Dilettante Nomad

On this rendition of driving through Houston, B.C kicks off 2018 with some words of encouragement. Reach out, inspire, listen, help people and help yourself. Be the catalyst, not the cattle.

B.C examines values and beliefs as a universe as he drives through the rain in Houston.

After a few months balancing many extremes both personally and professionally, I take a moment to find peace at an empty park on a rainy evening to vent...#newbridge

eyes wander

i couldn’t see it

blind to the pandering scandal

nominating me for a prestigious award

for reasons beyond my own accords

teasing the cord to pledge allegiance for them all

feeling put on

a legion of malls

circulating rats around wheels feeding meals to em all

each and every nominee is on their knees begging please dont do it

the trees blow through it

nature takes its course

but the fees assist the music

so leases are sold on the idea of less maintenance

no worries, this is included, deduct it, reuse it, or fuck it. tuck it in your sock, that wad of cash will be ours and ya’ll be sleeping at the end of the block

under the bridge

sumner will live

dumber the kids

i’m running the biz… shit

This is the upper- middle amphetamine

i mean, I’m a Meta Zine, meditating mephdrone and morphine cut up each tunnel of dope feigns cold veins coltrane on cold trains

codine, old days, decoding the old ways

like way back in the day - Blaise was a dream inspiring pirate pillaging pillow cases of pills - butane basting blasting off in basements - killing useless cell replacements in the brain infrared adjacent to the drain - indecent, complacent danger, reminisce the anger - sisyphus’ savior - infamous creator of oedipus’ manger

I remained - chill - I remained - calm - I remained sane - i remained - harmless to the chickens - parmesan in the kitchen - reading palms for the vision - eating cloves - bad decisions- infrared scopes and dope injected - in a rope - missionary - detected a divine vine of berries - very wrapped in twine twice already - this note - satisfies my goodbye and defies my cravings

for a bottle like a baby

for a dollar menu lately

for a scholar mentor crazy

for a manic addict baby

heyyyyy

This is the theme song

to leave on for 24 hours dazed and confusing explosive usage of doodles on a leaf that fell from the tree and created a blank book of pages just for me.

writing through my ages while finding truth in mazes

fighting through the blazes while lighting up endangered species beneath me, try and defeat me never

my levitating endeavor will deflate your ego

debate my people? and i will degrade you for a sequel

i noah-bout real devastation

i built an arc from found art, hard work, trials and tribulations

keep pacing, keep blazing, stay amazing, be patient

it doesn’t happen overnight

the power of consistency and will have persisted my wishlist from 100 to nil

punch drunk love and kill

dump truck raised and spilt

all over goes the grain and pills

on the streets like cocoa leaves until the sweepers are locked and loaded

cock back, take a shot and hold it. reload and keep going

never stop

never give up

leave a legacy for your family and friends… show them what you can create whether or not it’s appreciated, it’s your escape… I can relate… I only do this for my own well-being

i only do this because it gives me a good feeling.

i only do this because this is my only being… my only time i will remember, and when i pass on - I want my kids to always hear my voice… inspire them when they’re down… inspire them when they need their pops to say YOU CAN DO IT

I love you- I love you all.

Recorded at three different sites (two outside), B.C chops up some audio during his November birthday and asks contributor Sean Darrow from The Bottom 5 to weigh in on the seasonality of aging. Recorded separately and without knowledge of what one another recorded, we have pieced together a conversation for the ages. Peace!

B.C describes some of the tracks posted this Season III like Getting Back To Zero (about getting out of debt) and Sit Kneel Prey's closing song No Joke(s) (about police brutality against African Americans) leading into a song written in 2005 after B.C was arrested and made a conscious decision to live his life by the grace of good.

On October 26th, 2017 my 94 year old grandmother, Mary has passed away. We reflect on our elders and the day of the dead. Happy Halloween!

Colin Kaepernick kneeled during the national anthem in order to peacefully protest the justice departments handling of many police brutality cases dealing with the murders of unarmed black man during traffic stops, walking and standing on a streets. The president and media have been trying to twist this social issue into one against the military. I'm not sure how delusional or misinformed you have to be to actively stretch one's imagination to believe such a thing, but they're doing it. This is just like 'Black Lives Matter', then other groups try to counter it by saying 'All Lives Matter' or 'Blue Lives Matter'; listen the belief was simply the lack of compassion of crimes committed against innocent people of color. No one is stating that all lives don't matter, the 'black lives matter' message is simply saying 'OUR LIVES MATTER TOO'. Never Forget!

Part of the inspiration that lead to the writing and recording of TV Tells Me. Ranting while driving up to Dallas, realized I wasn't recording and then tried to revisit the same concept I was rattling off about... Next Episode coming soon 'Sit Kneel Prey'

B.C teams up with B.ME to throw down a track based on the influence TV has in all of our lives. It makes up our decisions on social issues. It dictates the truths we wish were true. It influences our conversations, our family, our friends and our lives to the fullest extent, but...think about the last time you went a day without seeing a screen. It reports opinions rather than facts.