This was a really fun moment of the tour we just did. After our Arcata show at Humbrews we got a crew together and hit up the incredible Toni’s No. 1. Open 24 hrs. with amazing shakes and hamburgers, Toni’s is the place to be at 3:30am!
August Tour 2010-Toni’s No. 1 in Arcata
August 27th, 2010Video Blog-Portland Night Frisbee Sesh
August 19th, 2010While we are on tour we are always looking for a good space or time to play some epic frisbee. I am quite grateful for living within a space-time continuum because we always seem to find a good space and good time to do it! Coincidence? Probably not… Here we are wrapping up the Portland leg of our summer mini-tour, getting in some night frisbee in a big parking lot with a flood light attached to the church making it the brightest thing ever next to the sun. But still a good night sesh 
On Tour In Arcata…
August 12th, 2010We All Want To Fly – Lyrics
July 27th, 2010
It’s The Chemicals
Scarub:
There’s a universe inside us, all made of liquid.
It’s a case of inner space, chemically dependent.
Through the veins to the brain, a whole solar system,
and I’m a jet-setting space cadet experimenting.
Yep, I vow to this, I’m an alchemist.
I mix emotion up with thoughts and the outcome’s bliss.
Inhibition ain’t my boss, without a doubt take risks.
The price of progress with that cost? I’ll dish out them chips
and chip at it like a sculptor carve out a wish.
I’m on a chemical romance and life is a trip.
A slow dance with destiny, and her hands I grip.
She quick, but I chase; freeze, tag, I’m it.
I keep running like a fountain, so deep as a crater is wide, high as a
mountain goat.
And I’m immune to this altitude, got a high tolerance for substance.
How bout you?
They say its abuse; I call it a skill rapid, a river run through me like a
chemical spill, no harm.
When I’m induced I live at will, whoa, the mind-marsh mellows like some
lucky charms.
Blast off from an armchair into space.
So fast, so high got a sprinter’s face.
So vast, vanilla skies, I can smell and taste the chemicals in them
depending on the prescription.
Self-medicated chemists mixing up some inventions,
experimenting and tripping.
Entering new dimensions
with my eyes wide shut, intuition and vision.
Side effects make you feel like you’re flying and swimming
all at the same time, man.
I ain’t lying, no fibbing.
Throughout all found a wisdom broken down like a prism.
I think I’m neighbors with the man on the moon.
Chemistry’s like music and I am in tune.
Come and lay, I’ll kiss you on the eyelids,
then we’ll sleep and dream good things.
Don’t you know it is just the chemicals
in our brain that cause us pain?
It Always Takes
Barely upright…
weighted down with stones
night after night.
To find your way back home
It’s gonna take a little time.
It always takes a lot of trying.
It takes, takes, takes a state of mind,
and always takes a little time.
Keep your head up,
drown your days with dreams
of where you’re going
and who you want to be.
It’s gonna take a little time.
It always takes a lot of trying.
It takes, takes, takes a state of mind,
and always takes a little time.
Just do what you gotta do.
If it’s good for me it’s good for you.
Do what you gotta do,
do what you gotta do.
Face the great fears,
throw them to the birds.
Your expression
screams a thousand words.
It’s gonna take a little time.
It always takes a lot of trying.
It takes, takes, takes a state of mind,
and always takes a little time.
Pull, Push, Let Go
Call several times
to show you care, but you never come by.
If you did you would see
broken lights, but that’s how it’s gotta be.
We tried…
Pull, push, let go.
Timing is everything,
you said so.
How does it taste?
Does it burn and crinkle your face?
Do you see what I see?
Is it clear that we’re where we ought to be?
We tried…
Pull, push, let go.
Timing is everything,
you said so.
Eligh:
Pushed you away, then I tried to pull back
with a puppy and a promise of a cul de sac.
A picket fence, paint it black cause you never came back,
and the weather never got better, a veteran of misery.
Complicated cadence kick around a can inside my head,
I never say the words I want to write.
My demeanor cleaner, stronger, better yet too late I hate the fate
of being lonely on a rocking chair at night.
Television gleaming off my bifocals, what a sad sight,
had love then lost it in a fight for my life.
Double-edged knife slice, heart, slice hand
my part inscribed in time inside.
Screams like a newborn, and says I’m a winner
and I made it through the winter, but the sun is getting hotter.
Bought a ring and now it’s in a pawn shop,
used to think about you non-stop.
The game, now I’m on top.
I will not play victim, no longer the sick one with god as my witness.
I’m in fitness mode, no longer pulling the wool over my eyes.
I’m an improviser, in disguise, crow is on the rise.
Hypnotizer, sympathizer, empathizer,
because I give a shit my battery is energizer.
Analyze a person under pressure cause you put me in a place of protection
all from affection, infection is dangerous, feel like a stranger
in love all because I pushed you out of my life,
but now I let it go, hands are calloused and cold.
I Won’t Let You Down
You say I hold my drink with a nervous hand.
