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This is a VERY recent picture. I am fine with the way I look. From my kinky gray hair to my pot belly to my decrepit feet. This self acceptance extends into my music.

As Freudian as they are, I do slip in my music. And I remind myself that perfection is God's role by keeping them. Still, I understand that it makes enjoying the music difficult at times. I encourage you to keep listening. Have fun with the music. If I can't enjoy myself to it, I wouldn't put it out (as backwards as that may seem).

I can assure ALL, nevertheless, that this next batch of music is straight out of the Hell sector of Heaven. All raw heat. You'll feel like you were right there with me.

And if not, I'm okay with that too.

#beseated
 

The Inevitable Vermin

You smelled me coming. That's what my cologne told me it would do. Draw you in from a distance. Your makeup afforded me the time and space to call you beautiful.

But there is no hiding your dragon. Your reptile. Whatever creature it is that you mask with cosmetics and nice clothes, it rears its ugly head.

You leave me feeling pointless. My ambition is dying. The blood is in your hands. The hands of Y'ALL, if I'm being direct.

I am losing my beauty. Beauty marks replaced by ugly blotches. I know I'm okay. And you're CLEARLY okay.

But my okay is dying out.

I always speak on you and your kind. With the kindest of notions. I exist not in your world. 

Very soon, however, this will not be an issue. Not because of suicide or The Illuminati interfering in our "match". No. 

Charles Hamilton will outgrow you.

How few exceptions exist...

#beseated

Crown royal

This morning, I took some time to examine my original crown: my afro. It's been growing steadily for about a year. I love my hair. Taking care of it is a bitch, nevertheless.

I started growing my hair out to be the physical representation of rebellion. It worked. Mom hated it. Lol. People deal with it. I think I look great with it, so long as I maintain it.

I havent been maintaining it. Haven't found a reason to. I'm not trying to impress anyone who doesn't already know. I still, however, know the quality of my hair could be better 

I just don't want to cut it! I want to try to grow it out for as long as I can! Plus, it's a passion 'fro. Meaning, my hair bespeaks my fortitude. I like to think I have a whole family stored away. But as time passes, my interest becomes less in starting a family and more into sustaining a happy, secure life for myself.

Which could mean Daft is fucked.

I haven't been ignoring The Sphinx. I'm just trying to buy a plane ticket out there.

Don't worry, Egypt. I'm still loyal. It's these political soul ties I have to worry about.

We're clear that aliens exists. And that they exist as SEGA. It only begs the question,

"Is he still King?"

Boss Moves

It must be the season. I miss people I was once extremely close to, that I may have ostracized myself from due to mental health issues. I been ironing out each problem in each relationship. Sha-leik and I deaded our drama, Yung Nate and I are cool, Show Tufli and I are on speaking terms...

And today I spoke with HchO.

I let him know that though I still care about him/the team, I have a few tracks where I aimed at them. He wasn't happy, but we talked our way through it.

HchO was like a father figure to me. I watched him handle his business while in college, and still manage to keep the studio up and running. We never had our differences. He accepted that I have my own world, I accepted that he was A boss in the world at large. The only time we clashed was when we got in the industry. I wanted more of something else, he was in it to win it.

Or did he even care about the money?

Hours alone, spent smokin' weed and drinking E & J would lead to one's perception being distorted.

I gotta get out of this "everyone hates me" state of mind before it destroys me...

#beseated

Status Update (and Revelations)

I do feel that it's time to test my pen again. I know many are looking forward to such news, and that's cool. I just see that more people are abandoning Yoruba. The old "Henny, weed and a beat" formula. 

There's nothing wrong with using magic. Just acknowledge it, as it becomes PAINFULLY obvious that it's there when you don't.

Josh Pa$tel is playing the new Kendrick album for me. It's not bad. Just very California. Los Angeles, to be specific. You have to be FROM here to appreciate it. You can't just visit and play the song in a convertible and think THAT'S the sound of LA. 

However, LA is BUMPIN it right now. At least in my neighborhood.

I guess you can say Kendrick is inspiring particular verses to be written. Not so much diss tracks, as they (as they've been written in the last 45 minutes) are poems that take aim at people who are aiming to end my peace. Which is a good thing. If you remember, I didnt have the highest opinion on his skills. I commend his victory of Drake (who is gone but not forgotten) and applaud this VERY West Coast album.

I'm outside of the game. Many want to know my opinion. Enjetic wants to launch a podcast about it. I enjoy having THIS as a platform (with several other blogs I will be updating in the coming year), because it encourages reading. If I may say so, my writing style is (1) rare, (2) my own, (3) Gothic and (4) literally a sample. Once you find the original sample, you may never read things the same again.

I'm sure I have more to say, but I'll leave you alone for now.

(#beseated)

Rolodex

In the upper left quadrant of your eyes, you can find God. In the lower right quadrant of your eyes, you can find Satan. 
She likes to call herself The Lord.

Anyway...

The struggle between Light and Darkness is nothing new to me. As a child, I used to play with lighters in dark rooms. Trying to build my own Hell, as I am TERRIFIED of The Deities of 6 (Satan, The Devil, Beelzebub, Lucifer, Damien, etc.). See the irony? Facing my fear by becoming one.

