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<site xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">239942385</site>	<itunes:explicit>yes</itunes:explicit><copyright>2009 Ahd Child</copyright><itunes:image href="http://media.nothingexpected.com/images/nothing300.gif"/><itunes:keywords>hip,hop,electronic,house,broken,beat,mc,emcee,producer</itunes:keywords><itunes:summary>Every song hip-hop and electronic producer, Ahd Child, makes in 2009 will be available for free download as soon as it's completed. Subscribe to get the songs as they are released.</itunes:summary><itunes:subtitle>Atypical Music. Instant Delivery.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Music"/><itunes:category text="Arts"><itunes:category text="Performing Arts"/></itunes:category><itunes:author>Ahd Child</itunes:author><itunes:owner><itunes:email>ahdchild@ahdchild.com</itunes:email><itunes:name>Ahd Child</itunes:name></itunes:owner><item>
		<title>The Time Lapse Boogie</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 06:36:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In the past, I&#8217;ve done all my production in my home studio. Lately, I&#8217;ve been trying to get used to working on a laptop so I can be more mobile. The transition has not been the smoothest. I&#8217;ve realized that my home setup is vastly superior to a laptop &#8211; at least for my working...]]></description>
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<p>In the past, I&#8217;ve done all my production in my home studio. Lately, I&#8217;ve been trying to get used to working on a laptop so I can be more mobile. The transition has not been the smoothest. I&#8217;ve realized that my home setup is vastly superior to a laptop &#8211; at least for my working style. When I&#8217;m on my laptop, I have one screen, a track pad,Â  and headphones. When I&#8217;m at home, I have two screens, a mouse, a midi keyboard, and good speakers. The dual screens and mouse allow me to work faster. The speakers let me hear an more accurate rendition of what I&#8217;m working on. The keyboard lets me be more creative &#8211; I can play ideas out instead of trying to hear them in my head. For while, as I tried to make songs exclusively on my laptop, I kept running into dead ends. I would get good starts, but then I couldn&#8217;t figure out how to move the tracks forward.<a style="text-decoration: none;" href="https://www.outlookindia.com/outlook-spotlight/matched-betting-uk-review-how-to-make-money-online-don-t-sign-up-until-you-read-this-news-301137"><span style="text-decoration: none; color: #fff; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px;">match betting</span></a></p>



<p><em>The Time Lapse Boogie</em> started out the same way. I put together some drums, bass, and a few other instruments to make a decent foundation. At a certain point, I couldn&#8217;t add anything to the song even though it sounded very incomplete. After many failed attempts to go on, I finally tried working on it at home. As soon as I sat down at the setup that I spent years perfecting, the ideas started flowing. If my laptop is a toolbox, my home setup is a full workshop. I can get a good amount of work done with the toolbox, but nothing beats the full workshop experience. After realizing this, I continued to work on <em>The Time Lapse Boogie</em> on my laptop, but I also regularly worked on it at home. Here is the final result.</p>
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		<title>Word</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 08:32:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This is one of those songs that came after many false starts and unproductive sessions. Sometimes trying to find the right idea &#8211; musically or lyrically &#8211; is like casting a fishing line. The first few throws may amount to nothing, but finally, you feel tug and you have something to reel in. What I...]]></description>
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<p>This is one of those songs that came after many false starts and unproductive sessions. Sometimes trying to find the right idea &#8211; musically or lyrically &#8211; is like casting a fishing line. The first few throws may amount to nothing, but finally, you feel tug and you have something to reel in. What I finally reeled in is a song about a subject that, as an artist, I frequently find on my mind. Lyrics are after the break as usual.</p>



