Thursday, June 30, 2011

Yeah I am Aware (blah blah blah)

This goes out to all the propaganda bandits who over do it with the news. Not the people who actually take action. But...you know... the folks who do nothing but still think that making you AWARE about it is gonna fix it...

Did ya know about the murder and raping going on right now?
Did ya know all the money you're making was never yours some how?
Did ya know every word that you said is on a government file?
DId ya know most things in your head don't ever make you smile?

There's 7 billion opinions about a million problems
How can you listen to them all and still have time to solve them?
All this anxiety is telling me it's over crowded
Yeah I'm aware that all you wanna do is talk about it...
And some how everything will change right now

Did ya know about 3rd world children suffering in war?
Did ya know yeah I know cuz you told me and I'm sure there's more
Did ya know that we can feed the hungry if we change the laws?
Did ya know that I'm broke as hell living in America?

There's 7 billion opinions about a million problems
How can you listen to them all and still have time to solve them?
All this anxiety is telling me it's over crowded
Yeah I'm aware that all you wanna do is talk about it...
And some how everything will change right now
As long as I'm aware some how
It's all just gonna change right now

Words and music by Musashi Lethridge


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Uncle Samurai

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Roman Bones

Roman Bones by mooselethridge

Adorned in robes and cloaks and daggers
Drunk on wine they speak and stagger
Etched in stone to hide their swagger
All these ghosts of future hackers

Hear the moans and the groans
About a story we all know
Sticks and stones and Roman bones
All together like dominoes falling
Is that history calling?

United by the soldiers bravery
For kings to dine and food so savory
To build a nation on greed and slavery
Sounds familiar strange and crazy

Hear the moans and the groans
About a story we all know
Sticks and stones and Roman bones
All together like dominoes falling
Is that history calling?

Adorned in robes and cloaks and daggers
Drunk on wine they speak and stagger
Etched in stone to hide their swagger
All these ghosts of future hackers

Hear the moans and the groans
About a story we all know
Sticks and stones and Roman bones
All together like dominoes falling

Ya better heed warning
(Moans and groans of Roman bones)
About the dominoes falling

words and music by Musashi Lethridge

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Uncle Samurai

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Monday, June 27, 2011

Werds

Werds by mooselethridge


Tongue tied to your finger tips daily
Mind locked on a target so tamely
Swing low from a puppet string barely concerned
Think fast deflect any reason
Hang tough through another hard season
Time tells but don't ever listen to words
And if you think that's absurd...

A cat naps and hunts for the killing
A dog eats and runs for the thrill
And a bird flies in the sun and never gets burned
Think fast and make up your reasons
Hang tough through another long season
Time tells but never has to listen to words
And if you think that's absurd...

We're the ones the only ones in the whole wide world
That makes everything we need dependent on words

Trees grow cuz it's rainy and sunny
Bees know how to make honey
Grass grows and cows they graze in herds
Think fast deflect any reason
Hang tough through another hard season
Time tells but don't ever listen to words
And if you think that's absurd...

We're the ones the only ones in the whole wide world
That make everything we need dependent on words
We're the ones the only ones in the whole wide world
That makes everything we need dependent on words

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Right About Now

In this crazy world of narcissists and high tech vanity tools, it's too easy to get caught up in your own stress bubble. Twitter, Facebook and the whole lot of virtual soap boxes allows one to be overt about introspection. And I don't know about y'all, but that sounds fucking insane to me. Especially at the pace and speed of it all.
I was caught up in that same bubble the other day. Then I watched Katt Williams break it down. I laughed.
The bubble popped. I wrote this tune. And now I'm sharing it with all of you.
Sometimes I just want a song to sit on your shoulder like a little bluebird...when we forget what it is we might be taking for granted in this short trip called life.

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Sunday, June 19, 2011

FDA

Hey Mr. Michael Moore.
Here is a tune I hope you can use in your next movie.
Some of us appreciate what you are doing with your one life here in America.
The land of honey and sickos...