Anyway...

Both God and Satan want me to do the same thing: rock out. What Satan knows that God doesn't is that, if I make music in God's name, I must GLORIFY him. Any music that does not glorify God's name is of The Devil. Of whom is NOT Satan. Of whom is neither Beelzebub, Lucifer, Damien or ANYONE ELSE in The Pact of 6.

Hopefully you still follow.

God is real. And worthy of all praise. 
But so is Satan. And Satan is fucking AWESOME.

Admitting to such may remove me from The Will of God.
I want no smoke with God. Nor Satan.

But y'all niggas gotta learn how to treat The Sun.

This long distance thing is a pest.

OH! 
You're doing it to NOT show bias to the people.

I get that.
But the people show bias to me all the time! (ala Drake, Kendrick, Cole, etc.)

Enough to inspire an album or 2. 
Or maybe you just have to WAIT for the #nukes.

The King Charles Era is LIT! 
To think, you guys are only getting select pedigrees from it.

To think I've said too much...

Howdy, Egypt!
I love it here in The US!
You'll probably call me a fat slob when you see me.
I'm working on my gut.

Still, I am at peace here in The United States of America.
I STILL would love to see you at some point.

I'm dooinit like y'all are here wiff me!!!!!!

Satan is dead ILL.

God is dead BAD.

Modern urban vernacular, but still...

I think we're all on the same page.

#therebirth

Well-prepared.

The CH binge I'm on hasn't stopped. I'm dissecting, beats, bars, hooks, singing, melodies, concepts, execution... you name it, I'm on it.

Partially due to being dissected every Wednesday (StarChaser Central Podcast).

But I CAN stand behind my music all the way. There is a method to the madness. And literally white-out for any mistakes. Thing is, it's music tricks. There are tricks I can do to/with music that VERY few are aware of. At my own leisure, I can change up EVERYTHING. 

My sound is ALMOST #StadiumStatus. I PREFER people listen to my music in headphones. It's AWESOME if you listen under the influence. But, here I am.

But, here I am.

I know the truth as to why one wouldn't enjoy my music. I'm just not George Massa enough to call niggas out on it. But you (the sound hater) will get yours one day.

Originally, my music was supposed to ONLY be pressed on vinyl. That was the goal for my first 3 projects (From the Desk Of, Sober Karaoke, The Pink Lavalamp). After I met Halo, I spent my time trying to simulate the music made on 80s-90s video games. Real time samples, just mixed to "clash" with each other.

Sometimes, my music cuts itself off. To better explain, a particular sound in the beat/song would knock out another sound. All due to the mix. You have to play WITH the music to play it. 

And if you don't wanna do THAT, just sit back and listen.

If you find yourself dissatisfied, I'm not chasing you. I can either stick with my guns or "switch-up" to appease the audience(s) ostracized by the sound (or lyrical content, if you go that deep).

At the end of the day, my StarChasers' only complaint (really) is that they can't find the right song to introduce to people. Which only means one thing...

It's for you.

The King has spoken.
You feel me. You just wanna deny.

#beseated

THE CRITIQUE!!!!!! update

So I went back and listened to MORE of my music, and I realized that I've been simulating AMPS. 

I need to hear my music OUTSIDE of the amp(s) that I produced/record the music in.

Or TURN UP the amp more when I produce/record.

The volume is ALWAYS low when I mix.
Superstition/voodoo/professional advice.

Fret not, StarChaser!
I will get the RIGHT sound to compliment the well-documented GameOverSound (#dirtyleatherwallet).

I still got it.
A fact that will be proven, in conjunction with #SonicMovie3 (I'm loyal, ShadowNigga; Sonic forever).

[but then, #ShadowNigga is Jack Splash...)

#beseated

THE CRITIQUE!!!

After YEARS of listening and creating based on notes I've taken, I have FOUND the CRITIQUE!!!!! to my music!!!!!!!!!!!

It's too loud. 

Like, when I play it at full volume, it distorts.

Only "From The Desk Of...", "Sober Karaoke" and "The Pink Lavalamp" don't have this problem.

So here's what I'm gonna do:

I'm gonna take some time and work on VOLUME (control). Though it sounds PERFECT when you lower the volume (which was the intention), I want you to be able to BUMP my shit without insecurity. Be it the occasional Freudian slip or the over-mixed song/record.

It's not over.

Though sometimes it feels like it is...

I keep cryin'...

(keep cryin')

I keep trying

for you.

#thephenom!!!

Mission accomplished.

If you recall, I recently hired Danny "DJ Enjetic" Rivera as my manager. Well... as an update, he's gotten my records spun over 1000 times on FM radio (ACROSS THE COUNTRY; lowband/Internet radio), as well as gotten me noticed by several record labels.

I rejected the offer, but I am taking note:

DJ Enjetic is a force to be reckoned with in the music business.
Whether it's his own solo music, him paired with me, or being a tastemaker in #TheIndustry.

The man got it.

Hit him up online:

IG: @djenjetic_mr_worldwide
E-Mail: djenjetic@gmail.com

I've seen the numbers.

He's ready.

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#beseated, King.