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MUSIC is Not a GENRE - Phase Two

by REC

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Wisdom through repetition is my mission. Like a Zen koan about a man fishing – more time doing, less time wishing. Success through failures is my tradition.The power of repetition. The power of repetition. The power of repetition. I got a learning curve that’s as hard as hell. I start off slow so it’s hard to tell. But when I get going you can feel me swell, and I drop like a bombshell. My first name is a verb. “Verb” is a cognate of the word “word”. Forget everything you ever heard. The best MCs are the biggest nerds. Wisdom through repetition is my mission. More time doing, less time wishing. Wisdom through repetition is my mission. More time doing, less time wishing. The power of repetition. The power of repetition. The power of repetition. The power of repetition. Two years out and I got this down cold. Ten years out and I still don’t feel old. Twenty years down and I’m still going strong. It’s the everlasting now if you love it all along. The everlasting – the power of repetition….
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Scroll Out 03:09
I wanna die a little every day, so I can watch my life scroll out before my face, remember all the reasons why I stay, and better how to get out of this place. Don’t take the pain away from me. I said don’t take the pain away from me. The suffering was always meant to be a way to not forget how to be free. It’s the form that gives us freedom. It’s the pain that gives us joy. It’s the weakness gives strength for a boy to love a boy or girl, and a girl to love a girl or boy. If you are one of those who can’t believe that only true connectors will achieve the uplift in a life that’s filled with grief, then baby take your cardboard box and leave. I want to die a little every day, so I can watch my life scroll out before my face, remember all the reasons why I stay, and better how to get out of this place.
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Where You Go 02:24
I’ve missed you every day I’ve been without you. I know we hold each other in our hearts. Don’t think you know how much I think about you, and how much it hurts to know that we’re apart. I’m sorry for the things I couldn’t give you. I’m sorry for the times I made you cry. Don’t know if I can ever make it up to you, but every day of my life I will try. And while you’re on your own and building something – a life with love and adventure all your own, remember one thing: My life would be nothing without you. Now that I will be without you, every day I’ll think about you, and hope you’ll take me with you wherever you go. Wherever you go, I hope you know….
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The Sky 03:00
It’s not the method or the way you use it. It’s not the tidal or the wave that grows. It’s not the look into the eye that proves it. It’s not the stuff that anybody knows. It’s the sky. It’s the sky. It’s not the temblor or the heart that’s beating. It’s not the everything you feel inside. It’s not the way you see the world that’s seething. It’s not the temper or the rising tide. It’s the sky. It’s the sky. I know you don’t want to hear that, but it’s true. It’s the only way forward. I know that you can’t believe that, but it’s you and it’s me and it’s all of us. It’s the sky…
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C’mon. Thinking about you coming … you set my body humming. I wanna take you every day. You make me break like unh. Everyday. I’m telling you the story of how you make me more me. I wanna taste you every day. You make me break like unh. Everyday. The deeper we go, the higher we fly. The higher we fly, the deeper we go. You make me break me every day. Everyday.
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What I Want 05:16
Today I woke up and I loved you. Today I woke up and I didn’t love you. Today I woke up and I was too confused, so I went back to bed and dreamt of someone and you. I know I don’t know. I know I don’t know. I don’t know how I know, but I know I don’t know that... You are not what not what I want. You’re what I want. I had a notion and I pushed it through. I had a notion and I took it to you. A strange emotion that I never knew pulled me out of bed where I found nothing and you. I know I don’t know. I know I don’t know. I don’t know how I know, but I know I don’t know that... You are not what not what I want. You’re what I want. You’re taking it all away, and giving it back someday. You’re taking it all away, and you gave it back. Am I throwing it all away, the last of our todays? If I don’t want to stay, I won’t come back. You are not what not what I want. You’re what I want. Today I woke up and I loved you. Today I woke up and I didn’t love you.
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It's all too much, it's all too much. When I look into your eyes, your love is there for me. And the more I go inside, the more there is to see. It's all too much for me to take – the love that's shining all around you. Everywhere, it's what you make for us to take, it's all too much. Floating down the stream of time, of life to life with me. Makes no difference where you are or where you'd like to be. It's all too much for me to take – the love that's shining all around here. All the world's a birthday cake, so take a piece but not too much. Set me on a silver sun, for I know that I'm free. Show me that I'm everywhere, and get me home for tea. It's all too much for me to see – a love that's shining all around here. The more I am, the less I know, and what I do is all too much. It's all too much for me to take – the love that's shining all around you. Everywhere, it's what you make for us to take, it's all too much. It's too much, it's too much. Too much, too much, too much.
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When do you know that it’s all over? When can you see that it’s the end? Who has the right to say it’s over, and who has the power to say when to start again? It’s all the same to me. I’d almost rather be lying silent. Who told the world to tell this story? What kind of life should go this way? Who had the right to throw this karma? And who had the power to blacken every day? It’s all the same to me. I’d almost rather be lying silent. It’s all the same to me. So far as I can see, there is no mystery. And there’s nothing left for me but lying silent. Wonder, wonder – I’m so tired now…
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Don’t get me high.... I never realized I had my own power to make it rain on a sunny day. Bright light in a burning shower. I’m watching all the love wash away. You thought I was your savior. You thought you knew me well. So you put your arms around me and I dragged you into Hell. I don’t mind that you say you believe in God or Heaven or the Will to Achieve. But what’s the point of making nothing worse when you put all your faith in God because you can’t stand Earth. You didn’t need to have faith in the world, just faith in me. Yeah. Don’t get me high.... I do not want to be someone else’s fantasy. In your head what you see I guarantee will not be me. I am the loudest whisper. I am the silent scream. I am the living illusion in your every waking dream. My breath comes from my dying, my death from being alive. I travel without moving and disappear when I arrive. Don’t get me high.... You didn’t need to have faith in the world, just faith in me. Yeah. Don’t try to name me. Don’t try to claim me. Don’t try to game me. Don’t get me high. Don’t try to name me. Don’t try to claim me. Don’t try to shame me. Don’t get me high. Don’t get me high.... You didn’t need to have faith in the world, just faith in me. Yeah. One day all of this will be a memory.... Don’t get me high....
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Mothers hide your daughters. Fathers hide your songs. There’s nothing left for us here but guns guns guns. Fathers hide your daughters. Mothers hide your sons. All we see around us are guns guns guns. Say it! Make make make make make me mic my mouth mouth mouth mouth. Make me mic my mouth mouth mouth mouth. Mouth mouth mouth mouth. Mothers hide your daughters. Fathers hide your songs. There’s nothing left for us here but guns guns guns. Fathers hide your daughters. Mothers hide your sons. All we see around us are guns guns guns. Mothers hide your daughters. Fathers hide your songs. There’s nothing left for us here but guns guns guns. Fathers hide your daughters. Mothers hide your sons. All we see around us are guns guns guns. Say it! Make make make make make me mic my mouth mouth mouth mouth. Make me mic my mouth mouth mouth mouth. Mouth mouth mouth mouth. Guns guns guns.
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released August 27, 2018

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REC New York, New York

REC is a NYC electro power pop band formed in 2004, emerging from Nick DeMatteo's solo career, and featuring Nick DeMatteo on vocals and writing duties.
Since 1996, Nick & REC have released over a dozen albums/EPs. Nick is also a podcaster for MUSIC is not a GENRE (MxG), actor, voice over artist, director, graphic designer, and writer. Check out REC & MxG merch at the Bonfire link below!
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