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When the day is worn out tired
and the sun surrenders her fire to the sea,
the consciousness of night is released from her dark exile to smile the smile of a billion stars that fly thru glass smooth sky gifting galaxies with glimmered light and abstract songs of ZenBeatz from the birth of creation. I am just a visitor chasing poems out of the dark. My words are Rhymessss of endless days and sleepless nights, for seas that wave past the endless void of full moons that dance with stars that fly beyond the place where illusions are slain, reality blurs the sane. Visions unseen, born from the dream that is my dream. Casting s t r e t c h e d out shadows on the walls of the deepest wastelands of my self’s naked mind… flying past forgotten dreams of forbidden nights in a time between now and when diamonds turn to dusk to deliver the soul of the day. Tell me where your freedom lies. Ometeotl,
Jane Grenier B.
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BasseyJane's artistry of sound performance creates an atmosphere of engagement. ZenBeatz... experimental genre-bending bass & jagged edged spoken word. |
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"cutting edge" Clive Johnson, Time And Talent Agency, London "radically jagged-edged spoken wordist" Katie Bull, New York City Jazz Record "speaks on bass" - Miguel Algorin, Nuyorican Poet and founder of the Nuyorican Poets Café. "bassist conjures the German composer Von Biehl and Hendrix himself" Simon Harper-Jazz Times |  |