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NOTEBOOK

Here is a collection of thoughts and musings, with no particular intention or purpose. There will be little regularity - things will be posted as they strike consciousness, but never for the sake of posting. Think of it as an incoherent notebook rather than a blog or worthy journal.

7 years ago...I Don't Like Hip Hop.

This morning Facebook reminded me that it was 7 years ago that we recorded our first single with The Ordinary Allstars, 'I Don't Like Hip Hop'. Those days seem as far away as they do close, and it's strange listening back to stuff from then - rewarding and occasionally difficult. I often forget we did this sort of lounge remix of the single (which I always really liked, and can't remember why we didn't put it on the CD), so you can listen to it or download it here if you'd like.

(And believe it or not, the Showtime EP is still available on iTunes...)

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How many times?

With the way the news is at the moment I have found myself remembering a 16-bar verse I'd written a little while ago that I never got round to recording. There are quite a few of these floating verses that I'm trying to figure out a suitable outlet for... Maybe it will be here, or maybe this will make me try harder to think of another one. 

 

How many times? How many lines crossed?
I seen a bit of this world but I ain’t found god.
Just people, stuck in between their leaders
And what seems like a hopeless dream.
Now is it freedom, that you believe in?
See the balance been tipped, and not in the favour of reason.
We’ve been misled, the victims of thieving,
And much blood’s been shed in our names, it ain’t even.
Stones from pockets against guns and rockets
The underdog’s not scared, cos he already lost it.
He’s made a decision, to die on his feet,
Cos better that than to live on his knees.
So what’s defeat? And whose is victory?
History repeats, that don’t sound good to me.
Governments lie, been ignoring the warnings - 
I’ve prayed for the day, but now I’m scared as it’s dawning.


© Hasta, 2008

Hasta Inc.
This is a notebook, not a journal.

I've always had a love/hate relationship with blogs. I love the idea of having an outlet for thoughts that don't have another home, but hate the feeling that you've neglected it if you haven't posted in a while. I have always preferred the idea of saying nothing at all, rather than something for the sake of it.

So I will treat this as a collection of thoughts and musings, with no particular intention or purpose. There will be little regularity or theme - things will be posted as they strike consciousness, but never because I feel compelled to say something, anything. Think of it as an incoherent notebook rather than a blog or worthy journal. Choose to read it, or choose not to.

Hasta Inc.