Hazardous Material

I have been writing music and lyrics since about 1991. Over the years I have branched out to many genres and venues and grown incredibly. Off Broadway Shakespeare adaptations, Dante's "Purgatory" adaptation complete, and even Cirque du Soleil collaborations with Jean Francois Cote( composer of "KOOZA" and other Cirque shows.) I've had the opportunity to branch out to many different demographics, but my focus still remains as it has always been focused upon. Those who share a similar interest as me. My hip hop is as, one of my favorite writers, Charles Bukowski, says about his prose poetry, "A passionate, pleasurable, selfish nice form where you can scream a little bit." Thanks for consuming!

I added my song "Titus!" back up on the page to change things up a bit. www.myspace.com/scholar Back in 2004 I was approached by an off-Broadway Theater Company to write and produce a hip hop version of the Goth boys and the Moor's scene in which they plot to rape Lavinia. They wanted it in the style of the Beastie Boys so I had to vocally embody three different characters and the actors had to study my recording to learn their individual parts for live performance. (Hence the pitch shifting.) "Titus!" appeared off-Broadway late in 2004 to great success and I can check off my goal list re-arranging and transliterating Shakespeare into hip hop. I hope you enjoy this strange little ditty.

Walking back from buying a coffee at the closest barrista stand you decide to walk under the willow trees by the ornamental fountain and soak in a little city nature. There are people out and about on this Saturday morning. One man, a bike rider, has his t-shirt off and is sitting in the lotus position meditating on the concrete brim of a big flowing fountain. He is balancing his elements. One man is walking listening to his iPod mumbling the lyrics of a song referring to the challenge of controlling internal elements. There is a woman casually walking around taking pictures and framing shots of flowers and plants and the river close by. As you walk you notice a man on the ground in front another man sitting on a bench. Homeless? Perhaps. Standing looking at water shooting from the ground into the air and falling back into a surrounding pool you suddenly feel a person standing to your left. Who is he and why are you being approached? He speaks broken english with an almost Thai or Phil...