rap – DAISY HEAD MAYZIE – with Bastian Bucks
My read along rap exert from Dr. Seuss’ “Daisy Head Mayzie”is now live on Youtube!
This ones for all the parents and kids out there, and to the wonderfully talented Dr. Seuss. his word play is unparalleled. I was inspired by my niece to make this video, funny enough, I couldn’t keep her 4 year old attention enough to watch it. For more videos head over to my Youtube Channel
I will have a part 2 up for ‘Daisy Head Mayzie soon over a different beat. I did not want to rap the same story to you for 14 minutes. So you could see this as Side A.
Beat produced by Juice
BASTIAN KILLJOY’S NEW SINGLE “FOREWORD” OUT THIS THURSDAY!
From all the kids at Wordsmiths, we are happy to announce the release of Bastian Killjoy’s new single “Foreword” from the forthcoming album “Sides Of Me”. Release date set for early to mid 2015.
The single will be available for streaming via Soundcloud and will be available for download via Bandcamp. This is a new stage of progression in Bastian’s career, moving towards a more abstract view of music, how music is perceived by the listener and the intentions of the artist.
“Much of my music in the past has been solely focused on a broad experience of my surroundings, the external components that have had an impact on me as a person. While working on “Foreword, and much of this album, I have made a conscious decision to internalise my emotions and feelings towards existence itself and my growth. Without the influence of any external forces.
In this age, sometimes it’s hard to see what is actually real. With so many diversions, negativity and miss information shared with us on a daily basis. I needed to step back.
I feel this new work may not interest many people in the Hip Hop community. But it is something I do not fear. This is my evolution and I am hoping to connect with listeners from all countries, from all backgrounds. I am very happy to share this with you!”
– Bastian Killjoy
FANTASIA
Stories, words were written in bounded pages
Before time, yours and mine
Waiting, aching for life
Minds taken away to far distant places
Sparks touch stars to ignite creativity
As vibrant as the world is changing
Derive imagery, drives imagination
Vivid compositions
Although some say the colours fading
Old souls destined for greatness
It does not change us
We define age, as if numbers are related
Forgetting who we are
Blame is contagious
Driven by tangible temptations
While inspirations let to waste
Adult ideals outdated
All these faceless people, predominately jaded
We keep stories that can’t be replaced
Wonder where the next journey waits
Anticipation, completely engaged
See through a fake reality
To create!
Never ending Fantasia
So the question still remains…
How can my dreams be outdated?
-BAS
Illustration by: Adonna Khar
NUMBERS
Most days I wonder how our focus strays
Walking stained footpaths, passing change
Each step closer to parting ways
Bumping with nothing to hold
Say something
A city full of strays, kids, thugs with blades
Drugs, rape, mugged, end up on the front page
Racial hate, people displaced, evil set in its place
And waits patiently for many are weak
Speak to me, I hear the whispers, here to teach
Heal the needs from cracked dreams
Fractured beings who wont believe
Regardless of my pleads
So I walk on
Words fall on deaf ears so I lost most my peers
Younger years, wonder how we got here
Lost, everything comes at a cost, it’s not clear
So I perceiver
Dear friends and family, I’m getting there gradually
Almost at my door, counting numbers, haphazardly
With a cautionary step, get to 20, take a breath
Now I can finally rest
-BAS
Illustration by: Timothy Doyle
HAPPY FACES
This week, speech is worthless
To speak it aches, you feed the surface
Cracks from miss guided smiles
I want purpose but I deserve this
Nervous, words are working
Try to shake this insurgence
Life urges, furthers from here
Remotes to trigger burdens
Closer to disturbing fear
Constantly reoccurring when you murder beats
Appear certain, devout and determined
Hear the squeaks from undermining versions
Expression, depressed convergence
Watch you while it worsens
I hold this for me, stories to stretch the ease
Poured out through versus, endless as they leave
Mouths chatter, smiles are pleads
Of how much this means to me
Happy faces are often waisted
From trying to remain complacent
Refrain from days of hatred
Shits outdated, over rated
I make music, it’s complicated
So we hold high, with happy faces
BAS
Illustration by Charlie Immer
