The Great Gig in the Sky - Big One
Criminals - Atlas Sounds
Something’s Got A Hold On Me - Etta James
She - Tyler, The Creator featuring Frank Ocean
Darling - Girls
Curls - Girls
Where the Boats Go - M83
All I Could Do Was Cry - Etta James
Red Indians - Felt
“Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.“ -Martin Luther King, Jr.
I was not exactly raised in an environment that gave me permission to openly investigate any sort of artistry or creativity but I inevitably and independently pursued the production of the imaginary in a resourceful way. I did not have the materials or devices that would assist in a child’s artistic maturation. Due to the lack of conventional mediums, I formulated alternative practices and approaches. I find that these approaches generated a considerable amount of ingenuity. The strategy that I unconsciously conceived was highly fantastical and profoundly emotional which consequently made me temperamental. This inconsistent, often times tense behavior I saw and still see it as a sense of preservation and immunity to other people who could possibly desecrate and bruise my inventiveness. I felt isolated, and the everyday was isolating so I withdrew to the pretend and the invented. I rejected the expected because that is what I was used too since I was young. I erected a barrier between the everyday and my invented aesthetic and my artistry because I felt that I conceived and nurtured it myself so, rather demonstrably I felt very much proprietorial and very much devoted. No one was going to harm my artistic exertion. No one was going to modify my fanaticism for elegance and beauty. No one was going to contaminate my aesthetic. No one was going to deny my diligence, my competence, my exploits, and my prowess.