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NOENEMIES

by Flobots

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Todd Grotenhuis
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Todd Grotenhuis blog.grotenhuis.info/2020/03/01/of-the-month.html

Flobots is MCs Brer Rabbit and Johnny 5, along with a host of musicians & guests. I really appreciate the electric violin, which frequently shows up in various tracks. Songs tend to blend hip-hop, singalong, and political sensibilities. This album doesn’t disappoint. You’ll find yourself singing the choruses, headbanging to the raps, and probably looking up references in the lyrics. Favorite track: Quarantine.
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ameliamichelle I love this music. it's very challenging to me.
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wolf_shade To comment on all of what is going on in the nation is too much. However, Flobots managed to find the theme of unity amongst the plight of division that's tearing at the hearts of our loved ones. Unity.

Among so many, Flobots have once again managed to bring to light our desperate need to unite and work together to solve the issues at hand before us, by highlighting the past of this nation, showing the world that the actions of yesterday, sadly, are still the actions that are going on today. Favorite track: Rattle The Cage.
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1.
let me fail and falter let my heartbeat alter let me fall and fumble let my soul be humble
2.
my brother we lost you to the waters that have always lied to us i lost you thought my hands were quick but never quick enough i lost you to demons that have grown up in the crib with us and i wasn't in your corner when those lies came to fisticuffs my other were all born with a dragon branded on our shoulder blades scars are invisible but my spine knows the weight all of us in the struggle don’t need a diagnosis when depression is a constant we all know but do not notice the diplomacy of monsters those we hold up are we lifting them up or are we tying them down to the altar we anoint our leaders young but if i had been there in the lobby would you have made it to the balcony how many hands do we need to do right by the mouths you feed the position of the ugly sun has heat to kill the shade away dead songs of unwillingly servants laid still but still lay awake no candles on the deathday cake couldn’t find it on the schedule couldn’t pull the strings to get it going cuz i’m all out of geppetto moves handcuffs and statutes strange fruit makes bad juice state house and don’t shoot the solution of medusa trying to turn us into statues if i could only make these hands loose your mother's voice is the only one that names you it claims you i definitely don’t want you to feel the way that you do my calendar still knows your name so happy birthday time traveller see the frozen flames tried to apply first aid when challenger first rose to fame i was in the third grade they fell to earth when explosion reigned melted whatever snows remained now the chasm is river sized like arizona openings now the pattern is giving highs like serotonin dopamine citywide black and blue regalia trade apologies like a boat exchange say all mine i’ll say all yours master of human failure overseen the underhanded fumbling like i’m from the panthers i don’t understand cuz i had a hundred grand plan now i want an answer living life boastfully should i get rid of my hopes and dreams that didn’t die give advice this isn’t like it was supposed to be
3.
there is blood in the river how could you wear that don’t you even care that aren’t you aware that someone may be scared that you might belong to don’t know if you’re going to please tell me that you’d never want to even if they taunt you don’t let the demons haunt you i know you know that it’d be wrong to even after everything we’ve gone through you’re not alone there are so many who are drawn to the other side you wanna place your burdens onto i know your blood is in the river that’s what bonds you i hear your voice in everyone you sing this song to you wanna talk or talk about it i'm on top of the mountain shouting the tears in the river are accounting for this downpour the blood floods the gutter the gutter struggle is where the blood reeks and they couldn't find him where the shots and the slugs speak gun me in the streets in broad daylight king, what was wrong is now right and the right is now wrong and the lambs no longer silent keep on singing this song when the people fiend never knowing that they can be strong don't know the names of these psalms but the make of these bonds is the same dang cable that could table aslan i'd be lying if i said my pride could never be wrong that's why we wade in the water but it’s staining the clothes cuz the blood of the slaughter it remains on our souls so tides of tomorrow is where we're placing our hopes i know you’ve felt the trauma witnessed struggle heaped upon as raw emotions buried deep as bodies broken speak and on this earth it’s i alone live alone die alone looking for a flag to provide a home listen for a call hear dialtone but i swear despite anything i think say or do or try to express but don’t know how to despite everything i sing about you i would be incomplete without
4.
Carousel 03:59
