iAreConscious "Oh Yea - Uh Huh"

Sometimes I feel like the world in general is afraid of experimentation and attempting something that might be or sound odd to others. One such area that this is obvious to me, is how much people seem to shy away from doing spoken word. It seems like a lot of people who have the idea for a spoken word poem, feel it has to be presented as hip hop and then add in stuff that isn't needed. But then sometimes, someone comes along and decides to create a poem that is presented a bit differently and we shy away from it. Well, I am going to do my little part to stop that, a few weeks ago, iAreConscious released a very cool musical poem/spoken word/whatever you want to call it, in which he paid tribute to three of my favorite artist, Charles Mingus, John Coltrane, and Thelonious Monk. I present that piece right now, entitled "Oh Yea - Uh Huh," I highly recommend you check it out, and keep your ears open for what iAreConscious has coming next (no matter what name it is released under.)



I think I’m Mingus
I think I’m Coltrane
I think I’m Monk
I think I’m oh yeah, uh huh
oh yeah, uh huh
Mingus’ shadow played the white keys while he fondled the bass.
Monk’s the black keys.
Coltrane’s horn was in the shop, so he watched.
Fingers folded. Legs crossed in chair.
A trio of great.
No ADHD present.
At least non diagnosed.
In the years before night terrors.
Bad dreams sans Steven King Clown
Memories reluctantly held hands with troubled thoughts.
Reefer madness. Plumes of smoke.
Death doctors in white hooded coats.
I think I’m Mingus
I think I’m Coltrane
I think I’m Monk
I think I’m oh yeah, uh huh
oh yeah, uh huh
I think I’m Mingus
I think I’m Coltrane
I think I’m Monk
I think I’m oh yeah, uh huh
oh yeah, uh huh
I think I’m Mingus
I think I’m Coltrane
I think I’m Monk
I think I’m oh yeah, uh huh
oh yeah, uh huh