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Schemes

by mikeclay

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Hello 03:46
Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello I left you on hold I realise you hung I kept waiting and waiting and now time is up I should have said hello I should have said hello I left you on hold I realise you hung I kept waiting and waiting and now time is up I should have said hello I should have said hello I say goodbye you say perhaps We can still fit in your one and a half Spiritual jazz, discuss social class Walls make bets on how long it’s going to last Dogs run wild, barking out cat-calls Concrete jungle, blaming it on the ass fault Temptation strong, stronger than McGill jocks Walk around the block, singing some Jill Scott Stop still, staring at your Kardash Kim, Listen to the rhythm of a heart that skip, I’m over you like an upstairs neighbour Banging on the ground adding off beat flavor Swear this is the last time, feels like the first, Time, we unemployable girl we don’t work Call customer service, aren’t no refunds, You love who I was and hate who I become I still remember the summer, We bang on one like the drummer Until I run I left you on hold I realise you hung I kept waiting and waiting and now time is up I should have said hello I should have said hello I left you on hold I realise you hung I kept waiting and waiting and now time is up I should have said hello I should have said hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello
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Hey there sister Won’t you set me free I’ve been trying now To get your eyes off me Dress the sun down, tell them all now As far as I know, How can you break, when you reap what you sow? Hey there sister Won’t you set me free Tell them all now, just where I be Simmer down I’ve been feeling the long arm of the law The Jah the Allah’s, this is the last straw So hard to take it easy I turn around, you’ve grown three feet Oh lord tell me why, it’s so hard to try Just to get mine Hey there sister Won’t you set me free I’ve been trying now To get your eyes off me Dress the sun down, tell them all now As far as I know, How can you break, when you reap what you sow? Simmer down I sold green Because I got blues to kill No shoes on my feet For all those who got shoes to fill So, so far away, I watch the wind sway And I listen to it talk to me all day
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Sublimation 03:48
Whenever the stress gets to your dome Remember that we go to the same Place whenever we die don’t go asking what you left behind It makes the record skip, skip Hey there brotherman walking down the block Is this the right place, is this the right stop? I’ve got to ask because I’ve never been You going to just stand there or just let me in? Most times words don’t need to be said Play your heart on what lies ahead If you guess the blueprint lose your chance The creator has a master plan It’s not about what you do, It’s all about what you say Your intentions may seem clear Oh baby, we know what you need Bottom of the totem pole, glass flow overboard My ex an exit sign, call ahead press rewind Do that on your separate time, purple hair picket line God is on the podium, first second or opium Apparently, my paradise is picturing her red cheeks Planted under bed sheets, yesterday or next week Hermit in apartment, petting zoo for narcissist First time second guess, underneath her summer dress Open letter, call god, found hell in small talk Just call my publicist, claim her good Samaritan Won’t come to my funeral, decimals are savages Numbers on a napkin, Satchmo and Nat king Nine to fivers colonize, painting for the colour blind Fee-fi-fo-fum, Fee-fi-fo-fum Who put the genie in the bottle of old rum? Alley cats, happy jacks, give them all a boarding pass It’s not about what you do, It’s all about what you say Your intentions may seem clear Oh baby, we know what you need
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And it comes to you It just comes to you Next thing you know Your down in the West Island Fresh home-cooked plate Down on the table Looking left and right, right or left Goes over the cloak in the back of you mind Intertwined with the many thoughts you have about Three little sisters looking right up Straight through your soul And it reminds you As though all the guilt in the world weights down on your shoulders It’s a cold cold world ain’t it ? It’s a cold cold world ain’t it ? It’s a cold cold world ain’t it ?
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Tomorrow 04:40
My faith breaks like an arrow Fall through cracks of hope that be narrow Caught your hand in a life you borrowed Watch your past turn into your shadow My faith breaks like an arrow Fall through cracks of hope that be narrow Caught your hand in a life you borrowed Watch your past turn into your shadow Why do I live tomorrow? I could be living today I look around and I say Why do I live tomorrow? I could be living today I look around and I say That’s the highest of ways Everyday I hear my past through these paper-thin walls She be that Next door neighbour making late night calls Yoga every morning, never saw her curtains close Buck naked beauty stand in front of TV glow She’s obsessed watching reruns of my yesterdays Knocking at my front door begging for an escape Serenade my future, mail him with regret My minds already crowded got no room inside my head Why do I live tomorrow? I could be living today I look around and I say Why do I live tomorrow? I could be living today I look around and I say That’s the highest of ways If your days pass you by on some car window scenery Do you do you got the baby boom greenery Do you rich folks keep you under hypnosis In this city machine where rumors tiptoe Slip slide trends, perfect tens turn into sorrow Do you spend your time on thoughts that your borrowed? Yesterday a bandit dying to get a date Tomorrow only sleep with those who don’t wait My faith breaks like an arrow Fall through cracks of hope that be narrow Caught your hand in a life you borrowed Watch your past turn into your shadow My faith breaks like an arrow Fall through cracks of hope that be narrow Caught your hand in a life you borrowed Watch your past turn into your shadow Why do I live tomorrow? I could be living today I look around and I say Why do I live tomorrow? I could be living today I look around and I say That’s the highest of ways

about

Take a all-star team of arrangers, composers and writers from Montreal, don’t give them any instructions and let them navigate through free jazz, hip hop soul and broken beats: this is what you will get. All the musicians from Schemes were once session musicians for successful pop artists. Our scheme was to make that pop money and put it into a project in which there was no compromise, straight music for the soul.

Much like the session we we’re locked in, this release is a one time deal. It was recorded in various studio’s in between pop sessions, in the early hours of the morning. Everything you hear is live, no gimmicks. Schemes has been supported on underground radio’s across the world on France’s Rinse FM, New York’s Lot Radio and Brooklyn Radio, as well as London’s iconic Reprazent radio.

The first single ‘’Tomorrow’’ will see the day on April 5th – it will be released in conjunction with a mind-blowing video clip composed solely of gifs. These fragments of the internet serve as accompaniment for this rollercoaster of a tune.

WATCH HEAR: www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_Fvt_QTd24

This release will see a limited tape release due on April 26th, once they are gone, they are gone.

credits

released April 26, 2019

All music by Schemes
Words and melodies by mikeclay and Nadia Baldé
All songs produced by Antonin Gougeon and mikeclay on Lacombe Avenue
Additonal production, mixing and mastering on Tomorrow by Maxime Philippe

Schemes is //
Hugo Parent-Potier on the trumpet
Charles Miquelon on the keys
Phil Legentil on drums
Tom Tartarin on the bass
mikeclay and Nadia Baldé on vocals

Cover art by Lea C -

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