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soul is beneath your feet

by blessedassistant

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okbelf This album is, have no fear, genre-stalwarts, a true alternative hip hop record at its core; but the horrorcore trumpet backing and journeyman hip hop instrumental tracks are of particular mention and are well worth the price of admission alone. Highlights in the lyric ssheet. Shout-out to the two G Girl tracks, which go absolutely ballistic. Also goes extremely hard in many other spots, including the crew dosing DMX on "understand [persephone]" and DXM on "locus of control". Favorite track: understand [persephone] (feat. RC Digital, Al Patrone).
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stomping the charade of neurotypical gaze a refrain divides the skies, and so splits the haze i'm seriously dreaming about curious things I wonder when the best will come, be blessed what it brings I wander back into the heart of heavy machines i'm seriously dreaming about curious things you're seriously tripping on your untied shoestrings you wander back and forth but you cannot find your wings you feel like you have fallen from the seat of a king i'm curiously dreaming about serious things i'm a process, I'm a lawless target I'm a godsend , I'm an artist, I harvest the fields that I tend to in august, regardless are beaming with the sun shining on it, a solace you can do me a solid if you wanna you can take the higher ground and you can build yourself a sauna you can let go of the money and become a cool iguana but you're never really there when you get stuck inside the drama the trauma, oceans overflowing with blue water sucked into the tidal vortex and the water's getting hotter show you what I know and what I don't and what I oughta I give all i've got until i'm done then I grow stronger can't show you compassion if your words don't match your actions proliferate your goodness then your feet might find some traction take out all the garbage from your life it's a distraction let your flowers blossom, that's the way to make it happen. i'm seriously dreaming about curious things I wonder when the best will come, be blessed what it brings I wander back into the heart of heavy machines i'm seriously dreaming about curious things you're seriously tripping on your untied shoestrings you wander back and forth but you cannot find your wings you feel like you have fallen from the seat of a king i'm curiously dreaming about serious things
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steady off the ground and i've been runnin, running, runnin looking for love but I'm not finding much of nothing when nothing really gets anywhere the soft and smoothness of the air realize the root inside is rare the steady morning earth is prayer
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all the stones in a row for the stone throw get your hands out your pants for the real show couple signed autographs like ya don't know everyone knows me, everyone's lonely all the secrets of the ocean you don't understand take a dive, plug your nose, you can hold my hand cult of Hades, a Mercedes and a golden band everyone knows me, everyone doesn't understand get hyped when the time's tough that's the desert eagle eye stuff and I write my lines tough lion's roar hidden under the floorboards more the poor more the the meeting of the minds like an eyesore and I've never been bored I've never been eatin' M&M's at the encore words, written in morse the candle was hung from the porch I can say I've never been more fortunate that's consonant with my experience of the infinite I can see right through your shit were the tarot cards legit? your broken heart was never fixed three of swords, I cannot afford this pain no more throw me in the gorge so I can swim some more I could swim some more, please god let me swim some more I wanna swim some more, I wanna swim some more I just wanna swim Just wanna jump into a lake, a puddle flap my arms around and swim all the stones in a row for the stone throw get your hands out your pants for the real show couple signed autographs like ya don't know everyone knows me, everyone's lonely all the secrets of the ocean you don't understand take a dive, plug your nose, you can hold my hand cult of Hades, a Mercedes and a golden band everyone knows me, everyone doesn't understand
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grasping 'fore a grasping attachment gets past me crashing 'fore the crashing car * gets past the tree I'm ashly, I'm barely breathing and there's ashes on the kneecaps and the seed saps well there's cash where there's ashes can't blame the crashes dastardly you raptured me raptured, enraptured enraptured by the rapping christmas wrapping under the trees hanging pampered memories nothing but the nose grows where it goes and I can't pick my nose in the middle of these flows barely past the ice breaker, past the icerberg and I think i'm gonna take 'er taking on seas, seven seas, i'm just wondering do you have the knees to believe the bees can I please be your best friend? can a bees be your best friend? every day send my way
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sick of these flows & I'm sick of plateaus and you know we know sick of being broke and we're sick of these jokes that you know we know and I mighta misspoke when I said I was broke and you know we know cause I'm sick of hello, and I'm sick of no show, and you know we know I've been so alone for the fourth night haven't heard your voice in a fortnite take you to the ocean, it's your birthright watching waves, splashing in the cavelight dark cave, I'm probably gonna misbehave feelin' brave, I said forget the aftershave I'm in a daze, I'm smoking weed, my donut's gazed heavyweight for a brave new day new day, whatcha sayin' though take a break, take a break, go to Monaco watch my weight, meditate in New Mexico why do I always hesitate at the Texaco it reminds me of the time you left me my heart fueled, it's now empty i'm bruised and broken god bless me no need for you to impress me long showers, yeah you'd undress me splash that water like Nestle but these days I'm living life like Dizzy Gillespie might sick of these flows & I'm sick of plateaus and you know we know sick of being broke and we're sick of these jokes that you know we know and I mighta misspoke when I said I was broke and you know we know cause I'm sick of hello, and I'm sick of no show, and you know we know and don't you know this, and don't you know this it's duly noted, it's fully loaded
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the seams and the sufis I see what is moving I see what's sea-worthy making it curvy I wanna be worthy swim inside i'm seaworthy I wonder what words will bring beside the sounds, the seas inside of me look at what the earth brings now when I sing to the clouds and I sing loud wonder what the earth brings down when I sing, yeah I sing to the cows, and I sing loud yeah I sing now raining water and the plants begin to spring flOw I was born to be a bird drinking Tsingtao big eyes, blue skies, loose ties and i'm going to the underwater algae plantation a universe in glacial formation a goon to scoop a decayed vacation a universe in my hands and I sing loud when I drink Tsingtao and I linger before I say my vow and I sing how everything seems now the seams and the sufis I see what is moving I see what's sea-worthy making it curvy I wanna be worthy swim inside i'm seaworthy I wonder what words will bring beside the sounds, the seas inside of me
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unorthodox 04:10
I had a relapse and I'm writing raps I'm eating snacks and I might be capped I'm the reason they invented naps and I might be wearing a knapsack back to back, four leaf clover you're too late, party's over it's saturday, I'm staying sober, I'm not about to get pulled over I'm mulling over false charges I'm driving ships and they might be barges my heart made of gold, yeah I'm warm hearted negativity, discarded I'm in the garden, I'm gardening son and daughter, mother fathering cherry rhubarb apple cobblering I'm tolerant, seen a lot of things the things that I've seen mean something to me I need a lot of protein, government so byzantine who killed jeffrey epstein??? I don't have anything mean to say I'm basically paper mache thrown into the ocean, Monterey cast stones barely thrown and I'm running away trying to hide in a safe place while we save face, from the arms race caught in a loving embrace escaping disgrace, but stuck in displacement sleeping ancients, in the basement bleeding angels, caught in pavement this corporal capital rearrangement shall awaken from this enslavement... something in my memory...
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we're singing from grace every day caught in the same old ways and settling for second place 'cause first feels too far away and we know the place but don't recognize the face that takes us away from this each step closer harder to resist subtle carnal urges and the right to exist i'm not feeling amiss, not gon' fall in the abyss so I flip the switch
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reading magazines and filling up on gasoline doing ketamine and feeling pretty kinda mean i'm a scooter boi I'm really not a looter boi I drink almond or cashew milk, I do not drink soy what does that mean, I don't know I think I'll go ask freud a couple corn flakes and a gucci milkshake I got all of the cool socks you don't appreciate a couple corn flakes and a prada milkshake I got all of the cool pants you don't appreciate a couple corn flakes and a fendi milkshake I got all of the cool hats you don't appreciate

