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Electricity — Omar Musa feat. Thom Crawford
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Omar Musa

Electricity — Omar Musa feat. Thom Crawford

Visuals by Bojan Stojčić in Bosnia NY shots by Mariel Roberts Produced by Papertoy "Met a poet from the opposite side of the world, only to find that we are same in our Otherness. For me it felt natural to take his poetry to the mountain under which I grew up, to write his words on leaves that not too long ago witnessed bomb-shelling of my town deprived of water, food or electricity, but never of poetry." — Bojan Stojčić, Sarajevo, 2023 Bojan Stojčić (1988) is a Bosnian visual artist. Most recently, he won the Bell Award for best young artist in Bosnia and Herzegovina (2023), the WHW Academy scholarships for an emerging artist (2022), as well as the Revizor scholarship for engagement and achievement in science and art (2022). With his multimedia works Stojčić addresses the auto colonial discourse and affect in the meta-Yugoslav space, questioning the collective and individual view of the peripheral Other and self. Omar Musa website: www.omarmusa.com.au Omar Musa spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4Ih6lKbUbCLASxmgLNvme5 Bojan Stojčić website: https://bojanstojcic.com/ Bojan Stojčić instagram: https://www.instagram.com/bojan_stojcic Lyrics Chorus (Thom Crawford): Scared of all this lightning in me. Dancing on this white hot light beam. I summoned it all in a moment of need — ELECTRICITY! Verse one (Omar Musa): Voltage, charge, distilled fire of a white hot wandering star, things that seemed so distant when I dwelled in the dark. Roses & orchids conjured from light, blooming on the horizon, sparking and seeking harvest, but I feared what I saw there — the mustering magnetic storms, slowly now I welcome them, summon them, I am now longer afraid. The spinning sacred geometry, animated by the breath of the compassionate, solar flare and electricity fizzes and sizzles off my fingertips. Call me Rayden! Spirit of sheet lightning, bead lightning, ribbon lightning, bolt from the blue. Sonic boom! the zig zag grounds and for a millisecond in the epicentre of the darkness illuminates the whole fucking world. Chorus x 1 Verse two (Omar Musa): Sometimes I forget my fundamentals and throw punches off balance. Sometimes I hang my tear ducts with garlands of stars mined from the whispering earth. Sometimes I live under a 3D printed moon and a doomsday clock made of ash. Sometimes I play chicken with cars on the highway. But believe there are also times I’ve seen Satan turn into an angel of mercy, rock bottom turn into a trampoline. So I sound the Mariana Trench, ride the Killernova gravitational waves, with an inner glow that guides me, refracted, a lamp within a cave. Shine on, shine on, show me the middle path, Sirat Al Mustaquim. I try to do the next right thing, and the next after that. Sos life will fuck with your best made plans, with the lamp within, I sail off the edge of the page and freestyle the future. Chorus x 1 Outro (Thom Crawford) Shine on, lightening, light inside of me burn brightly — electricity. Shine on, lightening, light inside of me burn brightly — electricity. Shine on, lightening, light inside of me. Shine on, lightening, light inside of me.
Omar Musa - Oh Child of Mine
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Omar Musa

