On The Groove In The City

A monologue from a rapper who doesn't keep a diary. Or a diary with the date melted into it. The past and memories, words selected from one life, carefully, emotionally, calmly, and sincerely facing each other to make it a certainty. One day's events, today's thoughts, and another day's emotions are given words and arranged and connected on a wonderful track. The past and memories become music, and a life that cannot record everything becomes something that can be heard, spoken, and swayed. More than individual topics and episodes, this music feels life itself, and there are wonderful impressions, fascinating incomprehensibility, and a unique narrative. Besides, the persuasiveness of TRUE, not the secret. Music that tells the story of life and life up to now in newly chosen words. I want to call this music LIFE MUSIC that I want to listen to repeatedly, like turning a page, to find its meaning.