Sir Real Killer

I guess I was supposed to tell you that there is a new album coming out on July 10th. Ep to be more accurate. If you’ve ever been curious, there are singles, EPs (extended plays) and albums. It’s kind of antiquated. I sometimes fall in to the trap of “I need to release an album with at least 8-10 songs on it”. But really, nowadays, is it even necessary? You can stream whatever you want boundlessly. So I’ve decided to just be more progressive or what not. It will have 4 tracks, which I’m very excited to bring you.

So… cover art. Lets talk. I’m a fan of cover art. I like making it, I like seeing it. I like listening to the story it whispers.

Sir Real Killer. More on that in a moment.

Lets talk about depth and time. Wait, before we do that, lets cover height and width. I’m not a math whiz so bear with me.

See the picture above? the album art? That I hope you enjoy as much as I do.

Look left and right. Thats width right? Cool. but a check mark on that

Now lets look up and down. from the bottom to the top (long slow whistle). Height. At this point we’re on the same page?

Now look in the middle. It’s a 2 dimensional picture, but theres implied depth damnit. It’s depth. It reaches back to something further. There is a green grove of a beautiful forest back there.

So now, we have our 3 dimensions. height, width, and depth. aka length width and height, or however you want to see it.

Put on your imagining hats with me if you will.

That green grove full of peace and tranquility? Thats you. Or it was you. or if both is and was you to be more accurate.

It’s you from a long time ago. The you before.

Then comes the next room. It’s built in from of the you that is a peaceful garden. It’s safer, more secure. Battle ready if need be. You can hide. You built it at some point in time

Then comes the next room. It both was and is you. It’s a little more warn. Bad stuff has taken place there. but it’s guarding the previous room, which both is and was you, which is guarding the garden, which both is and as you.

Then we get the outer shell. more warn. more weary, i’m sure you know the rest.

Then we get to the front layer. again, the same, read above again. I dont want to retype it or bore you by being repetitive. It only serves and artistic purpose for so long.

But, here we diverge just a little bit. The front isn’t a was you and is you. It’s just a you you. Soon, if will be a was you and is you, but for now… you. it’s the face you show the world. The face that has eyes. The eyes that have the depth of your soui, that sees all the way back to the trees. Hopefully there aren’t so many layers that the light isn’t visible any more.

Still on the same page? If not, at least in the same book I’m hoping.

Now drink with me.

The space that we called depth, it contains something that most people dread.

Time

In this little area is time. It’s both inside and outside, but the existence of it makes the journey from that peaceful garden that was once you you… in to this complex piece of emotional being.

So, all this to say, time it taking you on a journey, from being who you were to who you are, to who you will be. On a road filled with peaks and valleys.

And as we all know, time is a killer of things. It’s turns smooth hands in to wrinkled objects. It makes laugh lines and frown lines. It makes crows feet. It takes you on a journey from celebrating birth, to grieving death. It gives you hopes, and depresses you. It makes you excited, and gives you anxiety.

Pause for a moment about this.

It’s all so surreal. It may not feel like it because we normalize it, but indeed, it’s a mind fuck.

So… this is Sir Real Killer.

Enjoy the show

Wriddyl