This is a lyric excerpt: "I am hip hopping some Joplin copping the chronic often lost years prophet equals 27 on it and like minus millions off it, got it? this is a text freestyle of the exhausted lost-it problem kid".
I made this newest album, Portals of the Yin LP, on Dirt Hut Studios, meaning my room in a basement. I have bipolar and I'm the sickest rapper with Saskatoon roots. I possess an ethereal, spacious perspective and spit with a seemingly hazy flow, or so it's been described as being. I don't have many views, but I have many fans in the city I live, namely and mainly for addictions and overly reflexive manic episodes. Bipolar disorder increases my propensity to act foolishly at times, sometimes involving sketchy decision-making, but always involving lots of fun. I love hip hop. It gives me something to focus on. To improve upon. To challenge. And even just to be a fan, and a performer. I've done small gigs at EWC which is a local writer's collective, as well as coffeehouses and humble single performances. I seek to go bigger. Better. I seek to evolve and adapt to become ever-better in world that could use steady ascension. If not to break the stereotypes of illness and addiction, but to prove to myself there is something bigger at play here. The universe urges us to seek to see cosmic alignment, so imagine big and take home a steak even bigger.
However, I don't mind being serious too, and I find myself in deep reflection the most when I'm in the so-called equilibrium of reflex and reception. When I'm mirrored by observation through analysis and mindfulness of projection's existence as ego is strengthened only to dissolve into a mist of rap adventure and discovery, I never feel nor have felt more at peace. See what I mean? I love getting lost in the labyrinth. I thrive on it, to be precise. And to be honest.
Does this qualify as poorly written? I've had people tell me I'm a good writer. I'm trying to make the world a more positive place. We are told what not to do based on esoteric laws that neither fit nor bend upon bending, merely breaking as we're left with the only solution offered to us: Spend money on junk we don't need. My music is what the world needs, to be egotistical for a moment. I play piano, be it improvisation or original compositions. Yes: I also play sheet music and books.
I'm giving what I'm taking and taking more to give more to you and myself. Speedsound Records, Dirt Hut Studios and Beyond the Cave Records were very generous. Probably because those latter 2 are my alter ego record labels. All my albums have been done in a room in my currently hospitable dwelling location for sleeping and recording. Day in day out, soundproofing faithfully as i record whilst pulling all-night escapades for editing and writing. I recorded my new album 'Portals of the Yin LP' on a Blue Snowball usb microphone. I've been using audacity as a digital audio workstation, though I'm saving up for reaper. Hunting vst plugins to edit the music as i went along, I now have 120 freeware vst plugins to edit, mix and master. Mastered the art of the master I have not. But patience is the ultimate key to most puzzles. Even though i know audacity is considered sub-par by some, it has served me well and it's status as free is awesome. I hope to learn and grow as I sow seeds to know so I can sing, rap, be and see a pro.
Truth Forest and Illusion Forest were recorded on the built-in microphone of my laptop. It is safe to say equalization and brighteners played a role in editing my earlier work. All albums are available at pluralithic.bandcamp.com for digital download and many places that can be found if you can spell my name. I know you can. Who do I think I am, to suggest that you can't? I have faith in you. Just type in Pluralithic on youtube and I'll show up: I invented the word, there are no others. Derek Paul Paul Boo-boo Alonzo Dikembe Schmidt is my childhood name, innate identity of course being a ghost bear. D-smooth was my rapping name in high school, before I was dropping releases, I spent a decade smoking weed and freestyling with friends. If you pay attention to the steps as you make them, hip hop ends up being my, and hopefully your, creative heaven. Be it rapping or listening, artwork or street hustle. As you can tell, I'm well-versed with Krs-one, one of my biggest inspirations. Him, alongside Brother Ali, Vinnie Paz, and Aesop Rock. There are too many to name all of them. The underground is full of amazing talent. What a genre in which we do live. In a hip hop world the rich reach a hand to give a hand to those who need to know the system's broken but there's hope. Health is achievable. And curiosity is unteachable. The highest peak, to me, is unreachable. To foster a tangent, the interplay between the producer's intention and the rhymer's vulnerability flexed with power as force only applied when the streets need to hear it. So here it is. My name is Pluralithic and hip-hop is my business. Come for a visit. The experience is priceless. Hence, I just hope the quality is to your liking! Don't forget to listen. Thank you for your time. All the best.
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