Zachg

Gracescapes is a project that has been going on in my head for quite some time. Basically, it’s just simple looped beats from songs that you probably already like. Giving them away for free is part of what makes them Gracescapes. This is the first official one that I’ve done. I peeped this newish Beach House album earlier today, and got hooked on this song. I set it to repeat on my ipod while I went to my friend’s house for dinner. She made fish and chips. I had some beers and some dinner and some great conversation. Hanging with ladies is the best. I wrote on the way there, and I wrote on my way home. When I got back to my house I made an edit of the song, then I recorded the vocals in two takes. I was kinda bummed because I couldn’t find an adapter for my mic stand–it’s a light stand with a microphone adapter. At first I wasn’t going to record, but then I realized I could just hold the mic in my hand. Duh.

Whale Over Beach House

Yo no off the dome I’m off the triceratop
Don’t pop or lock just rock
Heavy knots
Tied from the strands of the lives that I got
Uh huh big bows and ribbons
Oh yeah like bones in women
I give her mine I take it back rib with a rhythm
Yes I split em I’m cold like fission
Shackleton bad no boat just a beat
Survive in life off of plants more than meat
No circle complete if you add it to a strand
And time still pass no glass no sand
Take man for exam_ple
And your superpowers bound to fail
My tail in my past and my wings in my future
Caught mad flack but never ever been a loser

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Clark kent flesh yeah I’m so super
At passin through smooth
Best attitude on a beast this bad keep the rampage I’m on my Grape ape swag
Cant break my stride cant make me mad
Yeah I’m free but I won’t be had
Seriously deep
Marianna trench drag
My feet through that when I sleepwalk
I beatbox
When I’m in the street no kipa
But if dope your religion i be wht you believe
I’m a cat lover’s kitten flight change no fees
The highest of high invisible to the scene
Far from tradition yet close to the essence
Born on a breeze the kind that freshens
Worked for a rep yeah the kind that impresses
But it aint shit to me if it walks and talks
Bottle full of water and a box full of chalk
Liquify lines and evaporate punks
Chillin at the beach house smoke then I stunt
Trampoline steez got bounce got bump
Bass before breakfast pussy when I want
Aint shit changed I still lead don’t front
Born with no teeth mouth full of raps
My lips flap and the hands go clap
Bet I get better like danny way back