about

This album is about process, vulnerability, and community.

I always knew I'd release an album, but I never imagined the process would feel as raw as this. While I've played trumpet for most of my life, learning about production, leaning into my lyricism, and trusting my singing voice have been entirely new.

I learned a lot about how to balance striving to be better and to learn more about making music, without beating myself up with perfectionism. I learned about consistency, facing anxiety, instrument-frustration-management, and finding balance in collaboration with others. Most importantly, I started to find my unique sound.

This album was recorded sparsely from 2018-2020 in West Berkeley, CA. I was working on these songs throughout the entire time of my post-grad Associateship as a Marriage & Family Therapist, while working up to 40 hours a week with clients, figuring out what proper self-care is along the way. It's been a hugely transformational two years for me, and this album speaks that.

I'm eternally grateful to all who have collaborated with me and I couldn't have done this without the support and musicianship of my friends. Thank you, this is just the first you'll be seeing of blessedassistant :)

credits

released October 31, 2020

Tracks written and produced primarily by Gregory Tilden, and mixed/mastered by Jonathan Larson/Tenderloin Studios. Additional Thanks to Adam Murray, Thomas Churchill, Gigi Rumman, Alex Stein, Nick Platoff, Lowen Gruseck, and Dave Wise. Album art by Trinity Nofsinger.

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