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letra de bonus: control freak - chonny jash

[spoken intro]
now, i’ve been sailing the seas of insight recently
about my little songs, and my little job, and my little place
in these huge, vast waters they call the ‘music industry.’
and with the aid of some people much wiser and much more well-adjusted than me
an intuition i think i’ve always held has become much more…
vivid, and conscious
that of course being: the music industry doesn’t f-ckin’ care about me
or them. or you…
unless, of course, you happen to be a big shot on an alt account
in which case, here’s what it’s like down here
hope you can hear me!
see, the systems in place right now to protect indie artists and their work
might as well be a paper cutout of a locked gate with a crayon sign that reads
“pretty please don’t lie!”
i’m not going to go into details here, security through obscurity and whatnot
but it’s this sort of realisation that acted as the seed of inspiration
for what eventually grew into this song
it’s a little ditty i’ve titled ‘control freak’ and it’s available to listen, stream and download
on all platforms where i have said control

…by my count, it’s a list of three

(…one, two, three..)

[verse 1]
i’ve been thinking an awful lot recently
about the state of the indie industry
about the weight of creativity
and the tools to help it grow
you see, they make it look so easy –
and in all the wrong ways, it really seems to be –
to leave your mark on history;
to become well known
bot scams drop bodies like the plague
ai slop brands your favourite artist’s front page
content id has had too much f-ckin’ whisky
but its blurred vision’s what decides what c-nt gets paid

and i know it’s awful churlish for me to say
when the system that i hate is what puts food on the plate
but if they make it clear, crystally
they don’t give the first sh-t about me
then i feel fine in saying just the same

i will gladly bite the hand that drip-feeds;
look this gift horse in the mouth and say…

[chorus]
f-ck labels. f-ck managers
f-ck sponsors. f-ck distributors
f-ck every single one of you rotten c-nts
you force-feed me your advice
with a sh-tty glint in your seedy eyes
while forgetting that i never f-ckin’ asked you once

all i ever want is to be me
but there’s a trust fall where there should be two-factor authenticity
i’m not the unmilked cash cow that you seek
but i bet, to you, all that that makes me is
just another control freak!
[verse 2]
now, i’ve been thinking an awful lot as of late
about the image i present and what i make
i craft my own tightropes, walk across the thread of high hopes
putting life, and limb, and lucidity at stake

but the winds of cruelty are blowing something fierce
of a thousand arrows fired, one’s sure to pierce
all it takes is one f-ckwit
with good aim to go and f-ck it all up
with no recompense for my tears

for a fee, they’ll show the road and let you pass
with a complementary shield made of glass
and when the bandits attack, and you hobble your way back
they’ll look you up and down and say
“…wasn’t us.”

then back on down you’ll go, still unprepared
knowing one of these days they’ll have your head
they don’t care if you survive
your body’s cheap, dead or alive
and there’s far bigger names to care for instead

so, if all’s the same in games of abuse
let my flying middle finger be fair use
[chorus]
let us all sing:
f-ck labels. f-ck managers
f-ck sponsors. f-ck distributors!
f-ck every single one of you rotten c-nts
you let the crooks walk on by, without batting a f-ckin’ eye
and then pull another one of your publicity stunts

all i ever want is to be me
but there’s a pinky promise where should be two-factor authenticity
i’m yet another mouthpiece for the meek
but i bet that in your eyes, that makes me –
though to say, it feels so bleak
does wanting agency just make me
another spoiled control freak?

- chonny jash

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