For the deceased Americans
Who had to teach us all about the hard way again
Rest in peace America
Respect and condolences to families who've payed

For the deceased Americans
Who had to teach us all about the hard way again
Rest in peace America
Respect and condolences to families who've payed

For the CEO negligence and greed
They only think about their own needs
They've got their reasons it's what I'm told
To trade lives for piles of gold

Please hold your corporate heads up high
(Confess your sinnin' and stop your grinnin')
Speak your heartfelt wisdom to the sky
(Tell us about it)
And say it loud for the deceased Americans
Who had no choice but to rely upon your help
And they believed you cared about them
And then you took them on a one way trip through hell

For CEO negligence and greed
You only care about your own needs
You've got your reasons it's what I'm told
Trading lives for piles of gold
Please hold your corporate heads up high
(And get your hands up you dirty bastards)
Speak your heartfelt wisdom to the sky
(Tell us about it)

And say it loud for the deceased Americans
Let's give them all a little peace, America
And try and kill the corporate greed, America
So they can finally rest in peace, America


your friendly cyberhood
Uncle Samurai

P.S. This song was greatly inspired by this movie...


And here is another great video called "drug"!!

State Of Suspicion

It's a nice afternoon on College avenue in Rockridge. Usually. Shoppers are out in full force. I see people laughing and smiling on their phones. Walking and talking casually. Which puts me in a mood to smile as I pass them by. Then I notice something else. And I'm not sure if they notice it, too. I am six foot one. Maybe that has something to do with it. I'm not sure. People see me and their smile turns to something else. What exactly? I'm not sure. If I were to describe it, it would be somewhere between bracing themselves for something awful annnnd the look of someone who just took a shit in their pants. It's weird after 20 years of this reaction. Which, on some days, is fine. I'm not that social. But a passing smile and hello is what I call normal behavior. And I say hello instinctively. And people give me that( shit in pants) look and ignore me all the time. Unless I am at Cole coffee. But if I'm not, I am a usual suspect. It is a strange thing to get use to, I tell you what...

Then I remember something else. Normal behavior is a program run by the media. We are repeatedly told about rapes, murders and robberies. And we are told who the usual suspects are. And there is no one to blame at this point. But it happens all day, every day. And it doesn't matter anymore what ethnicity you are. Even African Americans have ceased their hellos on the street, I have noticed. And that was one of the things about our culture that I thought was so cool as I grew up. Two African American strangers in passing use to always greet each other. Like we had culture. Now everybody seems to be in a state of suspicion...
Well...not EVERYBODY. In case you were about to shake your head and say, " gawd...not everybody is like that! " But how many people are actually out there taking notice of this anthropology? I dunno. But I done wrote a song about it...

State Of Suspicion by mooselethridge


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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Give It Up To Get Back

For those who are going through the healing process...it's never an easy transition for the heart...but I hope this song helps.

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Uncle Samurai


Give it up To Get It Back by mooselethridge

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Forever Mourning

21 years ago my cousin Twan was taken away from this world by senseless gun violence. I don't know why and will probably never know. I remember spending time with him. He was an artist at heart. I'll never forget a portrait he did of Stevie Wonder. The likeness. The feel. The way the strokes of the pencil brought out the melodies of every Stevie Wonder song I had ever heard at the time.
And then he was gone.
His mother, my aunty Lola, has suffered this tragedy everyday since the incident. She explained to me that no one will ever truly understand what a mother goes through when they lose a child. All over the world. In the streets of poverty. On the fields of battle. This feeling is to remain deep in the hearts of families for the remainder of their lives.
You would also have to imagine the feeling I had when she asked me if, maybe, I could write a song about it. For her. To help with the healing. I took a long hard look into the night and slept on it. Thinking that this subject is so delicate it would take me a very long time to carefully compose music and write lyrics.
Well...the very next morning, over a cup of coffee...the song just spilled out of my heart. As if it had been lying dormant for the last 21 years. That same evening I sent it to her. This was her reply,
" I am so happy...that song has made me feel so much better than I have felt in many years. THANK YOU AND I LOVE YOU. LOVE "
I hope one day to record this again in a real studio. But for now, this is for my dear Aunty Lola, my cousin Twan and all mothers who have had to live with this kind of tragedy.

Musashi Lethridge
a.k.a.

your friendly cyberhood
Uncle Samurai

Forever Mourning by musashilethridge