Music and Musings: King without a Crown

"Strip away the layers and reveal your soul
Got to give yourself up and then you become whole
You're a slave to yourself and you don't even know
Want to live the fast life but your brain moves slow
If you're trying to stay high then you're bound to stay low"

Whenever I miss the beach, I put on some good reggae and close my eyes. Matisyahu has always been one of my favorite musicians despite the fact that he went mainstream. And I was digging the whole pilgrim image that goes well with the beard but hey, a guy's gotta eat.

King (or Queen, in my case haha) without a Crown is an eclectic mix of funk rock reggae, one of those songs that induces me to wakefulness and cause me to drag my ass off bed amidst the crazy rainy weather.

I've always believed that for you to get something, you gotta give a little piece of yourself first to illicit a response, may it be positive or negative. I usually play it safe and give the standard lines I've been feeding the acquaintances I've made. But I never thought it would be this hard to learn to trust again.

Scary shit. To give someone vital information about your past, present and future. I'm now a fucking slave of myself because I'm anal about lowering my walls to let someone in. I'm having one of those internal monologues as I try to psyche myself up for the upcoming changes in my life. Yes, there will be upheaval. And yes, I'm freaking out just a little. But my inner queen is steady and strong, relentless in pushing me to the brink of my limits.

Midweek blues are always the toughest to combat. Your juices are squeezed to an inch of its life and your physical energy is drained faster than the tequila shots you had during happy hour with your gals. Thank fuck for beats or else I'll stay sprawled in bed with no regard for responsibilities. Hanging tough sure is hard work. Here's to hoping you guys have it better than me. Cheers! :-)

"Like a King without his Crown
Yes, you keep fallin' down
You really want to live but can't get rid of your frown
You try to reach unto the heights and wound bound down on the ground"

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