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Sea Monster

by J-Robin

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1.
Sea Monster 02:18
Celebration starts early Softest touches fall down on me Set the sails high : In the distance disappears our country. Let young hearts burn and cry No one likes to be in a hurry. Sun sets on brightest skies No one here but us, mercy! The sea monster sleeps deeply Deep beneath our sighs he sees me We know it's never easy But time is on our side. An angry sea is awfully quiet, I remember every face I've met! It's the same for you I bet, But everybody's got something to hide. The monster always awakens Around this time at spring. My resolve is seldom shaken, But tonight I feel an inkling. Tingles to down my spine, Wind blows as I sip your wine, I'm looking at you from behind With nothing to declare.
2.
Sick if preachers, sick of Moses, No doors to break down it’s open No mountain, no tablets: There are only habits. Are you satisfied yet With how many good answers you get? Questions to each other Remain unanswered. I did not write this like my thesis, Lauryn Hill get over it. If my teacher sees this, He won’t see kosher shit! I treat this like a good friend See them often, laugh and lend A helping hand : Treat your work like you’d like to be treated. Too many thinkers think alike Some beacons do remain unaligned Kindness drips towards inside To places yet unseen. Too many things For no reason being said. Too many human beings Satisfied with what they’re fed. Too many rappers And way too few poets. Too many newspapers Too few classics. Too many bucket lists For one or two crazy trips, Way too much emphasis Put on passing useless tests. There are no second chances At intercepting fresh glances; Borderline romances Are the only kind. I can’t hear what you’re saying : I’m busy helping out the hostess. It’s not a popularity contest. To be honest, we’re all blind.
3.
Ted Williams 03:13
Images stumble upon one another Passing softly from smiles to laughter. Having fun done so easily! Starting out in the sun, Ending up being silly. It will break, it always does : Sadly heartache bears no cause. The come and somehow they go, There is no freedom entangled in hopes. Dreams of eternity swish slippery slopes; Their only shadow : anything can happen. Don't know how to live, I never will. I try to give beyond cheap thrills. Still I wonder how many lives I'll blunder : How many crimes, how many misdemeanours. Joy and hardship, try to keep a good average : Ted Williams, four hundred, the last one to have done it! I guess if I manage one or two facets, If only once I catch it looking over my shoulder! Supper time hits hard all around the globe I can almost taste the bizarre hunger the I don't know of. Disasters don't always make headline news But we can choose to flee to the underground. I'm walking around in untied shoes. I might fall down : refuse to loose. I might crawl, straight to the cliff Jump, no miss, pure bliss.
4.
Don't stop me now? I don't know how! Far away from the crowd, We've found our place. To those screaming, I ask : Who is hearing? All left is feeling We know our place. Time running faster, My hands disbanding anger Two rights aren't an answer Celebrate and sing! Timeless gaps - where we relax I'm getting fat, but who is counting? This heart of mine shines through the windows In the life we chose Both friends and foes. They shine their crowns But no one listens Secrets remain hidden To those trapped in missions. The light gets dim But I think of them One taken on the chin Will likely bring a friend. Lend a helping hand Most often unseen; Those in the sand : Keep mindful of the dirt. J-Robin : Taking control of the airwaves. Taking control of the sea waves. Any wave you got, we pretty much cover it.
5.
We Need It 01:54
Feeling stupid and silly Funny bone feeling itchy Making her laugh never seemed so easy I realize I'm already lucky. Up all night tickling The world outside seems sickening Lets stay in : stay winning. Eternal light : keep shining. Hidden faces under the covers, All mine and none for the others. Hold on tight when I touch her, Hope this thing's got autoreverse. Memories become unsound if sought to be repeated. We'll laugh until we come unfound We'll laugh because we need it! Writing this she's in the other room I hear her giggle and I'll come to her soon. No time like mid-afternnon to find out that I love her. Liquid swords hit hard in the heart. We're children, in the kitchen The best secrets remains hidden The world goes 'round we're kissing.
6.
Airspace 04:06
Fly away far far from here To a place that we both now. Hidden treasures will keep you near To where there's nothing left to show. Planets align every thousand years Then it's gone, but still no tears. Tonight, no end in sight, If you ask I might : the sky is clear. Please, come, say yes There are no grounds for rest. Forward marches, bright lit torches : The apocalypse has got nothing on us. Unchartered airspace Falsely aimless, still I place Much wonder over what it means : Without gravity, only dreams. The ceiling is no longer the limit, The sky just a cheap holy gimmick! No more rooms for walls of hope If there is no freedom, I'll find where is it! Every so often, things get stirred Simple contact creates vast worlds. Why not live up there : tell me Why were we so scared? No crowds will gather, Only skies, only dark matter All alone but still together… What were we taking about?

about

I called up Maxime Robin and asked him if he had any cloudy beats.
He sent me a crateful.

I wrote narration raps over some of the beats.
It came out in english, my mother tongue.

Maxime mixed it all up.

Thanks for listening,
J.

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released October 9, 2015

Words : Jérémie McEwen
Beats, mix : Maxime Robin
Except track 3 : beat by Drackq
Recording : Xavier Constant
Monster drawing : Patrice Charbonneau-Brunelle
Design : Jérémie McEwen
Photos : Sarianne Cormier, Marion Desjardins, Rafaël Proulx Langlois

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J-Robin Montreal, Québec

J is Jérémie McEwen aka Maître J, a philosophy teacher from Montreal. Robin is Maxime Robin, a beatmaker from Trois- Rivières.

J, c'est Jérémie McEwen aka Maître J, un prof de philo au cégep. Robin c'est Maxime Robin, un faiseur de rythmes de Trois-Rivières.
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