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Epic Proportions

by Jackson Whalan

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Struggle never letting up but now we stepping up Because it’s time to level up World leaders keep messing up But never fussing up, that’s why we came to bless it up And speak truth to power got the drive and i back it up No better time than the present to keep it real When human rights getting repealed for a business deal But the rich won’t serve time for there crime That’s why I gotta rhyme send chills through your spine While they distract from the story and destroy the source With scarier wars and rappers we’re justing burying more From the drugs and the guns but back when it was one It was love it was fun so what you doing it for? Uniting your community or read another eulogy? Tell me why we got to be living so brutally? Hitting the bottom and getting up stepping up to a new test and becoming a messenger All for the pleasure Im spitting it better no we not letting up in it forever
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Dilla Report 04:25
3.
Whale 04:15
Sharks and whales swallowing the small fish They all get caught up in the net no matter where they swim In these waters don't get jipped, you gotta be coming well equipped Floated to the bottom, getting sick and jumping ship Became that man, washed up on the land, laid to dry Cast away like why try? Out here ain't no wifi How will you be noticed on an island that's surrounded by the ocean That's the show biz, in this music maintain your focus Like finding Nemo, got a team beside me yo I keeps it deep like ocean floor pressure though Giving rhyming sharp tuning cuz I'm Whalan, harpoonin' Mesmerized by these mermaids, dancing and they moving Pirate ship won't swerve cuz I'm far ahead of the curve Riding this wave I surf, while thunder and lightning burst Watch the tide wash away, in these waters I'm immersed And if you're setting sails, choose your destination first Lost at sea, lost at sea Lost at sea, so come get lost with me Music is my seven seas, snorkel through these corral reefs Feel like this the ocean breeze, swim in roads and lonely streets And plastic garbage patches in dolphin migration patterns Humans on the land acting like none of it matters Just like hip-hop been polluted with a lot of fake rappers Who live to dive and swim straight to the mouth of their disaster These some minos riding limos with tinted windows Jaws homie, don't want to get close, but get close Flipping fins while you swim away, breath strokes No stress, you're number one like a road hugging the west coast Let's toast, under water where we wander I see that hook and bait with them tricks, don't even bother Schooling fish in this campus, word to Atlantis Coming with the fresh catch and bring it back to where the land is But in these deep seas, we all must take our chances Who's that mermaid following me as she dances? Lost at sea, lost at sea, Lost at sea, so come get lost with me
4.
Bae 04:31
Go away, no come back though Ever since you left, I'm feeling mad low Am I really? So silly, I don't know Change your mind so fast, as if this whole love boat Was ever gonna last, in the end just laugh Put down this baggage that we have living in the past let it pass I'm lovin' how you're looking, but I'm so full of bash So bashful - hat's low, glass is full, giving me a pull into your space My face comes alive and I'm like, that's cool Sit on the bar stool, end of the night can car pool Play a game of pool, jump into pools and break all the rules I'm not from Rome but I'm feeling mantic, roaming past where you're standing Type everybody's hitting on, at the bar and the DJ starts playing some catchy song Bae bae, looking for a bae bae Looking for bae bae, looking for a bae bae bae bae bae Bae bae, looking for a bae bae Looking for bae bae, looking for a bae bae bae bae bae What you think? Should I buy you a drink? I'm glad I caught you in the eye of a blink They said it's so hard to be a rapper It's hard to be whatever it is, it doesn't even matter Easy to be an actor like most of these other dudes are But I don't give a fuck about rims on a car, streets Made of tar, I just want to explore who you are No doubt, inside out, we could get cozy and hide out Till we get dried out, like the water table in California, we're all searching for euphoria You're a beautiful warrior, woman The morning, you're singing and your humming As we connect I feel your drumming It's something worthy of respect, super pretty and you're blessed Got it going on, the bars closing their playing another pop song So here's another pop song Bae bae, looking for a bae bae Looking for bae bae, looking for a bae bae bae bae bae Bae bae, looking for a bae bae Looking for bae bae, looking for a bae bae bae bae bae Bae bae, looking for a bae bae Looking for bae bae, looking for a bae bae bae bae bae Bae bae, looking for a bae bae Looking for bae bae, looking for a bae bae bae bae bae
5.
We are all simply insane What will it take us to change? Buckets of rain Flooded and fuckin' afraid Why are we stuck in our ways? Counting the days No one to blame but yourself But you still blame someone else Heat up and melt All of these motherfuckers can't be justified They will be left to defend for themselves We are all simply insane What will it take us to change? Buckets of rain Flooded and fuckin' afraid Why are we stuck in our ways? Counting the days No one to blame but yourself But you still blame someone else Heat up and melt All of these motherfuckers can't be justified They will be left to defend for themselves Cut the trees, we just can't receive blessings Few degrees, I know it ain't me directly Killed the bees, that's not what we were expected On your knees, I think that you need correcting Feel the breeze, windows open while you're texting Shopping sprees, hashtag at sign while you're spending Eulogies, morning paper sour coffee Life's a tease, that's just what the system taught me We are all simply insane What will it take us to change? Buckets of rain Flooded and fuckin' afraid Why are we stuck in our ways? Counting the days No one to blame but yourself But you still blame someone else Heat up and melt All of these motherfuckers can't be justified They will be left to defend for themselves We are all simply insane What will it take us to change? Buckets of rain Flooded and fuckin' afraid Why are we stuck in our ways? Counting the days No one to blame but yourself But you still blame someone else Heat up and melt All of these motherfuckers can't be justified They will be left to defend for themselves

