Rapsode
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rapsode은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2023년 5월 15일일에 Lit Fuse Records에서 발매되었습니다.Rapsode
멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
BPM85
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Baba Brinkman
실연자
Isaiah Dunkley
코러스
작곡 및 작사
James Simmonds
작사가 겸 작곡가
Isaiah Dunkley
작사가 겸 작곡가
Dirk Brinkman
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
James Simmonds
프로듀서
가사
This is Baba Brinkman
Recording live from Long Island, New York
And this record is called "Rapsode"
Want you to check the method people
Of what you think you want be
Oh oh oh oh
A rapsode is like a lyrical technician
We share a common sight and seashore
There's no reason to drown for keeps
Alone oh oh oh
But not a superstar, you know
It's like a service job
Nobody paid me to write this
Only track on the record that wasn’t a paid assignment
And that makes me delighted, major alignment
I say what I like, but the topic, I let the patron decide it
Only proper, when they spent the paper to hype it
Like a private investigator, you can pay me to dive in
But never dictate what I’m writin’, I can claim it as mine then
Rapsode, with the vocational rhymin’
Occasional versification, that’s my livin’
I can’t work a 9-to-5, I’m purpose-driven
Skills never rusty, college credits dusty
But the reach of the music is down to the algorithm
Shout out to the slept-on rappers blazin’ verses
Major wordsmiths workin’ bars and table service
Flow so crazy but never get paid for verses
A vast, unappreciated labor surplus
And yeah they can hustle, embrace that struggle
The pipeline is leaky but they see Drake and covet
21 Savage and Travis Scott make them hungry
Crabs in a bottomless bucket facing upwards
Facin’ math lottery-level-bad, but it’s all for the art
Walk-ons and extras, we all play a part
Workin’ actors hit auditions, it’s tough to get started
But workin’ rappers don’t exist in this market
Just artists decades into the skill-build
Who find the grind still doesn’t pay real bills
Knowin’ the road is rocky and steep uphill
Doesn’t make that feel like less of a raw deal
I can relate, ‘cause I’m another one and the same
Always figured one day I’d Roc-A-Fella my name
But I never been the type to get jealous of fame
Instead I figured a pivot and reinvented the game
And became a Rapsode, embraced the public service
Scientifically informative when I’m bustin’ verses
Something of a rapper and something of a journalist
A cross between Biggie Smalls and Copernicus
Mappin’ a clear path out of a lyrical trap
Rational actor, check the rearview and adapt
Causin’ a misconception near you to collapse
Scientific collabs on peer-reviewed raps
A useful application of a rapper’s abilities
Abilities accumulated by practicing diligently
In the pursuit of celebrity, frustrated eventually
And then applied flexibly to a different niche
Not the niche of the typical music industry
Sex symbols and singles and status signaling
Jingles and jiggling, appetite tickling
In the pursuit of followers and profitability
A lot of songs really speak on the same topics
But I’m not gonna judge, ‘cause yup, the motive is profit
And rappers are good at giving the fans what they wanted
The lowest common denominator path to the top
To get them to stream it and cop it, that aspirational
Motivational music to climb a ladder and chase a goal
Olympic podium music about takin’ gold
And makin’ the competition pay respect to the throne
And that’s dope, but limiting, returns are diminishing
Rapsode life, where status isn’t everything
This art form is capable of encompassing anything
If incentives are disconnected from mass-distributing
So change the incentives, embrace reinvention
Fossil fuel is just one way of crankin’ engines
Imagine a rap game where the rappers make sense of
A thousand diverse topics, and get paid for their efforts
Under the renaissance patronage system, it seems backwards
But it takes a Medici to make a Sistine Chapel
Commission a Michelangelo, pick an issue to tackle
Suggest the back-up sources and leave the rest to the rapper
And watch as the ceiling is painted, that feeling’s amazing
The scene may not go on to become exceedingly famous
But you can always be part of the means of its making
And stories today are better than biblical scenes of creation
I’m talkin’ scientific discoveries that are changing
The way we perceive creatures in nature
Energy generation, DNA, technology and it’s major
And people hang in the balance of each innovation
It needs interpretation, a storytelling medium
Beats, rhymes, and life science to break the tedium
A distribution platform on digital media
And a trained labor force, if we can give the means to them
Three consecutive records of custom raps
Original tracks I got the privilege to craft
Why? ‘Cause I liked the topic, and someone asked
And rap is a business, they budgeted for the task
How fun is that? In the midst of a major disturbance
The pandemic had me in a cage never workin’
At the peak of a labor surplus I made that swerve and
Transformed the rap game into a service
A useful service in which rap pays
A middle class wage, let’s erect that stage
Quit the day jobs, and spit mad flames
And drop whole records that Event Rap made
That’s the album intro, the passion and vision
That’s the manifesto, now it has to deliver
For the Rapsodes, makin’ the raps on commission
So check the method, just play this album and listen
Listen to thirtreen original tracks
All paid commissions
Made on assignment
Want you to check the method people
Of what you think you want be
Oh oh oh oh
Now I get it
If you're Drake, that is not cool
We share a common sight and seashore
There's no reason to drown for keeps
Alone
But then again, if you get paid to do what you love
There's gotta be intermediate definitions of cool
Written by: Dirk Brinkman, Isaiah Dunkley, James Simmonds