<p><strong>Word<br></strong><em>lyrics and music by Ahd Child</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 1<br></em>A word can be a seed<br>One tiny little speck<br>That can start a new life<br>If conditions are right<br>If the wrong word is planted<br>It can grow into a weed<br>So be careful what you sow<br>Or there&#8217;ll be nothing left to reap<br>Or a word can be a root<br>Growing large and intricate<br>While on top it seems delicate<br>The word is truly vigorous<br>And it can&#8217;t be unsaid<br>Because when leaves look dead<br>The root is still alive<br>And it sprouts once again<br>But it could be<br>That a word is like a tree<br>That sways but doesn&#8217;t fall<br>In a hurricane&#8217;s breeze<br>Some stand straight<br>But some bend when they sway<br>So they still stand up<br>But their structure&#8217;s corrupt<br>And a word is the fruit<br>From the tree from the root<br>And it carries more seeds<br>To be spread in that breeze<br>And what may sprout<br>Depends on how it started out<br>It can be a tangle of weeds<br>Or a forest of flowers</p>



<p><em>Chorus<br></em>I could say don&#8217;t do as I say<br>But then why should I say<br>The words that I say<br>I guess I could say don&#8217;t do as I say<br>But then why should I say<br>Anything</p>



<p><em>Verse 2<br></em>If you say the wrong words<br>Then those words are sown<br>And they can grow in the mind<br>Hidden and unknown<br>It&#8217;s not always easy<br>To trace cause to effect<br>So never assume<br>Bad seeds are lifeless and dead<br>You can call it just entertainment<br>But that&#8217;s wishful thinking<br>In truth, the words that we hear<br>Do sink in<br>And these bad seeds<br>Can form roots that run deep<br>That are too strong to kill<br>By the time that they&#8217;re seen<br>And from these roots<br>Come our twisted up trees<br>With tangled branches<br>And poisonous leaves<br>And they grow ripe fruit<br>Bad words do reproduce<br>And the good that we know<br>Get&#8217;s choked out and reduced<br>Every man has a garden<br>To tend or neglect<br>To make it grow right<br>Requires constant vigilance<br>So let diligence be our mantra<br>As we think before we speak<br>Envision the fruit<br>As you plant the seed</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 3<br></em>So why must it be<br>That we treat words like pebbles<br>Throwing them carelessly<br>Then assuming they settle<br>Some words are flowers<br>But some also have thorns<br>The ones that seem sweet<br>Might do the most harm<br>A word is a life<br>That will grow and thrive<br>And words never seem to die<br>So be careful what you say<br>A word is not a game<br>To carelessly play<br>You can walk away<br>But words tend to stay<br>We can pretend that their sterile<br>But they will still grow<br>We can claim ignorance<br>But the truth is we know<br>You can act like you don&#8217;t<br>But you won&#8217;t change truth by lying<br>Reality happens<br>Even if you deny it<br>I don&#8217;t claim to be a leader<br>But I do recite lyrics<br>I could tell kids don&#8217;t listen<br>But they might still hear them<br>I might be teaching a lesson<br>Even if I don&#8217;t intend it<br>So I consider my words<br>I try to only speak wisdom</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>
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		<title>Maculele</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 15:54:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Maculele is a Brazilian dance/mock-fight performed with sticks. I&#8217;m not going into detail about the dance, but if you&#8217;re interested, there are plenty of videos available on YouTube. Several of the stories of its origins tell of a boy named Maculele who died fighting an enemy tribe that invaded his village. Several years ago, when...]]></description>
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<p>Maculele is a Brazilian dance/mock-fight performed with sticks. I&#8217;m not going into detail about the dance, but if you&#8217;re interested, there are plenty of videos available on <a href="https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=maculele" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">YouTube</a>. Several of the stories of its origins tell of a boy named Maculele who died fighting an enemy tribe that invaded his village. Several years ago, when I wrote the lyrics to this song,  I&#8217;d heard a basic version of the story but was unable to find many details, so I made them up. Now that there is more info about the dance available on the internet, I see I got some of my details wrong, but lets just call that artistic license. The music in this song borrows some elements from the music used for the dance, but the tempo and instrumentation give it more of a hip-hop feel.</p>