about

Jackson Whalan and his live band recorded five songs at Pilot Recording Studios in Housatonic, Massachusetts with videos simultaneously filmed in-studio for each.

Epic Proportions music video: youtu.be/b-fxLzBCDK4
Dilla Report music video: youtu.be/Y14G_Mn6CHY
Whale music video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=49evSKtezno
Climate Chaos (feat. Michael WIlbur) music video: youtu.be/bbR45ouqx7E

Featured on Live For Live Music: liveforlivemusic.com/news/jackson-whalan-epic-proportions-video/

Comprised of musicians who have been playing music together in the Berkshires and beyond for over a decade, Jackson Whalan’s band includes Jackson Whalan on vocals and sample pad, Jules Jenssen on drums, Brian Ross on bass guitar, Ian Evans on keys, Ian Stewart on trumpet and Tyler Gasek on saxophone. In addition, Michael Wilbur of Moon Hooch is featured on vocals and saxophone for the song “Climate Chaos,” and Whalan’s “Bae” features cello samples by Dave Eggar.

The band’s emphasis on collaboration produces explosive content that has been defined as jazzy hip-hop, jazz-fusion, heavy metal rap, neo-soul, funk and conscious lyricism. Other songs include title track “Epic Proportions” with lyrics about protest and commitment to social justice; both the song and companying video nod to a 1970’s Starsky and Hutch/Boogie Nights/Dallas chase scene. “Whale” is a laid-back cut with an underwater feeling and witty metaphorical lyricism that features the music industry as the ocean and different mammals as players in the game. Whalan’s aforementioned “Bae” is a love song that explores what it’s like to meet someone new in a bar. Rounding out this melodic journey is “Dilla Report,” which is a purely instrumental composition.

Recorded at Pilot with engineer Will Schillinger, assisted by Pat Waltman, and videographer and editor George Cox, the five songs showcase the band’s immense talent.

As an impresario, Whalan is always honest. His work consistently acknowledges the universal themes of the human condition and offers lyrics meant to not only entertain and inspire, but to also invoke positive social change.

Learn more at www.jacksonwhalan.com

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released June 21, 2019

Jackson Whalan: producer, lead vocals, sample pad
Jules Jenssen: drums, music director
Brian Ross: bass guitar
Ian Evans: keyboards
Ian Stewart: trumpet
Tyler Gasek: saxophone
Michael Wilbur: saxophone and lead vocals on "Climate Chaos"

Recorded at Pilot Recording Studios
Recording Engineer: Will Schillinger
Assistant Engineer: Pat Waltman

Mixing & Mastering: Ian Stewart

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