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Room To Breathe

by Goldencut

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    Si c’est bien l’esthétique hip-hop qui prime, les sons de Goldencut frappent avec force aux portes du rock, de la trap, de l’électro. Flow sans accroc à la voix caverneuse et productions soignées nourrissent un rap organique, interstellaire.

    Room to Breathe, 1er EP, porte un regard acéré sur l’actualité : un portrait sans demi-teinte du monde anxiogène qui nous entoure contrebalancé par la beauté et la perfection du vivant.

    On les verrait bien partager un plateau avec Kendrick Lamar ou Bon Iver tant les énergies se croisent.

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1.
Addicts 03:59
Gotta feed your greed What you need is to bleed It’s agreed that you’ll follow forces that lead You drink til you can’t think Snort coke, smoke weed Prolly drop molly And a little bit of speed Can’t sleep, don’t dream Living through a little screen This shit’s a sickness Addiction’s a vaccine Benzene, ethylene, Who needs clean energy Need intravenous gasoline Burn, burn, burn Til we choke on the smoke When will we ever learn? Smoking butt of the joke Buy, buy, buy Don’t try, just consume And assume that you’ll need perfume in the tomb Boom, boom, boom From the womb to the classroom Pick by whom We all wanna be plumed Shoot, shoot, shoot Money shots til we come Hundred-twenty proof shots Til we hear the cops come Cheap Thrills Pain Pills Fear Chills Drugs Kill When you score quicker, then you scar quicker Who needs open wounds? need more liquor! I don’t wanna bicker, don’t wanna be bothered, I swear I’ll get help if I ever get sicker. Right now I’m fine, it’s just that I got this itch in my mind I’ma flip this switch one more time, one more line and I will just be fine Like a baby with a bottle Anything to get a fix, another hit, just a little bit Just to feel that kick in the face nose bleeds, migraines, blue lips Can’t sit, can’t sleep, can’t quit, can’t stand it I’m high I’m tired Where am I ? Somewhere between flying and crying Excess is accepted, encouraged, even expected Except when … oh forget it I’m not sure it’s connected What do you mean what have I ingested? Injected? Arrested ? breathless...
2.
I believe that I need more room to breathe Too attached to the past here so I’ma leave What I’m looking for might never be clear But when I find it I have no doubt that it will be I can still see visions I had from long ago And I’ll pick up on the scent of the place I gotta go The only way to get there I guess is to go slow Follow the direction the grasses grow When the breezes blow I’ve looked high and low to find my way I might’ve found the flow of life today But something tells me I’ll never know… for sure So I’ll follow the allure of what’s pure The tao of the here and now The wasps that stop on my skin And don’t sting The butterflies that look me in the eyes Like they’ve got something to say I never used to pray, but now I do That when we’re lost I can feel this way and so can you Sometimes I wanna quiet the mind Feel aligned, exist outside time and just focus on the view Perhaps we’re only two to not be blind to the true design of the light that shines and the night that eclipses and the brightest stars within the ecliptic who sip the amrita and sail into the mystic
3.
Pentagram 04:44
Exit the mental, enter the center of the pentagram Follow Venus’s path clockwise, do the math 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 eight times in 13 Earth orbits round the sun the second planet’s nodes conjunct for 5 episodes in 21 years Earth, Venus and the Sun align together in 3 conjunctions 8 to 5 is phi, or the golden proportion, pi grows every decimal decibel, figures and frequencies and the body’s just a vessel spaceship, take it to the outer limits, find there are none and then where do we go? (Who knows?) There is a show we’ve tuned into, what have we turned into? That we can’t turn it down and just be with the breath Hear the sound of the heart as it pounds in our chest Get in touch with something more than just ego and flesh / understand time is running out, how much is left? Plenty when we look at frequency, vibration and energy In a world where when we walk, we dance interdependently And trust nature’s numbers add up mathematically When we leave the body where we go? Do we float into the stars above? …Who knows Are we ever more than embryos? Can we ever really save our souls? …Who knows Only a portion of what we’re meant to know is ever told to us It can’t be bought nor sold, just felt like the breeze or discovered the dead sea scrolls we still don’t understand where we truly come from or where we’re going a close encounter of what kind Will change mankinds’ manner of engaging with what remains of the living? all that we’re looking for is contained within but there we are staring out when by simply closing our eyes we stop seeing all limitations And we dream of a better life, what does it look like?
4.
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5.
It’s the drop of water that makes the glass overflow A rage that grows hard as the rocks we throw Trigger cocked back, stocked, lock and loaded The powder keg’s fuse ain’t lit, it already exploded a nation of the people, by the people and for people whose slaves’ labor only ever served their greed captured, middle-passaged, stuck in ghettoes and can’t leave from Staten Island to Minnesota they can’t breathe but are berated, brutalized, beaten until they bleed does death hurt more when filmed and shown on TV? now who’s offended by Kaepernick taking a knee? those who can’t understand the flames in precinct 3 a nation of the people that’s never been one people always been separate never been equal a nation of the people built for white power underneath white sheets sniffing white gun powder a nation of the people that packs blacks in prisons that are private and denies it’s rising fascism a nation of the people democracy devoured by confederate cowards who bitch and shout louder 4 centuries of systemic oppression, Jim Crow voter suppression, murder in custody, death row all this violence, this silence, this system where victims’ bodies lie in the street at the feet of those sworn to uphold the laws/ but break ‘em at every turn? while some mourn, others scorn, the social contract’s been torn lynched, whipped, hunted, crosses burned at the stake with the approval of or at the hands of the state a nation of the people that’s never been one people always been separate never been equal a nation of the people built for white power underneath white sheets sniffing white gun powder a nation of the people that packs blacks in prisons that are private and denies it’s rising fascism a nation of the people democracy devoured by confederate cowards who bitch and shout louder no quotes in textbooks from poor black folk US history is based on what rich whites wrote spreading the fable that each and everyone is able to get ahead, get fed, get a roof and a bed we must just be just instead of judge and distrust discuss differences and listen, not look on in disgust civilians are bumrushed and cussed out by corrupt cops. we can’t stop ‘til all that is unjust is crushed stand in defiance of the sirens cause silence is compliance manifest against more of the same state-sponsored violence by an institution asked to protect and to serve when will the meek receive the protection they deserve? a nation of the people that’s never been one people always been separate never been equal a nation of the people built for white power underneath white sheets sniffing white gun powder a nation of the people that packs blacks in prisons that are private and denies it’s rising fascism a nation of the people democracy devoured by confederate cowards who bitch and shout louder

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released February 4, 2022

Composed and writen by Goldencut except "Addicts" and "A Nation Of The People" composed by G.Sourp, Q.Rochas, T.Cloux, A.Lanfrey & N Boyny and written by E.Finberg.

Mixed by Hugo Barré/ Mastered by Blanka/ Graphic Design by Timothée Boubay

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Goldencut Strasbourg, France

Ces trois musiciens
alchimistes se font les révélateurs d’une géométrie à symétrie
variable. Leur musique est une expérience à résultat modulable : tantôt
sombre et hybride, aussi rock qu’électronique, immergeant dans
un hip-hop ciselé, transcendant.
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