You say I do it all the time.
You say you’re scared to be with a nervous man.
I think I’m scared that you won’t try
because I…
I won’t let you down, so come on.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
We can leave this town, so come on, yeah.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
I won’t let you down, so come on, yeah.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
Our feet touch the ground, so come on,
so come on, yeah.
So come on, so come on…
Was I wrong to think that we had a plan
under a devil’s throat full-moon?
So you want to be in a distant land
when all I want is to be with you?
Just know that…
I won’t let you down, so come on.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
We can leave this town, so come on, yeah.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
I won’t let you down, so come on, yeah.
I won’t let you down, so come on.
Our feet touch the ground, so come on,
so come on, yeah.
So come on, so come on…
Wishy Washy
Yeah…
Jackie’s Song
Here’s to the sunny days that never stop.
Bad thoughts that go away, don’t leave a drop.
Work hard and harder pray, don’t give it up now.
Can’t fake the love so we hip to the hop.
Here’s to the light parades on all the blocks.
New shoes be struggling with dirty socks.
Stay close to family, don’t give it up now.
Can’t fake the love so we hip to the hop.
The song goes on and on, that’s why we turn it up now.
The dark will turn to dawn, gonna live it up now.
From my head down to my heels we’re gonna burn it up now.
Birds know how I feel, gonna bring the love now.
Bring it now…
Before I’m Done
Rugged Monk:
Life in the shade
is getting cold, and it rains.
I need the sun to shine on
my darkest place.
Nights I catch stars
with a net made of broken hearts.
Tired of hearing, “so what?”
Things gonna change before I’m done
and out of here…
Before I’m done and out of here…
Before I’m done and out of here…
The stolen legacy of Black Knights will live on.
Even if I pass on my words will live on.
I got a legendary mind, got a legendary soul;
footprints made of gold, my words is etched in stone.
I’m royalty, just like a prince, intelligent.
Gotta watch the moves I make in my environment
cause they crafty.
Everyday the devil try to get you
so you gotta be swift or you will become a victim.
Change for the better, don’t worry about Jezebel
cause in the end the weight don’t add up on the scale.
When the lights start to flash and you really ain’t prepared
don’t be scared, fumble up and you act unaware.
Hold them bricks, play the cards that you’re dealt
before the books start to fall and they fall off the shelf,
one by one. Start looking for help
and you’re staring in the mirror just looking at yourself.
Peace of Mind Through
The Hardest Truths
Stepping backwards, gonna start this over
without the cold words that burn the eyes.
Letting go is hard, but my heart speaks.
Probably won’t tell how I stumbled fast and fell.
You show the outside, but I can feel
someone else crept under the surface.
Find answers to what we go through.
Find peace of mind through the hardest truths.
Don’t wanna make time for the final, fast hike.
I wanna slow down, feel the knife.
Never say I love, but get cold feet.
Seven acres in the heart of nowhere
can fix a broke mind, but can it steal
thunder from the shrug that made me
find answers to what we go through?
Find peace of mind through the hardest truths?
Answers to what we go through…
Peace of mind through the hardest truths…
Stepping backwards, gonna start this over
without the harsh words that burn the eyes.
Letting go is hard, but the heart speaks.
An Ocean Of Great Whites
We see paper as power,
as sex and greed.
Pretending it’s envy
that turns us green.
It’s an ocean of great whites
with no notion of what’s right.
We love it, we covet
hordes and hordes.
But it’s not enough…
Give us more and more…
It’s an ocean of great whites
with no notion of what’s right.
Eligh:
The ocean is so vast, the ship I man is ancient.
I’m a fisherman from the past and the fog banks are my blanket.
Seven seas I crossed and crashed, and thrashed to gain some cash.
Remain at mast until I see my freedom pass.
While free to blast enemies, you know we need our gas.
American dream, cars, and speed, we need it fast.
Too fat to run, obese pockets compared to most.
Exercising greed, funding war with mouths to feed.
Peace don’t make money like bullets killing kids on the streets.
Police take the shape of the beast to get their piece.
American pie, dry, sour, and poisoned foul.
But who am I to criticize? I love my lifestyle.
While they die of AIDS, death brigades run a shade.
We toss food while they starve and waste away.
But I’ve got my nicotine, caffeine, and satellite TV;
pacified, satisfied, who am I to change the scene?
I’d rather change the channel to a plot to make some dough.
We fiend the green, compete and lean the boundaries to and fro.
Right and wrong, which way is best? I must confess,
economic future dismal so I’ve got to fail the test.
An ocean full of great whites circling, taking bites.
Murder, money, and greed we hurdle like days and nights.
Single parents do what they must as well as those on the streets.
All around the earth all gain, no peace.
Eight Words
Turning pages against my will
through chapters that aim to kill.
Broken bones don’t take as long to heal
as a heart pulled out and peeled.
Will the blame fall light as snow?
