One of Four (Hidden Track) - Aesop Rock (Daylight)
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- Опубликовано: 16 ноя 2022
- Hidden track 8 of Aesop Rock's second EP Daylight, released in 2002. This song plays after 14 minutes and 50 seconds of silence after the song "Maintenance" plays for 4 minutes and 33 seconds. The songs have been made a split upload for an easier listening experience.
About One of Four, according to Genius: "This song was written as thank you, and apology, to the four people who mattered most to Aesop Rock’s career in putting him on after he suffered a nervous breakdown that caused him to quit his first United States tour called 'Who Killed the Robots?'."
"Daylight is an EP by American hip hop artist Aesop Rock. It was released via Definitive Jux on February 5, 2002. It is also the title of a single from his 2001 album, Labor Days. The song is included on the EP, along with a reworking entitled "Night Light"." - Wikipedia
20+ years later and I still get so choked up on this. My son and I used to rock this so loud on trips to Russian river from anchorage. We a disc just for the trip. Now my son is gone and I feel what I think he was feeling everytime. Rip T.R.E.L. Sean Zawko
Lyrics from Genius:
One of four
My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz. I was born in 1-9-7-6, at Syosset hospital, located in Long Island, NY. I am 6 foot 4, I weigh 2-0-0 pounds. I have brown hair and green eyes. I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food. I have two brothers; Chris and Graham, and two parents; Paul and Anita. In august of 2-0-0-1 I went crazy. This was originally not for public consumption. This was made for four people-four people that literally saved my life. They know who they are-and, uh-I mean, I could live to be a thousand years old and never re-pay them. I don't think this song would pay for them. But hopefully by putting it out, push the bank a little further
[Verse]
This ain't a burner for the whips (no it isn't)
This ain't even Aesop Rock fly earthworm demeanor (no it isn't)
My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz and I was born in Long Island, New York
Seventy Six, before Graham and after Chris... OK
In August of 2001 my seemingly splinter-proof brain bone scaffolding imploded
I kept it on the hush, but nearly tumbling
To the cold hard concrete on mere bodega trips
For cigarettes and soda, shook me to casper
Dizzy with a nausea chaser, motor sensory eraser
Gorophobe tunnel vision, guilt, self loathing arrangement
Rose rapidly out a bog I'd never fished in
That abates three separate foreign meds
While I seems to hook lines and syncro simple fishing
Simple primitive self taught, easing of soul, mind and body
But the symptoms rejected my cave-man modus operandi
So now it's one fish belly up, through medicated mileage
Shrinks that get 250 an hour for awkward silence
And, I'd be lying if I said all of this
Made even the slightest fragment of sense to me
That's frail... Simply put
I don't know what happened, or what's still happening
I literally feel like I'm teetering on the blunt edge of my sanity
JAIME, I killed the robots and I'm sorry
Broke down in front of you, embarrassed
But you lent a heart and hand that only you could
You're one of my best friends and yes I'd take that bullet for you
That's my word, which is about all I have left
TONY, I know you know I'm crazy, cause you told me
But that didn't ever bother you, I hold you as my brother 'til death
And I got your back if ever the drunk goblin step
For makin' a cat laugh when I was walking with the dead
KATHRYN, mother figure, older sister, concerned beyond limits
Letting me know I wasn't the only one with this
Continuous offers for vacation, Chicago visits
Talked me through repair of a head full of broken pistons
RAIA, for the late night movie rentals and the company I needed
An' you knew it, but I just wouldn't admit it
You listened to me blab about my issues for hours
Offer incredible advice, gave me a hug when I was finished
Am I a jack of all trades? No... I like to write songs though
Are they good? I dunno...
But I could tell you that I only write shit down when I believe it
So take this how you want, but know I mean it
I want you all to know that I'm scared
Now my fuckin' crooked soul never faced a monster like the last few months
Ever in my whole life... I wish I could explain this better (I can't)
But the pieces won't formulate it to anything even close to cohesive
So I guess this is my feeble way to thank you
Four soldiers that extended something sacred off the purity of kindness
I owe you all my life and please don't argue with that statement
'Cause without y'all, I may not have a life to offer, take it.
[Chorus]
Thank you
I wish I could explain this better (Thank you)
I'm sorry for burdening your pleasures (Thank you)
I love you all with all that's left of me (Thank you)
For helping try to kill what made a mess of me (Thank you)
Somehow, someway (Thank you)
I'mma get you back someday (Thank you)
Just gotta figure this all out (Thank you) So;
[Interlude]
I guess it is kind of funny when you look at it from a step back. How one man can literally buckle under the same pressures other men operate normally under. I have scoped this out from all angles, multiple times. I have been over everything in my head, till I can't think anymore. But I guess some times, when you can't breathe, there are people there to breathe for you. I am lucky enough to have those people around me. Thank you for helping me to not die. Thank you for helping me to not die
[Outro]
Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt
Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt
Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt
Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt
Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt
Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt
Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt
Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt.
this song got me through my suffering of 2011 - and thurouly still helpful. 2023. i can never give back to any of my friends for this song, but learned something very crucial. you have to love yourself.
This cockpit is full of memories..
This is crucial for the healing of the whole world. Thank you and I'm sorry. . .
Hits different being helped by the kind people of Kingston Idaho.
Still my favorite shit
Dope
Am I dreaming
If so You are a good dream.