Deluxe double vinyl version of Tim Stiles' solo album, Cicada Exoskeletons. Pressed on 180gm, merlot and teal vinyl with full color gatefold jacket, shrink-wrapped. Featuring custom art by Ryan Breault and Richard Lim. Limited to 300 copies.
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I'm pretty sure this song is about 8 years in the making. I started discussing it with my good friend Alex (Bodi) way back when I first met and performed with him. He had this beat from legendary Seattle producer, Captain Midnite that he didn't like the concept he made out of it. It was a darker song about a failed relationship. After much back and forth, I decided to come up with a more satirical angle for my contribution. I went with the idea of something we've all done at least once in our lives -- Facebook stalking (This is NOT a true story! LOL). Alex got a kick out of my direction but plans for the song kind of got lost in the ether as Alex and I fell out of touch for a few years. When I decided to start putting together a solo album, I definitely wanted him on it and this song because the beat is amazing and I thought my take on it was pretty funny. Alex and I reconnected, he dug up his old material and refined it, then we went with the idea of a joint verse to close it out. I think the serious nature of his contribution made an interesting contrast with my no so serious concept and the song turned out well. It's crazy how long it took but that's how this stuff goes sometimes.
She's an internet princess, cynical and senseless,
Maniacally posting golden idols on Pinterest
Her interests pop(!) culture balloons
I watch her consume popular trends instead of minding my business
Usually I’d grimace behind closed doors
Disable her news feed and quit perusing her pictures
But tonight I'm bored of the normal eye-sores
With a face like hers I’m enacting forgiveness
I've got a case of “the Saturdays"
Funny how my patterns change from indifferent to listless
Expectations tend to gravitate from acceptable to sexual
Within a matter of seconds
A quality I live with, not something to live for
Getting all sprung like the Young and the Restless
I see a beauty that blissful, defying logistics,
Suitably sinful once applying her lipstick
I tend to forget regretful, past experiences
And make decisions in haste, far too fast and furious
Tonight I’m lonely, combing the interwebs
So once at my wit’s end I send her a friend request
When I first wrote this verse, I was 22
And grew up a little since then, who woulda knew
The twists and turns and bridges burned
And wishes that now sit in urns
We live and learn, I guess, but what I’m running from and running to
Are two different things - and you are the latter
Not something to climb on, like you’re all that matters
Cause you are and you do
But I lost track of who
I was when we started, say a prayer for the departed
But don’t mourn
We’re all walking through this storm
Alone in the end, but we can keep each other warm
In the meantime and freeze time like tears in their tracks
And let go of squeezing on to fears in our past
I’ve taken you for granted, hope you know I didn’t plan it
Grew a rose up through the granite, but the sewn seeds I planted
And the damage I’ve done to you and your path
Justifies why you said Kiss. My. Ass.
Can't sleep, too distressed from social media overdose
Need get some rest but instead eating a Toblerone in bed
Chocolate covered sheets, I'm a mess
Damn this Y-chromosome and it's birds and bees overtones
How does she hold her own while I'm so obsessed?
We haven't even met, yet I invest so much time home alone
Deleting what I write, she's not even my type
I should be counting sheep instead of caressing this mobile phone
I’ve only known happiness when I leave the past to roam
All on its own and kept my eyes off of the greener grasses grown
No magic path or stepping stones atone for hearts I’ve torn to bits
Shorn the wolf, sheep clothing fits, resorted to recording this
Perhaps the moral of the story is: If its not glorious
Ensure your pride in morals outweighs acting discouraged, since
You never know, after a dime a dozen clicks
It'll redirect... “This profile doesn’t exist"
from Cicada Exoskeletons,
released September 3, 2021
Written by Tim Stiles
Co-written by Alex Hallett (aka Bodi)
Prod. by Captain Midnite
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Jay Battle @ The Battlefield
Tim Stiles is an independent hip-hop artist historically known as the lead vocalist/rapper of the satirical hip hop band,
Passion Party. Tim is no one trick pony. He’s a clever, crafty wordsmith in his own right with an ability to adapt to just about any concept or genre....more