Von seiner Seite:
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Smell of: spores, sun, orgones and wire casing
4-10-10
Hi brood, I have been a square and a hard back when it comes to the grind of personal/financial life support. I guess I've been systemized in that matter. I am that matter. I've been working with inner city ward babies and street kids (much like myself when I was a wee fawn) in an adolescent program up here in the pines. I've been saving my money like a 13 year old white picket fence suburbanite with his first bank account. I blow coin on my kid, coffee, thrift shops, yard sales, garage sales, trading posts and movies. But no, I have not vanished, relapsed (as far as synthetics or narcons) I am however killing double coats and metabolites but if it is keeping the bug nest vibrations out of my inside of my head I'll break for it a little. No I have not stopped rapping or given up, just yet, quite, yet just. B23 is in some weird business "let's make it sell to people in the box" interval holding process of mixing it down more simple or whatever (please don't ask) But within the snow storm months and falling of cedar into growth of foliage and spore float I have been working on another album "THE PREPOSTEROUS OMNIPOTENT NOGGIN BASHER"… to my surprise before it was made I was throwing it in the bin as just another E.P like "DEMON RUM" but it isn't, its real slit throat head nod stutter juke, in your face bad breathe punch-line beatnik on a small stage under dim lit café lamp Heroin junkie orgone box smolder soap box album, (that makes sense to me) make what you want of it. I'm pressing it through a company and not CD-R or maxelle. It is due in the summer and I am 7 tracks deep in it. I am working with Richard H. (missilanious). There will be no push backs or broken promises, when it is pressed I will release it. Besides I need dap and some more helium for my radish. Stay toned.