Sing it with me… On up!

You may or may not know that I wrote and produced a rap album in 2010, launched under the name curvaceous, self-titled Exponential, featuring Rasi Caprice. Today’s blog post echoes that same level and intensity of creativity and boundless thinking.

One of my many subscribers sent me the following submission that I just had to share with you. It is one of the most creative and inspirational contributions I have received in quite a long time.

The contributor, who shall remain anonymous for now, came up with this concept from my sign-off “Onward and upward!”

He was also inspired from the different ‘On-Up!’ songs out there…

Since this was not created to a particular melody, you can say the words to music, picking your own style, rhythm and tempo.

He mentioned that one of he first lessons he remembered was to just get started, that even a process like writing songs doesn’t require that you know how to play an instrument or even have a song track to work with… You can always adapt and refine the words to the chosen melody, style and format.

It’s an iterative process that can get refined, massaged and adapted quite easily… Not a bad lesson to learn!

The links below will give you a choice of music / song styles to pick from:

A psychadelic James Brown Get On Up

A Jodeci Get On Up

Curtis Mayfield: Move On Up

everyone wants to be…. Movin on Up

Move On Up Outta Da Billabong

Something tells me that for this mo
I’ll go with the flo.

I’ve never been no poet but in life you gotta go it to know it.
So let it roll, I’ll have a go, to hold me true to it.

Whether you’re up or down,
You wanna look like you own this town.

Twist the cube, use the law to attract,
throw a curve ball straight round the probability stack.
Increase the frequency till it’s a matter of fact.

When you’re down on your ass,
shoot by numbers for a hail pass, a mate’s pass, even a bus pass.

Just get on the next gig you already know how to razz.
Anything to not end up at the under pass.

Gotta go whilst there’s some petrol in the tank.
But I’ll be back, to stoke the Exp-On-Up-tial memory bank.
That’s Exp-One-tial, high frequency with Marc to thank.

Anyone who’s anyone
wants to make their own.

On Up… Up!

Stop your rot, quit your spit,
it’s you whose gotta quit
all your caribou shit.

If you ain’t On Up! You gotta Ka-ching, Ka-change.

There ain’t no honor in a flop.
There ain’t no give if you ain’t got.

Their ain’t no use for high fuletin values
if you don’t provide someone else their value.

Gotta be wise, to see past traps and all those damn lies.
Don’t rely on a one off shot at the sky.

When you’ve got none, you got to try-try-try-angulate for a slice of the pie. Before you can multipli, you gotta create meaning beyond I.

In Oz we got a game called 2-up.
But if you got no coins it’s none up.

Don’t get down. So what’s up?
You gonna be the one up to play On-Up?!?

For those wanting short cuts,
they’re out there waiting for you schmucks.

Ohh no one told you the deck was stacked.
Guess what? You gonna get smacked.

Straight cut to go-to-jail cards.
In the real monopoly world there ain’t no get-out-of-jail-free cards.

Forget your escape. There ain’t nowhere to hide.
So it’s life, get over yourself, get on, let’s ride.

Don’t share the pain, people don’t want to hear it, even if it goes deep.
You gotta create, share the love and earn your keep.

Glue to true on you
or you’re thru.

You better learn to be quick on your feet.
What you learn it better work on the street.
It be easy, it better add value and feel like a treat.
Word on the street is Dr Marc Dussault is the man to meet.
If, if, if, if, if, if you want to do it neat.

So do ya wanna get On Up!?!?!

Get On Up!
Get On Up!

Get On Up!…
Outta da billabong!