The Vow of Silence

Aside from the fact that i plan to take one. This song is a way of expressing what i have learned from being silent over the past two decades. Another improvised track, this one was meant to be ironic in a personal sense. As i wrote a poem long enough to span the length of this song that i’ve vowed to keep silent.

Great for Meditating relaxing, reading, studying, cleaning, sleeping or waking up. This laid back sound is meant to encompass a subtle journey. It is my own way of drifting off, re-centering, and finding peace. I hope to share that feeling with the listener.

https://soundcloud.com/subtle-keystrokes/the-vow-of-silence

The Silence beckons me and i turn away with a practical sense, and a familiar face. All these lives lived and we’ve never learned to speak. Now that’s silly

~Subtle Keystrokes.

The dreamweaver (poem song and drawing)

Lyrics/Poetry:

I am a dreamweaver
a truth seer in this worlds theater
peaking from puckered edge of ethereal plane in plain view
i see the difference but i realize were the same too
many times before i’ve lost my center in a balancing act
but didn’t trust that each of this is an ancient artifact
of art or fact where arts official not artificial if its de la soul
Ill hardly trickle down the tickled landscape of a rolling road
As i’m expanding i don’t think ill ever find one home
but plan to roam to rome and let all of OUR thoughts implode…

Jut like that something happened in the frozen tundra of that hectic hallway
as if to say this worlds a cradle and the love it shove is with me all day
Self Centered egotistical and arrogant they all say
but how many others can you call upon for help always and in All ways
I took grip in that tall haze and broadened my small gaze
past the tidal waves of consumption into a world of active passivism and passive activists

Blissfully and playfully i was cast into the spiders web where i sent a signal outward as to say
i know now not to announce that im the one when were all one and at once i didnt wonder
why the whispers extrapolated exasperated I said wait THIS CANT BE HAPPENING
but it was and id seen it coming so my disregard fo fumbling rose and the sun shone
bright as the plights of angels of the star striped trail of tear me open and my ego froze
dove into myself and left my lungs exposed to the wind you have to win you have to win
you have to wind me up and let me loose perception always seemed to seam me right back up
I dont need to be a warrior or worry or war with the worms of the earth for they too came here
and they too frame fears and try to see the picture, I dont doubt it when i carry my heart in my hand
because my heart is a fist full of pink inklings that isnt wishful thinking and there is no risk of sinking
So lets go let go jump in and swin youre so caught up in control that you’re sure to mis evereything
and it’s all so fucking beautiful

All i know is that i came from the earth and i came for the earth to unearth all the worth and
coerce all the cursed into a blessing because this world is the birth of the search and
it starts with me
no it starts with you
so say it starts with me
say it starts with me

Over Well- mme & Hear to have fun

ok so these 2 are polar opposites but i never posted Over-Well mme and it deserves a fair chance to shine.

Over-well-mme is the glass half empty

Hear to have fun is the glass half full and both are beautiful in their own ways.

Also this is where professor mayfly really came to life he was an idea of mine formulated in drawings but Prof. MayFly really is my alter ego that is me as a lyricist he contrasts subtle keystrokes in that he is aggressive and specific and everything needs to be perfect

Subtle Keystrokes goes with the flow and plays it by ear i talk about the difference in overwell me i hope you like it

Lyrics: Over-Well-mme

So overwhelmed and underdressed fairly blessed and not impressed. The birdy built a nest and quickly learned that leavings best pushed the hatchlings to the plummet from the summit some found summer flights and some found the concrete would take their week old life but that’s alright. Survival of the fitness it’s primal and it’s kiddish I’m kidding I mean childish… I’m on me mean child shit. Meanwhile slip and fall and call for hands when all these handouts left me looking for no ones hands and out. Man down man down it’s time to man up. He stood still till the ash settled. And chuckled lightly to the sky. Let out a samurais cry and found balance in the acts of megalomaniacs it doesn’t take a brainiac to see that madness stems from reason and reason stems from madness and the craziest motherfuckers understand better the type of things the molded youth never found use with but it’s useless until catastrophe proves it and there’s no parade for the jaded who saw what was coming and emptied his savings. He headed for te hills and lost site of the city which he’d thought was plopped upon said hill. A sun god centers himself and says he doesn’t need help he’s got it all figured out himself centered entered even more unbalanced than they had made him out to be. He tries to smother the clutter with theory upon theory upon one another sliding together like butter. So professor mayfly thrives and comes alive with hive mindset. He’s tryna finance the chance to make it out alive. He takes waste and biodegrades they call him ugly man tryin to optimize flutter time. Trying to rcognize half his ties to the ride home. But doesn’t get that’s it’s dynamic and he’s only scratched the surface leaving out a last dimension the rate of retention ought to be your last mention when you consider that you’re fenced in and blocked off from the office. You’ve been ostracized, and optimized past the point of ruptur and we can’t monitor this modulus we can’t even begin to evaluate the hypothesis come one and come all prof mayfly but he may fall and he’s not as tall as he thinks he is he’s not past the point of return because hasn’t left yet he hasn’t pressed yet into the waxy underbelly of the beast the thunder swelling from the east like swelling yeast in fermentation brings forth your liquid courage that won’t budge nudged in this direction shoved into another so far from the family you’ve lost touch with brothers so far from the famine you feast while some starve to be pantomime princes touched by the glimpses of twinkling distance for the very instance of an instant. With his Winston lips his sandstone teeth and a velvet fabrication of his livelihood, his motive is flourescent but unquestioned with every syllable placed like a class on a syllabus or craft rooms that fill with dust killing us because we’d let go so long ago the thing we scare out children out of holding and harnessing we industrialize perfection. Capitalize on power and watch flowers wilt…tilt the camera, silted hands for the geotechnical filthy lands for the free professionals. I’ll be at the festival nick heads screwed on questionable and suttle knows how to float and wonder together we argue we ponder, start each pay day amongst the working class pay grade feeling born again and different no time to pursue women or fancy linen not lost but winning playing into the same game each day a different player each place a different mayor each taste a different flavor. And stupidly sensitive, I could cry you a river I could draw you the figures and you still couldn’t figure this out