<p><strong>Maculele<br></strong><em>lyrics and music by Ahd Child</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 1</em><br>His people came first<br>He was ready to move the earth<br>If that&#8217;s what it took<br>To help the tribe of his birth<br>They were a product of the earth<br>But developed and diverged<br>Producing beautiful examples<br>Of when many minds merge<br>Every single hut<br>Each cultivated piece of land<br>Was one more instance<br>Of the fruit of work of man<br>They built it all with their hands<br>And had a strong sense pride<br>And they built each other up<br>So they all had strong minds<br>A total stranger<br>Will feel like a relative<br>After a lifetime<br>Of shared work and experience<br>It&#8217;s thicker than water<br>Consistency of blood<br>Hard to wash away<br>Though it may rain and it may flood<br>They were too strong to be undone<br>Linked by strength of their hearts<br>And the power of the whole<br>Outstripped the sum of its parts<br>His neighbors were his life<br>Because he was theirs to them<br>So he was prepared to die<br>If he was called on to defend</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em><br>He jumps and he dances but this is not game<br>Or at least if it is it&#8217;s a deadly way to play<br>They attacked the tribe of the bravest of the brave<br>They made a big mistake, Maculele</p>



<p><em>Verse 2</em><br>They had a peaceful way of living<br>Didn&#8217;t mess with other tribes<br>They lived and let live<br>And loved how they lived their lives<br>They were far from warriors<br>Always avoided fights<br>But life is constant change<br>And things changed one night<br>A group of invaders<br>With malicious intent<br>Surrounded the tribe<br>While they all slept<br>Most met death<br>Without waking from their sleep<br>But one invader was slow<br>And one victim got to scream<br>Maculele woke from dreams<br>And saw what was going down<br>The blood of his family<br>Covered the ground<br>He was the last left alive<br>They had killed his whole tribe<br>He was so full of grief<br>That he couldn&#8217;t even cry<br>He could have snuck away to hide<br>And tried to build a new life<br>Or avenge the lost lives<br>But if he did he knew he&#8217;d die<br>But there was nothing to decide<br>They had destroyed all he treasured<br>The desperation he felt<br>Called for desperate measures</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 3<br></em>This peaceful young man<br>Had never been a fighter<br>But anger does much<br>And his heart was on fire<br>He grabbed two wooden sticks<br>And walked out in the open<br>Paused, looked around<br>Continued on after a moment<br>One invader noticed<br>And he chose to kill this no one<br>But Maculele was quick<br>And he left his skull broken<br>Two more tried to engage him<br>But they didn&#8217;t even faze him<br>He killed them both quickly<br>As the rage overcame him<br>The moon lit the bloody night<br>It was an incredible sight<br>One man defeating many<br>It was the most amazing fight<br>He jumped so often and so high<br>That it seemed that he could fly<br>When the invaders died<br>They saw death from the sky<br>But Maculele<br>Was just a human being<br>And as he got cut<br>He grew weaker from the bleeding<br>As he killed his last foe<br>He fell to his knees<br>Too weak to stand<br>And then too weak to breathe</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>
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		<title>That’s Dirty</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 06:34:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was looking through my archives and I found this unreleased track. I made That&#8217;s Dirty several years ago as a favor for DJ Dirty of Sundae Philadelphia. This one was made with the dance floor in mind because DJ Dirty wouldn&#8217;t have it any other way. Unlike most of my music, I did use...]]></description>
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<p>I was looking through my archives and I found this unreleased track. I made <em>That&#8217;s Dirty</em> several years ago as a favor for DJ Dirty of <a href="http://www.sundaephiladelphia.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Sundae Philadelphia</a>. This one was made with the dance floor in mind because DJ Dirty wouldn&#8217;t have it any other way. Unlike most of my music, I did use a sample in this song. It&#8217;s a well known bit from Funkadelic&#8217;s <em>Not Just Knee Deep.</em> I didn&#8217;t try to obscure the sample in any way, but hopefully this should be a completely new way for you to hear it.</p>
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		<title>Pinocchiobot</title>
		<link>https://www.nothingexpected.com/music/volume1/pinocchiobot/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 02:57:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Sometimes when I start a song, I have a vision. Sometimes by the end, that vision is realized, and other times it isn&#8217;t. The idea behind Pinocchiobot was that all the the vocals would be performed by a computer voice. I figured that I would write some lines, stick them in a text-to-speech program, and...]]></description>
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<p>Sometimes when I start a song, I have a vision. Sometimes by the end, that vision is realized, and other times it isn&#8217;t. The idea behind <em>Pinocchiobot </em>was that all the the vocals would be performed by a computer voice. I figured that I would write some lines, stick them in a text-to-speech program, and then do some chopping to make them fit into the song. Instead, I ended up proving that even a monotonous, emotionless human voice is difficult to replace with a machine. I gave up on the text-to-speech idea and made <em>Pinocchiobot </em>an instrumental track.</p>



