Untitled by Danny Kaufman
Reflection and Response.
The Snapshots from the Collective series works to create a space for Reflection and Response through photography. ANYone who wants to contribute ANY photos to this project can email us submissions at the.lifestyle.rr@gmail.com. One photo will be posted each week, and photos will only be used for the purposes of this series. Thank you and we look forward to building and expanding the Collective!!! -P & V
Who’s worked in a restaurant before? Quick cash but a pretty fucked up working environment. This Job is loosely based on experiences working at a certain seafood joint in Seattle during the summer of 2011. I was thankful for the work, but I couldn’t help but write down what it was like to work there.
Full Track
Acapella
Job this job this job it robs us/ Go all damn day for 40 in the pocket/ Hours wasted feel played like basketball/ Lame like a masseuse who lost the touch we gracefully fall/ Late for it all this life it drives past us/ Fight to drive faster this check’s a knife through our life it slashes/ As time flashes past/ 10 years later the past is ashes cuz so fast it happens
This mall this mall maybe she’ll be mine if I buy it all/ Flat we fall/ God damn it I crawl/ Back into this Cave like Mumford and Sons/ And hungry back to work to earn enough we’redrunk on the funds/ Hungover as bums’ peddling change has never been fun/ I peddle my way through these tables I’m done/ But these tips come now this wallets expanding/ And the mind’s eyes can only see as far as I’m standing
This job is wild please take it back from me/ I break my back this actually can’t be happening/ What happened to these dreams and this college degree?/ No wonder these alcoholics staff the industry
Night this night this night this night it wears on/ Know I should sleep but the time to care is gone/ Just pound that redbull find stamina in caffine/ And we hit the damn wall tomorrow right around 3/ And these feet feel wasted withering away/ Use the same shows I graduated in 8th grade/ They pinch toes together haven’t played a show in forever/ But we stand strong to the storm, brave the weather
Take so much shit out humility snaps/ Here mind its blank and creativity sapped/ Stuck in the trap, used to write everyday raps/ Now it’s occasion andI’m fading into the trap/ So break away move back home that’s an option/ That became a choice cuz this place is haunted/ By quarter life crisis career problems/ Let’s follow that voice that tells us we don’t need this stop it
This job is wild take it back from me/ I break my back this actually can’t be happening/ What happened to these dreams and this college degree/ No wonder these alcoholics staff the industry
Reflection and Response
-P
I wrote Shake This Maze in spring 2011 after getting a job at Duke’s Chowder House in Seattle. I wrote the chorus some 6 months earlier and never found a home for it until Maze.
Shake this maze to the core with chords and verses
Mix genres like cops johns whores and virgins
Turn the source of hurting into a sense of pride
Find the gold on the shipwrecks of life
Maybe she works Sunday we’ll play afterwards/ I need to stop writing this play and this wack verse/ Can’t stand when she’s there can’t stand when she’s away/ Go home like I don’t care?/That lie’s pathetically fake/So please break break break the spell she’s got me under/ Under the weather as I am under the covers/ Already tried to wake up/ But I pressed snooze/ prefer this pillow/ This wait sucks I’ll sleep through/
Two weeks ago everything normal/ soon to graduate sky high orbital/ now crash landed/ Everybody see it/ Ramble meaningless nothings/ without reason/ Who knew such blues/ Would creep in this season/ The sun’s out/ Sweat crowds the breathing/ She walks chest out/ I think or am I dreaming/ Naps for twenty minutes every other evening
Shake this maze to the core with chords and verses
Mix genres like cops johns whores and virgins
Turn the source of hurting into a sense of pride
Find the gold on the shipwrecks of life
We make our way through twisting journeys
Roadmap gets written as life’s occurring
We fight for courage she’s a test of the burden
Success the only option no way this back’s turning
So now three weeks later we each have a break/ And it’s nice outside so we walk beside the lake/ For forty five minutes we conversate/ Suddenly all the angst evaporates/I guess I agree with her better off friends/ Besides Spain seems to boast decent women/ So finally I can act normal again/ only awkward if we make it so, I horribly did
But now we grab lunch /Jokes “such a lovely date”/ Behind glasses eyes fluctuates/ Talk of family for seems great lengths/ About drugs and pain and fortune and thanks/And we return to the work/ From whence we came/ She tends bar as I clear plates/ Great feeling having a clean slate/ Now we start again but in a different place
Shake this maze to the core with chords and verses
Mix genres like cops johns whores and virgins
Turn the source of hurting into a sense of pride
Find the gold on the shipwrecks of life
Make our way through twisting journeys
Roadmap gets written as life’s occurring
We fight for courage she’s a test of the burden
Success the only option/ no way this back’s turning
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Shake This Maze Remix
I did the Shake This Maze Remix the same day as posting, on September 15th, 2011. I liked the sound of the vocals on the chorus on the acapella version, so I cut some stuff from that for the first part of the remix. For the second part, I felt inspired by Dj Premier’s ability to craft whole choruses from samples of other tracks. So I took some lines from the track itself and came up with the following line.
Who knew such blues/ Drugs and pain
In a different place/ find that/ fortune and thanks.
How do people feel about sampling? Does anyone have a favorite track that samples something yet makes it completely new?
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Reflection and Response
-P
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