https://soundcloud.com/subtle-keystrokes/hear-to-have-fun

Lyrics:Hear to have fun

I said I guess I’m doing this in private. I mean I’m not gonna hide it but respect it’s like the inside of my eyelids so reading that’s like reading my mind. And I won’t be held responsible for a thin that you find.

I mean I’m just trying to live right were all just trying to live right so I’m just gonna live write make music then go back to sleep ill fulfill my hively duties in the middle the week. But if I have time then pay no mind to the fact that I’ll be living In the comfort of a world in side my mind.

And I’ll be saying one love because one love is something that connects us but you can’t make cookie cutter rules for the people on the move. The people who barely even move because they’ve grown scared from what they saw on the news. You can’t lose if you stay in bed Uncle Sam can tuck you in give you rice and bread pat you on the head warm milk and a lullaby.

If you’re gonna watch tv all day I think you’re better off closing your eyes. And if you ever catch yourself saying I never have time to relax then count the fucking minutes a day you spend on iPhone app laptops or on Facebook watching tv it playing video games and imagine spending that time doing something you actually wanted to do. The filler is the killer but you can’t lie. They’ve got you hypnotized to these franchises screens and all the fancy things they imagined up a risk less fantasy there’s nothing to lose except the fucking thing that makes you know tht your fucking you. Remember the first time you asked yourself and truly understood what you were asking why am I hear. You feel lightheaded from the fact that your concious of you conscious if you make time for that you then I promise. Doing wht you wanna do won’t seem like it’s the hardest thing in the world. Rember guys were just hear to have fun so everyone plays nice with everyone. Haha yea right who does that a punch with no punchback is like reading a fun fact it’s pretty worthless in the longrun but the reward is just enough to ensure you’re gonna come back.

Buncha kids no I’m not done with this grow up, and stay childish file your denial somewhere else I hope that it helps that you fucked yourself right over red rover send Nicolas a clover and make him lucky. Oh lucky me I understand there a world outside to see I value privacy and still act trustingly so trust in me.

The Benchwarmer Series Pt. 1 By Subtle Keystrokes & Prof. MayFly [Lyrical hip hop w/improv piano]

The Benchwarmer Series Pt. 1 By Subtle Keystrokes & Prof. MayFly [Lyrical hip hop w/improv piano]

Hey everyone!

today i released a full length album on bandcamp. This is the first of many i plan to post to band camp as well as soundcloud. I have made a lot of music since i started messing with garageband back in 9th grade. Nowadays my equipment and software is much more professional. My mixing has improved tenfold and my ideas just keep getting farther and farther from the norm.

This album is a celebration of some of the tracks that got a good response as singles! as well as just some that i needed to have on the album.

Subtle keystrokes & prof. MayFly come together here in an epic way. bringing you vandalicious lyrics and improvised piano.

I hope you’ll take the time to check out my first band camp release of many to come

2015

So
I guess the bottle broke the pourin your absorbed in.

I guess the gifts and all the presence finally tore em

I guess the best you get is clearly stale and boring

I guess the resolutions not enough to see the core

I guess you won’t confess the dresses you’re exploring

Keep you rocking in the ricketiest of wicker chairs, sun stained glares, long raised hairs on the ills’ of impaired. I’m gone but I’m still here if you’d ever care to share …if you’d ever dare to ware yourself thin the way you tare grim features
on the bleakest of beaks that you’ve just wet the tip of. …

You too and I do too miss hullabaloo I miss the hell out of you

but now I’ll start a new there’s 2015 reasons to only see what’s in front if you

And I’m learning from your mistakes