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Here are the lyrics to Portrait of a Groove. I'm not sure if this makes a difference (readability). Let me know if this helps! -- dween
portrait of groove
flowetry jazzoetry koology vibeology be still and knowetry it just is the pen is a brush the paper a mallet only a fool would paint with a mallet
it started with the blues and then we got chromatic brushes trumpets blares snares dramatic vibrations psychodelik psoul walking bass lines high hat drumrolls if sound is a city I’m tagging the walls easy gritty pretty bill evans stains as charlie bird calls COMIN SOON TO A BLUEZEUM NEAR YOU melodious designs to make your booty move artwork for your ears divine stroke it brush it baby don’t rush it smoove just like a portrait of a groove paint it smoove like a portrait of a groove
see i was raised on sound as a baby i found in the cradle with a ladle playing the bars gimme a canvas of silence away from the violence the rat a tat tat of gats and all that gimme some blues zaffer some turquoise poise among miles of dizzified toys makin crazy sensuous noise like sister ella can you scat? lester young a porkpie hat as mingus fingas the bass and bows rows and rows of stained glass windows duke yusef lonnie liston smith and mose sonny rollins bootsy collins clinton and sir nose pictures and fixtures of a melodious kind as Collages de Mirages massages my mind smoove like a portrait of a groove.
lyrics by adwin david brown
Outside the Flow Studio some dude is test flying a model plane. Nothing like the kind I had back in the day when Kimba the White Lion was on Channel 52 (the closest thing to cable in L.A. circa the '70s).
No, this guy's toy is like a drone. A small dark green silhouette aching against a Bob Ross blue sky, so nice.
Little Stealth moans, dives, and swoops. I wonder as I watch: when the drones come for us will they look as playful?
I wonder if they'll flow...