<p>Though the computer voice was left out of the song, as I worked on it, I imagined words a machine might by saying. This song is about a machine that moves and acts according to the whims of it&#8217;s puppeteer, but craves the type of attention a real boy would receive.</p>
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		<title>Summertime Rain</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 04:08:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Lyrically speaking, Summertime Rain is an odd song for me. Instead of trying to tell a story, when I wrote this, I was trying to tell a particular feeling. If you mix feelings of expectation, uncertainty, mortality, and happiness, you will have the feeling I was trying to capture. Musically, I was going for something...]]></description>
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<p>Lyrically speaking, <em>Summertime Rain</em> is an odd song for me. Instead of trying to tell a story, when I wrote this, I was trying to tell a particular feeling. If you mix feelings of expectation, uncertainty, mortality, and happiness, you will have the feeling I was trying to capture. Musically, I was going for something that&#8217;s kind of funk and kind of calm at the same time. This is a song that is easy for me to see imagine as a video. Maybe someday . . .</p>



<p><strong>Summertime Rain</strong><br><em>lyrics and music by Ahd Child</em></p>



<p><em>Chorus<br></em>I&#8217;m gonna wait<br>For that summertime rain<br>I&#8217;m gonna wait<br>To get washed away</p>



<p><em>Verse 1</em><br>Standing by the curb looking down at the dirt<br>I&#8217;m waiting for the rain to kiss the earth<br>Up in the sky, all I see is the sun<br>But the weatherman promised, so I know it&#8217;s gonna come</p>



<p>I been waiting all year, So what&#8217;s one more day<br>If the cutter of threads will let me stay<br>It&#8217;s been a whole year since I wet my throat<br>So the grim reaper might make me go</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 2<br></em>My life hasn&#8217;t been long, but I&#8217;ve loved what I&#8217;ve had<br>So if I don&#8217;t see this water, you don&#8217;t be sad<br>Sometimes the drops fall and sometimes they wait<br>I&#8217;m in the hands of the clouds and at the mercy of fate</p>



<p>I been waiting all year so what&#8217;s one more day<br>If the cutter of threads will let me stay<br>It&#8217;s been a whole year since I wet my throat<br>So the grim reaper might make me go</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Bridge<br></em>I&#8217;ve seen a lot of rivers and I&#8217;ve seen a lot of lakes<br>But in the end it&#8217;s for these drops that I wait<br>Waiting for the rain</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 3<br></em>My life hasn&#8217;t been long, but I&#8217;ve loved what I&#8217;ve had<br>So if I don&#8217;t see this water, you don&#8217;t be sad<br>Sometimes the drops fall and sometimes they wait<br>I&#8217;m in the hands of the clouds and at the mercy of fate</p>



