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miranda introduction audio
01 introduction - f. ill ben, the one-up kid
02 rotary phone - f. the one-up kid, king kung fu, the
turkish revolution, sabrina
03 8:30 am - f. jesse, king kung fu, the one-up kid, st
pete, samantha
04 riding - f. ill ben, king kung fu, the one-up kid,
epyk
05 6:18 - f. one-up kid, the turkish revolution
06 miranda 2 - f. sabrina
07 holidays - f. one-up kid, ill ben, king kung fu, jesse,
and the turkish revolution
08 angry prom - st pete, samantha, king kung fu, the one-up
kid
09 after party - f. the one-up kid, king kung fu, the
turkish revolution, sabrina
10 denouement
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introduction something
nice precise with a knife slice strawberry sweet
peaches keep this and caress only undress if you
want baby if you don't we can talk about this or
that laughing at but got caught 22 letting you but
you not letting me inside to see I read the wrong
messages I guess I see how it could be the lesson
is...
confused and complicated slow
mo like sedated berated by your contemporaries yet
exemplary politeness proceeded me defeatedly return
as predicted depicted by me highly hallway stays
forever remembered attitude december controlled
temper vile tempter fronted publicly luckily chumps
got handled bridge dismantled more your bad brought
drama caught coma's in cursing long pauses betray
untrue pauses like you your whole crew in iniquity
valiant validity damn it I can't stand it fuck you
your whole damn planet soul stole and ran it couldn't
plan it this bad sad results consult record default
to usual
me again ill endz still kill
fake friends fronted upon you want it it's on a
pawn flipped of the black and white tile never smile
never speak peace (fuck it) when the bell rings
meet me in the back stab me had to be a fucked up
thought ought to be what I got to be to fit in listen
shit that breaks down so foully
has it's hand in me deceptively autocratic epyk
diplomacy roaming free overrated over contemplated
underestimated though potentially obvious obliviousness
miss this failed mission test festered pile smile
conceals high like heels he feels his new reel slipping
slowly like sipping alcohol never fall unlike light
sleeper see her again unlikely but expect nothing
less prom dress disheveled reveled in the moment
froze callous and cold blooded smokeless no rolled
blunted flowers budded muddy and muddled cuddle
inevitable story credible face like candy edible
indelible events forgo pretense left spent
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This is the one that started
it all. I'll begin by discussing the events surrounding
the creation of the "Miranda" cd in this annotated
introduction.
It was winter break 1999, and
I use the term "winter break" in an expressly collegiate
sense. Me and my sister have an abnormal penchant
for high school movies. Not specifically 1980's
high school movies but just in general, some yadda
movie with an attractive cast, you know. After finishing
a rousing double header of "American Pie" and "10
things I hate about you", I could feel my brain
pulsing and milky white fluid drip out of my eyes.
I had to do something. I had to make a cd. An 80's
high school movie, about a girl, John Hughes style.
I began to brainstorm. I needed a name. That was
the key. It was about a girl, her name would be
the title. I was in Miami (uh) over the millennial
New Year and at some point the name Miranda popped
into my head. I didn't know anyone named Miranda
and it's a hot name, no?
On January 5, 2000 I returned
to Chicago and started work on the album. The Intro
was the first song I made. Essentially all the beats
were finished by mid-February, with a little touch
up needed. This was our first serious rhyming endeavor.
It was the first time king kung fu (aka Murlot)
rhymed on a track that wasn't a Wu-Tang instrumental.
It was the first time I could listen to a track
I rhymed on and not cringe with embarrassment. Something
happened with Miranda. It created a moment. To this
day people say it's our best work. I don't know
if I agree. Shit wouldn't be shit without Miranda
and it catapulted us into psychotic beat obsession
but I think of it more like a strong start or solid
beginning to where we are now. It was magical, it
was a moment and now it is trapped in time, like
in Superman 2 where the evil space prisoners are
spinning around in the 2 dimensional prison. Oh,
and also, this whole album was started and carried
out to meet / get with a girl. I'm not kidding.
I met this girl on an airplane flying to visit my
parents for the 1999 winter break. She said she
could sing and bla bla bla, I fabricated a project
to work on with her. Also it's convenient working
on a fictional love story while pursuing a real
one yourself, lots of inspiration / frustration
/ real life to draw on.
That girl did end up singing
on 3 of the Miranda tracks and I learned an important
lesson: If you want to court a girl then make an
album that's obviously, yet thinly veiled, about
her.
miranda introduction audio
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