Hibiscus Sunrise
Hibiscus Sunrise... Not the diluted hues of Instagram filters/
But the raw, unfiltered blaze of truth/
They say there's one way, only one way, to tell it/ No 'alternative facts' shimmering like heat haze in a desert of deception/
Just the bone-deep, gut-wrenching, soul-exposing...truth/
And damn, the music! SOUL, elevated/ to another level, altogether/Funk till ya drop level/
Suddenly, I felt the universe’s strings… tightening/ Not to strangle, but to conduct/
Like a cosmic funk symphony/ I was just a tenor horn in its hands/
Bootstrap tight, ready to launch into the Sun Ra’s unknown/
Man, what burns in the hearts, the minds, the souls of those who conjure fire like this/
This sound? This truth? a forbidden fruit?
“But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat…" Heavy words, echoing in the digital void/
Because to know the truth, to taste it, to truly digest it/
… is to risk a kind of death. a death of comfortable lies/
Down here, in the deep, the jellyfish and octopus, patient sentinels of rhythm and tide, have been waiting/
Waiting for this latest jazz set/ So damn dope, yeah/
So raw, so… necessary/
Like oxygen in a vacuum/ I dug, man, I dug it deeply/ past the surface, past the pretense, straight into the pulsing, breathing heart of it all/
Don't fight the funk, uh-uh/ can't fight the funk, no no!!!/
Because on the good foot funk, I’m talkin’ bout the Larry Be Coo Funk...is the truth/ it will find you/ It will shake you/ It will wake you/
And in that moment, suspended between sunrise and the infinite, you’ll know/
You’ll finally know/ there is only one way/
And it's ringing in your ears right now/
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Tony Adamo
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