<p>I been waiting all year so what&#8217;s one more day<br>If the cutter of threads will let me stay<br>It&#8217;s been a whole year since I wet my throat<br>So the grim reaper might make me go</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Bridge 2<br></em>I don&#8217;t want to be saved or to go back in time<br>I just want the water to fall on these eyes</p>
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		<title>Robots and Aliens</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 05:31:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I started this song aiming for something calmer than the others I&#8217;ve posted so far, so before I laid down a single note, I set a slow tempo. Proving that music is never simple, this song ended up being relatively energetic anyway. Once I realized what was happening, I made no effort to change it because...]]></description>
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<p>I started this song aiming for something calmer than the others I&#8217;ve posted so far, so before I laid down a single note, I set a slow tempo. Proving that music is never simple, this song ended up being relatively energetic anyway. Once I realized what was happening, I made no effort to change it because it seemed the song was trying to go someplace in particular. My task was to figure out where. Well, here&#8217;s that someplace.</p>



<p><strong>Robots and Aliens<br></strong><em>music and lyrics by Ahd Child</em></p>



<p><em>Verse</em><br>I find my thoughts are strange<br>I know that that&#8217;s OK<br>But sometimes I wonder if I should change<br>I get these strange looks for all my deviations<br>And they&#8217;re so devastating cuz I&#8217;m cast out on a lonely . . .<br>But where should I go, if not the status quo<br>Perhaps a journey far far far from my earthly home<br>I&#8217;m blasting off with turbo boosters and no space suit<br>I&#8217;m open to the universe with few expectations<br>Who knows the sensations I&#8217;ll find in outer space<br>I&#8217;ll walk my lonely path until I find my own place<br>I can&#8217;t be grounded here, I&#8217;m floating in the wind<br>Like a feather in sky, so I might as well fly high<br>I&#8217;ll leave this static orbit like a new comet forming<br>I&#8217;ll find a path that&#8217;s chaotic and less boring<br>I&#8217;ll find the spot where the cosmos first exploded<br>Examine the beginning as I&#8217;m floating</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em><br>Commune with aliens<br>Different intelligence<br>Observe new substances<br>And unique elements</p>
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		<title>The Life of a Mouse</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 00:41:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I guess it&#8217;s normal for me to come up with music first, then start writing words that seem to fit it. Life of a Mouse started that way. A few lines in, the idea for the final song started forming and I ended up rewriting the lines that had come before the idea. File this...]]></description>
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<p>I guess it&#8217;s normal for me to come up with music first, then start writing words that seem to fit it. <em>Life of a Mouse</em> started that way. A few lines in, the idea for the final song started forming and I ended up rewriting the lines that had come before the idea. File this one under angry hip-hop.</p>



<p><strong>The Life of a Mouse</strong></p>



<p><em>Lyrics and music by Ahd Child</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 1<br></em>I see fluorescent white lights and steel in my sleep<br>I can&#8217;t be free from these concrete dreams<br>As I scream at the bars at the side of my cage<br>I get no where with my rage<br>I am a lab rat for experiments<br>I&#8217;m unimportant and irrelevant<br>The white coats don&#8217;t care about my struggle for the cheese<br>I mean, who stops to listen to a lab rat&#8217;s pleas?<br>I&#8217;m stuck walking the maze, always running from the shocks<br>The turns always change, and I&#8217;m always so lost<br>It&#8217;s not even a game, there&#8217;s no pleasure that&#8217;s gained<br>They just do what they do, immune to my pain<br>You see the mice always pay for the scientists&#8217; mistakes<br>As they fiddle around making changes to our brains<br>They alter DNA and infect us with disease<br>And at the end of the day they&#8217;re all free to leave</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em><br>I hate the life of a mouse<br>Constantly trying to sneak around<br>Always hiding, can&#8217;t make a sound<br>Cuz they hate a mouse</p>



