About Me

Blac Garner
I'm seven different people. Six of them are dope ass rappers.
www.twitter.com/TheRealMcNigger

Gideon Wildflower
Most would call me a writer.. but most don't know what the fuck they're talking about.
www.twitter.com/GideonWildflour

We are both @APurpleUnicorn .

Saturday, January 1, 2011

A Lyrical Thrust Into The (Blac)est Heart of Modern Darkness: The MixTape


Ladies and gentleman,
After an unavoidable attack, of which I am the undisputed victor, I present...


brought to you by the free and enslaved personas of myself,

Mr. Blac Garner

Either click the title above or feel free to download Here.

Or if you're into the whole datpiff thingie and want to listen without downloading,
here's the datpiff link. Here.

TrackList
1. Welcome Home Kiddies
2. High Ya!
3. Highs are Low
4. Top Hats & Heels
5. InterMuse-- HipHop
6. Zombies
7. Drop (Freestyle)
8. InterMuse-- Night Falls & Star Child
9. Untitled II: A Pink Sunset
10. The Epic Battle Between Fear & Love
11. Da Art of Storytellin', Pt. 5
12. Not Alone
13. The DropOut's Last Symphony
14. Sunshine of the Spotless Rhymes
15. Nostrand: The Tale of Billy Blac
16. The Ants Below
17. Ain't No Sunshine: Futuristic Presence
18. Outer Space


My hands are literally shaking, I'm so excited.
If you like it, tell everyone.
Your mother, your father, that annoying kid you see on the bus everyday, the guy you buy coffee from who obviously hates his job, EVERYONE.

Tell them about this.
It's almost fucking magical.

You're Welcome.

Sincerely Mine,

Blac Garner

Friday, December 31, 2010

The Tragic Beginning of "A Lyrical Thrust Into The (Blac)est Heart of Modern Darkness: The MixTape"

My dear esteemed colleagues,

It is with the utmost regret that I sit here typing this on the eve of a new dawn. Things are exploding all around me and it's making my head hurt and my hands shake. I sincerely hope Blac Garner gets his art back without being killed in the process..

But perhaps I shall start this story from the beginning.

It seems that, because of his lack of experience, Blac Garner has had to trust too many people with his project, "A Lyrical Thrust Into The (Blac)est Heart of Modern Darkness: The Mixtape". I believe he has referred to said people as his "many midget minions of Man Research." They have helped him do what he could not on his own. Developing the laboratories of Man Research, mixing and mastering his sound, tweaking the music so that it gives the eardrums a most delectable twang. This freed Blac up to do what he does best.

Create.

And now it seems that, in this final hour of creation, some of the minions, in an effort to perhaps glean more money from the already desperately broke musician's pockets, have stolen the 18 mp3s to "A Lyrical Thrust Into The (Blac)est Heart of Modern Darkness: The Mixtape"!

We should have kept back-up files.

Crazies and gentlewomen, the factory above my head has been turned into a warzone as our Hero battles with the forces of gluttony and selfish pride to retrieve his artwork in time. This battle has quite literally split Man Research into two sides.

The Have-Nots and the Want-Mores.

Goddamnit!...

I'm sorry. It just breaks my fucking heart to have to even tell this story. But it must be done.

Blac Garner was only given the mastered .m4a formatted tracks, with the promise that the mp3s were to come shortly. He has been so busy working on his next project, trusting his minions to successfully carry out their work, that he has neglected to stay on top of them. Granted, he shouldn't have to. A job is a job, especially when money is involved. Perhaps these crooked Want-Mores are so terribly evil because I understand there is a part of them that lives in all of us.

But I digress. I was starting to ramble. And I must finish this before the power goes out.

There is a war going on upstairs. Hopefully Blac Garner can get his mixtape back so that you all will be able to hear it shortly.

Now I will busy myself with the disappointing task of making sure that even if he loses this battle, his story is told.

I am not a man of God. I'd much rather be a man of Me. But in this instance, I will pray on it.

With new fears and new tears in the New Years,
Gideon C. Wildflower

PS-
I have the m4a files. I am unable to upload them to a file sharing site as they are not mp3s or wav files. But I will email them to anyone who responds to this post with their email. Maybe you all can help this man's voice be heard. Thank you in advance. I love all of you.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

the flightless bird looks up at the sun
and wonders about the myth of unconditional love
the sun
burns bright in the darkness of space
all life
all planets
look up
and nobody can deny it's brilliance
but the flightless bird looks up and wonders
does the sun ever get lonely
does the sun ever feel compressed by the black
surrounding it
does the sun ever look out
and stare longingly at the other
seemingly tiny stars
does the sun need their warmth
because the universe is a dark and cold place
and the flightless bird wonders
why nobody else wonders
as it does
about the light from the sun


. gideon

Friday, December 17, 2010

Cover Art... Bitches.

I'm super excited. You should be too.

Shout out to all my friends, acquaintances, and enemies who have been talking about this project. You all build me up on the outside. My insides thank you.

Eternally mine,
Blac Garner

PS - Fuck you Gideon.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Lover/Flying Lotus Project

Hey.
You there.

Hi.

Click this.

Not that.

This.

No, not that either.


And download The Lover/Flying Lotus Project.
My personal favorite is Revival(Soul) ... Listen to the album and tell me yours.
Want to know more about the artist?
Oh,
last two things...
Thank you Dana, you fine young thing.


and


Excuse me Andrea.

Currently hiding from winter in the basement of secrets,
Blac Garner

Sunday, December 12, 2010

For The Parent ...


It does not matter
whether they like you
love you
or hate you
Just be there for them
Because they're going to need someone
to be there for them...


Good luck,
Gideon Wildflower


Friday, December 10, 2010

Existentialism

Gideon Wildflower here.

With one quote.

"When I see the blind & wretched state of man, when I survey the whole universe in its dumbness & man left to himself with no light as though lost in this corner of the universe without knowing who put him there, what he has come to do, what will become of him when he dies, incapable of knowing anything, I am moved to terror, like a man transported in his sleep to some terrifying desert island who wakes up quiet lost with no means of escape. Then I marvel that so wretched a state does not drive people to despair."

--Pascal

And one note.

C.

Peace.