Omar Musa - Oh Child of Mine

Omar Musa — "Oh Child of Mine" (Official Video) Video by Harry Hunter at Entropico VFX by Oscar Brooks-Luscombe Makeup by Ramsena Jay Clothes by Jude Designs Music credits: Music produced / mixed by Papertoy Mastered by Lachlan Carrick Recorded by Kojo Ansah Bass guitar - Sam Shepherd Guitar - Josh Kreusler Piano - Joel Trigg Backing vocals - Caiti Baker ‘Oh Child of Mine’ is an exploration of generation, resilience, recovery, and “papering up the cracks in my soul with gold leaf.” “This song is about how rock bottom doesn’t necessarily have to be a trapdoor, but can be a trampoline,” explains Omar. “It’s about finding gold in the shadow, and a reminder to myself to be brave, despite the million fears I wake up with each morning. I hope that it gives listeners the strength to face their own fears, demons, and addictions. I’m so proud of it.” Produced by Papertoy and recorded with Kay Ansah (AKA Citizen Kay), the creation of the song felt like a close-knit family affair. ‘Oh Child of Mine’ is an anthem both joyous, poetic, and profound, with a hook that you can’t get out of your head Connect with Omar Musa: INSTA: https://www.instagram.com/omarbinmusa/ OFFICIAL WEBSITE: https://www.omarmusa.com.au LINKTREE: https://linktr.ee/omarmusaqbn SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4Ih6lKbUbCLASxmgLNvme5?si=VFqZYsWfRjuZHsVHbB2NtQ WORLD TOUR DATES July 14th — Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia July 23rd — Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia August 3rd — Norwich, UK August 4th — Brighton, UK August 5th — London, UK August 9th — Nottingham, UK August 20th — Edinburgh, UK August 26th — Edinburgh, UK September 1-3 — Amsterdam, Netherlands September 9 — Munich, Germany September 22 — Toronto, Canada September 26 — Montreal, Canada Oct 27-31— Lagos, Nigeria More info on tour: https://www.omarmusa.com.au/post/world-tour-dates LYRICS: Chorus: Oh child, oh child.. oh child of mine, oh child of mine Oh child, oh child.. oh child of mine, oh child of mine Verse one: I can never quite say what I’m trying to say — I speak to my grandma I’m broken Malay. Digging deep for a poem that’s inside of my veins, Then a smile says everything I’m trying to convey. See her eyes glowing with a special kinda knowing — Now I’m overflowing with the gratitude and poems. But each day I wake with a deep sense of fear, Crazy how it finds a new form to reappear. Dear listener, do you feel it too? Do you feel my pain, do you hear my truth? Insecurities, they tear me apart — Even pre pandemic I was wearing a mask. Very strange days in the time of the plague, Like an off-key melody forever replays Then I think of something that my grandmother would say — “Dear child, you shall not be afraid.”  Chorus Verse two: I’m not sure if I believe in God. All I know is that I’m not him, and that I beat the odds. Stay sober, one day at a time, Then I bow to the page like I pray at a shrine. Wine into water, lemons into lemonade, Shadows into gold turn the pain into a serenade. Same guy came of age in the post 9/11-era, lost, full of rage. Somewhere, my crescent moon got dim,  Swallowed up by sin, the juice and the gin. Meet up with my friend playing with his new son — He discovers the world with new eyes through him. A brand new perspective. “Life is hectic,” he says, “but his laughter is infectious”, he says, “what a blessing,” he says, I drive away and wonder — What kind of lessons did I teach my parents when I was younger? Will I ever have my own kids?  I nearly did, I speak to em sometimes in my dreams. I say, “little one, come what may — Dear child, you shall not be afraid.” Chorus Spoken breakdown: This might be the realest thing I ever wrote. This might be the last thing I ever write - you never know. So I give you every fibre every ounce of my spirit  Every time I put pen to page and I make it count — I make it vivid Verse three: I’m not religious but the spirit feels holy. I walk towards the light slowly, take a deep breath, Throwing flowers on the grave of the old me, Paper up the cracks of my soul with the gold leaf. I was living in hell, nearly bid farewell,  nearly killed myself in the Song Hotel, That was five years back, but I broke that spell — Now I’m swimming from the bottom of the well. From the dark somehow I found clarity,  The armies at war found solidarity Through the beauty of music, in this moment, We are all so different, but make a singularity.   It’s never too late for us to atone, or make amends, My friend, we’re never truly alone I say, my friend, we can be a part of the solution — A small act of kindness can be a revolution. Let the earth revolve, the lost souls evolve The coral reef regrow, the bloody tears dissolve, in potholes we sew flannel flowers to bloom, through the fire and snow, stories yet to be told... I feel the rain on my face — Tomorrow isn’t promised so I live for today. This is possibly the very last thing I’ll ever say - Dear friend we shall not be afraid.
Birdz x Omar Musa - About Me (Official Video)
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Bad Apples Music

Birdz x Omar Musa - About Me (Official Video)

Produced by Papertoy Film shot by Discourse Clip edit by Colin BAD APPLES MUSIC, this week released a firing collab from BIRDZ and OMAR MUSA - “ABOUT ME”; a track dedicated to those people who have a misrepresented view about their ‘Straya. BIRDZ opens the track shooting scathing blows to those Australians who are suffering from a serious case of denial; denial of Australia’s history of genocide, obnoxiously boasting that Indigenous people should just ‘get over it’. OMAR MUSA follows closely dealing with the trolls (*looking at you Mark Latham) who are angry about him speaking out about how he feels, while touching on how “the right eat everyone else’s kids, while the left eat their own”. OMAR MUSA “We are so quick to tear ourselves apart instead of building alliances, while the real powers that be continue on and its politics as usual.” BIRDZ “The inspiration behind the hook “everybody wanna talk about me” is the tired and typical scenario of they know us better than we know ourselves bullshit. My verse is a strong Black middle finger to that.” Download / Stream the track: https://misterbirdz.bandcamp.com/track/about-me The two artists are hitting the road this month on the Voodoo Laksa Tour to perform their potent, political, poetic music around the country. Birdz will be performing from his critically acclaimed album “Train of Thought” while rapper/poet/author Omar Musa will be bringing to life his latest album “Since Ali Died”. The Voodoo Laksa Tour will be hitting Sydney, Melbourne, Canberra and Darwin. There couldn’t be a better time for fresh music that makes you dance AND think.
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