<p><em>Verse 2</em><br>I&#8217;m stuck crawling through walls<br>Finding passage through the gaps<br>Trying to survive without sticking to a trap<br>I need to eat to live, but there&#8217;s poison in the food<br>So I starve if I don&#8217;t but I&#8217;m damned if I do<br>I chew through their wires and I hope I&#8217;m starting fires<br>But I can do so little before I feel so tired<br>I spend most my time hiding, the alternative to dying<br>I feel so weak, I should be fighting<br>But I&#8217;m so easily damaged, I pose no challenge<br>I&#8217;m just a minor annoyance when I&#8217;m doing my damnedest<br>My bones are so brittle, there is little I can do<br>Whenever I try something new, they are not fooled<br>They may scream if they see me running around freely<br>But they just catch me and lock in my cage with my feces<br>They say I&#8217;m so cute, perfect for a pet<br>Fuck that!<br>I&#8217;d rather be dead</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 3<br></em>I can&#8217;t shake this funny feeling that there&#8217;s a cat at my back<br>Lurking in the shadows, just waiting to attack<br>I know I might get snatched, but I think I need a snack<br>You see I&#8217;m forced to act when my stomach makes demands<br>I have basic needs that its dangerous to meet<br>I&#8217;m forced to sneak just to live and to breathe<br>Cats and traps and hands and feet<br>Make it hard to exist, hard to just be<br>Is it worth being free?<br>This freedom&#8217;s so limiting<br>And the gains of this lifestyle seem to keep diminishing<br>There&#8217;s  no time for joy, just running and escaping<br>With death around the corner constantly waiting<br>I hate them!<br>But I can&#8217;t change this situation<br>I could face extermination, give in to experimentation<br>Or perhaps domestication, but nah, no escaping<br>No escaping!</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>
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		<title>Really Sad Love Song</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 06:34:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Valentine&#8217;s day is coming up, so I figured  I&#8217;d do a song about love. Really Sad Love Song is about an artist who realizes that many of the best songs aren&#8217;t about happy love. The music is made up of some of my favorite musical elements &#8211; a deep, smooth bass line, lots of keys,...]]></description>
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<p>Valentine&#8217;s day is coming up, so I figured  I&#8217;d do a song about love. <em>Really Sad Love Song</em> is about an artist who realizes that many of the best songs aren&#8217;t about happy love. The music is made up of some of my favorite musical elements &#8211; a deep, smooth bass line, lots of keys, and a back-to-basics type hip-hop beat.</p>



<p><strong>Really Sad Love Song<br></strong>lyrics and music by Ahd Child</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em><br>All the great songs are love songs<br>Really sad love songs<br>For the love of my art<br>I broke my own heart<br>Now I write love songs<br>Really sad love songs<br>But I hate my art<br>Because it&#8217;s broken my heart</p>



