this lil video is prolly my favorite piece of art i've ever made

newer music videos

CAN'T BELIEVE

cant believe i went that long without posting, on my long standing, vaunted blogspot. intend to get back on it. glad i wasnt locked out.

ALL CITY SAVANNAH FOREVER.

accept yourself on spotify and all that

“There are some artists you put on to party. There are some to reflect. Others are for nostalgia. The trainrider, hitchhiker, rubber tramp, Bills fan, dog lover and self proclaimed “folk rapper” just asks you ‘to be,’ Perhaps that’s because he, Omen, E*** Moore, emoore saylavee, has found something. Perhaps it’s because he wants to search next to you. Accept Yourself’s music sounds like someone that neither wants to be forgotten nor acknowledged. When not drawing on your wall, the guitarist in an oversized T and Garbage Plates fitted creates a balanced calamity of shoegaze and dishes crashing to the ground in slow motion. His songs begin as fast as they end, eerily mirroring the sounds of a passing freight two miles away. The artist represents a distance between you and the rest of the world, a mechanical arrangement accompanied by an echo of loneliness. It shakes between the mist of success and failure. His music resembles the calming palpitations of being lost. It’s the feeling of realizing that you are nowhere. And then relaxing you are nowhere. From the subtle beginnings of an acoustic street performer, Accept Yourself develops to a rhythmic disposition encompassing the hip hop influences that represent the rejection of social norms so clearly designed in the lyrical diction. Between themes of travel, loss, personal rumination, hometown longing, empty lofts, cops and flat tires, Accept Yourself makes music for those that yearn to meet the voices down the hall. The soft melancholic guitar harmonies amid jarring, yet, soothing strumming patterns finds the listener staring aimlessly away as they see themselves in the distance. These feelings are created by the wanders that have forged the sound… His debut on Spotify, among other major platforms, has only begun in 2024, changing the realm of previous intimate listenership from small gatherings to, now, the world.” -Michael Mahar [Rochester, NY]

where the hoes at?

 

Van Gogh from a library book, Malibu, & Trash

 

Des Moines Iowa

 tired of pictures of people

and digital dollar monologues 

san francisco poem

theres still a place

in the San francisco bay 

for poets,

skateboarders, & miscreants 

child actors grown up with

addictions & missing teeth;

the fog rolling in

with all its mystique 

LANDS END

is where I sleep

wake up with a dream

and theres something endearing

about the harsh chinese business

man

thats weary of me

Nothing is

what it was

ghosts linger around

as rent goes up

I sit where the roads end

at least as I positioned them

In my head,

and a CHAOTIC CALMNESS 

Descends

if I stayed here forever

I would be dead///

(enchante cafe - geary st - 5/13/24)

 

avant guard

 

lower east side, baruch housing projects

a lifetime ago, but it seems like last nights dream

 

ATLA [train]

went atlanta to LA via the ATLA train this summer in the heart of leo season (august)

georgia, mississippi, louisiana, texas, new mexico, arizona, california

100+ degrees everyday had to drink 3 gallons of h2o every 24 hours

god damn it was beautiful

shout out to traincore brian for the intel

shout out to myself for the gumption

 

rural texas siding

nothing shines like the leo sun

lil fly homie that rodewith me thru 2 crew changes

(long live)

secure the bag

caliente/ducking border patrol

"a flash flood warning is in effect for this area... this is a dangerous and life threatening situation."

spires of civilization

wishlist:

 type II blank cassettes

</3 <3

they dont even know about the rap project...

 

emoore saylavee · childhood dreams revisited

burlington poem 6/11 never forget

 

maybe I'll start

smoking next year

& I'll use the butts

to balance

shakey tables

shakey anxiety

if times imaginary

whys it fuck with my head

so much

ego or something

some book will offer all the

answers

$19.95

+ inflation rates

i'll sell my peace

for acceptance

she got in my head

now its a headtrip

is it rebellion for a grown man

to cry

theyll say how great you are

when you die

not a threat anymore

bogus society

wind blowing

pollination?

I dont trust the science

I trust my heart

but it doesnt make any 

sense

not really

feel me

tried my damndest

didnt go as I planned it

the plants are magic

dont have bAd habits

-

sorry for looking at your

girlfriend

who was looking at me

sorry they got you to

pretend anything was yours

sorry

im just here to use the 

bathroom

sorry they dont love me

Im bugging

put up walls

even if they wanna fuck me

sorry dad

        sorry mom

sorry for writing

ugly graffiti on the wall

sorry for leaving

sorry for staying

sorry for smelling

& exhibiting grayness

actually really sorry

to "my" dog

what a man

to have to follow around

I came back

dont know why

sit around

looking for life

                   ///

yop, in pittsburgh

 this name image and likeness is used without the kodak kids permission and is for recreational purposes only. (shitty scanner)

oak view view

fluorescent lit, carpeted, corporate chain tax place for people who cant use the internet (santa monica ca) 

 

pitbull eyes, the cabin album

my childhood friends are addicted to cocaine

new music video

hometown love