Or crash like hailing stones,
tearing holes right through the atmosphere?
Eight words stuck like a spear:
“I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
She said, “I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
Burning bright and turning red
from replays in my head.
Angry eyes won’t stop the smoking gun
by staring at the sun.
Do I fight after the fall with ghosts roaming the halls,
blurring the lines from ugly to beautiful?
Eight words to end it all:
“I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
She said, “I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
Somehow, someday
this pill’s gonna go down.
Somehow, surely
the sun will pierce the dark clouds.
Somehow, someday
this pill’s gonna go down, and I know
somehow, surely
the sun will kill the sound of,
“I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
She said, “I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
We All Want To Fly
Inspectah Deck:
We all want to fly.
We all want to fly.
Staring up at the blue sky,
you believe that you’re gonna fly.
Leave the troubles you go through
below you…
just let them go.
We all want to fly.
We all want to fly.
There you are with your closed eyes.
Yeah, I believe that you’re gonna fly.
So keep them shut tight and let go,
you’re so close…
hanging on until it’s done.
We all want to fly…
Want to fly so high, trying to escape this land.
I reach a new height so when I look down everything looks like a grain of sand.
My wings expand, my vision’s grand.
It feels so good, never give it up, gonna live it up till I meet the maker-man.
Leave my troubles home and go where the buffalo roam.
Don’t rain on my parade, just let a brother zone.
I believe I can fly, not physically, but all in the mind.
I can circle the planets back to Earth, and it’s all in the blink of an eye.
Like, oh what a view.
New faces, new places, just don’t know what to do.
The time is yours so climb aboard and you better grab a tight hold, too.
So far away no one can say this ain’t the place to be.
Lets find a way, just fly away. Take my hand, you’re safe with me.
And it’s safe to say that I’m straight today
cause I’m high above. Feel how I love, this is where the angels play
among the stars where I roam with God.
See you around every now and then
cause my feet will never touch the ground again.
There you are with your closed eyes.
Yeah, I believe that you’re gonna fly.
So keep them shut tight and let go,
you’re so close…
hanging on until it’s done.
We all want to fly…
La la la la la…
July 4th, 2010So I’m sitting here on my couch, with my laptop on my lap, and headphones on. This is how I’ve spent many a night working on music; often remixes for fun, new hip-hop beats, or Inspired Flight stuff. Side-note: I just realized typing this out that when I have my computer on my lap it’s living up to the “laptop” name! This is groundbreaking news!!!!!! So anywho, here I am, about to work on some music, and I am feeling compelled to write a little bloggity bloop to you Inspired Flight fans. Our album has been out for one month now, and the feedback we’ve been getting from listeners is so positive! I am so in love with music in every way; hopelessly pulled towards having to create it, both out of joy because its fun, and out of some deeper necessity I can’t put my finger on that makes me do it so I function well in this world and have peace with myself and all things. Whether the world is listening, or I’m stranded in isolation on a deserted island for the rest of my life, I will be making music until death stops me.
So the fact that people are listening to this Inspired Flight album, and getting a lot of joy out of it, and are excited about it, is such a beautiful, moving thing. I can’t really pinpoint how with words, but thank you for listening, for caring, and for reading this right now. It means so much to us to have people noticing and enjoying what we do. Inspired Flight is truly grateful. We have a lot of new stuff already in the works that I can’t wait to share with you all. Keep listening because we’re going to keep putting it out. Good night now. Sweet dreams. Don’t let the bedbugs bite. See you in the morning. Stop spooning me.
Chavez
P.S. Kobayashi got arrested today at a Hot Dog Eating contest that he wasn’t even competing in. WTF!? That is hilarious. We may have to do a remix out of that audio for our upcoming Hot Dog album slated for release in 2019.
Inspired Flight Video Blog #4-Our album is done!
June 3rd, 2010We finally finished our debut album, We All Want To Fly! And we officially announce the winner and runner-up of the remix contest we had for It Always Takes, as a well as talk about our upcoming album-release show.
Our New Member?
March 22nd, 2010We are thinking of maybe having Raphael join our group…..he writes interesting songs. Plus he’s cool, but rude.
Inspired Flight Video Post Vol. 2 – IF featuring Michael McDonald
February 24th, 2010We decided to take a quick break from working on the album to give you the second installment of our video blog. In this episode, you can hear Michael McDonald’s super dope verse on our track, “We All Want To Fly”. I’m not sure if we’ll be able to use it on the album because we couldn’t get him to sing about anything other than taking it to the streets and being in the Doobie Brothers. The dude has soul though!
-OpenOptics
Inspired Flight Video Post Vol. 1 – The Top 5 Remix Entries
February 19th, 2010After many grueling hours, Chavez and I narrowed down all the dope remixes to the top 5:
It was one of the most difficult things we’ve ever had to do, but peep the video to find out who they are. Also, behold our brand new sound…it’s going to revolutionize how we all perceive music for years to come!
-OpenOptics