<p><em>Verse 1</em><br>Our past was so perfect<br>That&#8217;s the reason for my tears<br>Remembering hurts<br>And pain&#8217;s not changed by years<br>When you would smile, I&#8217;d smile<br>Because your laughter was my joy<br>My heart would start singing<br>Making a joyful noise<br>We argued almost never<br>And I wanted you for forever<br>To love and to cherish<br>To appreciate and treasure<br>I felt lucky to have met you<br>And to have you love me<br>I thought our love would be<br>Eternal until infinity<br>But something inside of me<br>Took issue with my bliss<br>When my pen would hit paper<br>It would produce blank pages<br>I found I couldn&#8217;t write<br>Without despair, tears and rages<br>I need pain and impatience<br>Anger, frustration<br>I mean who&#8217;s heard of good art<br>Conceived in positive emotions<br>I needed to get open<br>To get creative juices flowing<br>Happiness brings a trickle<br>But pain makes an ocean<br>I had to write my poems<br>That&#8217;s why our hearts are broken</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 2<br></em>If you look at all the greatest artists<br>They always had it the hardest<br>Their hearts were always shattered<br>They were emotionally battered<br>They were either broke and hungry<br>Or alone and lonely<br>Always leaning towards loony<br>Truly unstable<br>I was unable to achieve greatness<br>With you always smiling<br>By my side, making my spirit feel right<br>My step was too light<br>When I gazed in your eyes<br>Days way too bright<br>I needed pain to inspire<br>I should have known from the start to avoid happy living<br>But looking back in hindsight, its better that I didn&#8217;t<br>I had to have lived it to make my pain convincing<br>Now I can put it in my songs for you to feel it if you listen<br>It&#8217;s the ultimate sacrifice, ruined my life<br>My heart is so broken, I dunno how I survived<br>And I&#8217;d try to show you how much this pain has made me free<br>But I can&#8217;t do that because you won&#8217;t speak to me</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 3</em><br>I remember the look on your face<br>When I told you I was leaving<br>At first when I said it, you didn&#8217;t even believe it<br>I told you why, but you didn&#8217;t buy my reason<br>And to cause you that pain<br>Left my heart bleeding<br>But it&#8217;s best that you&#8217;re gone<br>And I know I&#8217;m not wrong<br>If you really still doubt me<br>Listen to this song<br>I know you can feel it<br>My sadness is real,<br>It&#8217;s a part of each day<br>That I live and I breathe<br>This song couldn&#8217;t happen<br>If I was still happy<br>You don&#8217;t write about tears<br>When you spend your days laughing<br>I&#8217;m keeping it real to the nth degree<br>I feel so empty<br>But it&#8217;s worth every moment<br>It&#8217;s worth every lost kiss<br>Every tear that I shed<br>Every time I&#8217;m so lost<br>In feeling regret<br>But you&#8217;re still stuck in my head<br>And I might try to get you back<br>If you hadn&#8217;t moved on<br>And married another man<br>Damn!</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>
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		<title>Monster</title>
		<link>https://www.nothingexpected.com/music/volume1/monster/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 05:17:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[To come up with the music for Monster, I just added and removed instruments, notes, and parts until I came up with the basis of something I liked. At that point, I had to listen to it a bunch of times before lyrics started coming to me. I didn&#8217;t know what the song was about...]]></description>
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<p>To come up with the music for <em>Monster</em>, I just added and removed instruments, notes, and parts until I came up with the basis of something I liked. At that point, I had to listen to it a bunch of times before lyrics started coming to me. I didn&#8217;t know what the song was about until the first verse started forming in my head.</p>



<p><strong>Monster</strong><br>lyrics and music by Ahd Child</p>



<p><em>Chorus<br></em>Look at that, the monster&#8217;s talking<br>Better run, the monster&#8217;s walking<br>What&#8217;s that sound, is the monster dying<br>That&#8217;s strange, the monster&#8217;s crying</p>



<p><em>Verse 1<br></em>He was the strongest man to walk on this planet<br>But he was alone, so the goods were damaged<br>He walked in depression with moments of manic<br>People saw him coming, and they started to panic<br>He was scary, I&#8217;ll admit that, given<br>But life was hard and he was just living<br>He&#8217;d never hurt a soul, not with intention<br>But life don&#8217;t always follow intentions<br>Lost in his sorrow, he was prone to inattention<br>That with strength was a bad combination<br>Destruction was never what he intended<br>But still, many lives were ended<br>He would&#8217;ve made amends if he&#8217;d known what he did<br>But he didn&#8217;t know he left a trail of death<br>They just assumed he was filled up with hate<br>Everyone in involved made many mistakes</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>



<p><em>Verse 2<br></em>Deep down inside, he knew he caused fear<br>So he built a callous skin from I-don&#8217;t-cares<br>He could lie to himself or lie awake with his tears<br>He chose the lies, cuz the tears hurt more<br>And once you open that door<br>It&#8217;s opened for good<br>Better choices would&#8217;ve changed how this ends<br>He could have admitted that he needed a friend<br>And people could have tried to hear what he said<br>But past actions are locked in the past<br>Reflection lets you see, but won&#8217;t let you go back<br>So many people died when they stepped in his path<br>Blinded by grief, he didn&#8217;t know what he smashed<br>So when they attacked, he didn&#8217;t understand<br>It seemed to him this was unprovoked<br>He went wild with rage, out of control<br>Til his life was ended in a cloud smoke</p>



<p><em>Chorus</em></p>
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