in the dead of night deep inside my cell saw the brightest light shine from somewhere else as it came to life felt it cast its spell and the carousel was turning i’m on a carousel middle of the dark i’m lying all alone little green spark twinkle shining from my phone i don’t know what i’m searching for but why not wishing on a star my hands are white hot now i’ve got all the colors in a whirl revolving while i spin and swirl everybody follow me follow me cuz i’ve got all the colors in the world tour all these sites like i’m on a boat float maneuvering my eye site high on a post ghosts illuminate the night like two minute lite bright in tune with the zeitgeist the movement is so human and lifelike forget the small talk gimme the festival slot the best that ya’ll got leave me up here on my pedestal while the rest of ya’ll watch the spectacle please don’t let me fall off i have never seen you but i know you’re over there we are aliens and odd ones orphaned by chosen boundaries adorned in algorithms the schisms of hidden industries in the streets we all are strangers gaze in the faces disconnect we form we click repeat deform and in defeat we disrespect we are all those orphans who can’t forgive our families a tribe that's not divided just blinded by our realities our scars are what bind us we toss and scream and lay awake the antidote of the in between is to put our dreams on layaway all i wanted was to win at everything and never fail all i wanted was to live my life upon a carousel
5.
Quarantine 03:36
circle up circle up civil servant serpents peace we demanding to stir it up stirrups on our certainty the tide will turn we’re turning up we're turning tides no turning us the tide is high y'alls term is up don’t look now the surf is up the surge is us when the sickness is pervasive i can see the sails of conquistadors and slave ships the vectors lie adjacent and spread by our complacence our media rephrases our pain as entertainment cuz fire and the flame is old claims exasperation and by subtle name the slave is just an entertainer and the field and stage are gauges of containment the streets change to graves when the titans clash to reinstate their status hate us but no we’re not stopping could not be flummoxed by lynch mob of hobgoblins so bring your mastodons and man of wars dodge them like a matador we at the door of corporate greed were calling up a quarantine we need a quarantine this ancient war machine is broken this is live from the center of the hive you left an open wound now we’re spilling out the sides the hornet and the wasps fly united in the storm we’ll look back on this moment as the moment we were born let it be known crush the demons of the past we stand together now raise an army from the ash and call upon whoever hears the message to react and all as one we smash the gears of death and push it back now if you only feel it one time bet you felt it now women children frontline platinum melt it down eyes dripping milk as they try to smoke us out we can see the sunshine behind the funnel cloud so heed the science we are spiritually defiant seeking everything we’ve never had by severing compliance combine it in a heavenly alliance reunited no longer keeping silent we’ve awoken sleeping giants
6.
the whole world is watching the whole world is watching something in my family tree is rotten ancestors so grotesque plans of destiny to go west manifest bleeds protest 10 million rest in peace below depths oh no oh yes no struggle no progress bend the rules run the jewels 40 acres and a mule and no less who claims to know best though who’s trained to protect those some of those who burn crosses also arraign and arrest those some of those current losses this fiscal year are exceptional they’ve got more guns than destro make you disappear like presto i wrote this rap to pray for another life castaway now that’s more settlement cash to pay but that won’t bring daddy back today that’s just more petals at the grave the moonlight saw that display so what more can i do my god when there’s nothing left to say meet me at the gate and sing kumbaya scheming for a way to stay up dreaming of the day i wake up momma was a bloody knuckled valedictorian poppa was a comet from the quarry and tobacco fields cover me in notes of old hickory and moses the cotton linen blends the benefits of forbidden yields black feet move without reservations our bodies wall the streets we resume our occupations claims of common sense more cautious than caucasian condiments black cowboys are real but they ain’t myths black avengers show up before the crowd’ll get pissed and the milk goes as sour as a counterfeit kiss we can still make a pound of biscuits get some fish and feed a crowd of misfits where the lyricists spit the merits of the heretic is where the patriot lives and we hate to relive what it takes to forgive can’t forget what we did better yet let’s amend to protect next of kin by accepting our sins
7.
i can’t get my computer to boot cancel everything there’s an active shooter on a new campus everyday what’s that have to do with me my movement would never take anybody’s life what i have to do to prove it to you whatever say we are not alike we are not alike look at me look at you i can see what you do from the evil i separate look at you look at me i maneuver and flee from you people i segregate get it straight we are not alike i don’t peddle hate i just go to the booth and i meditate and i breathe and i eat and i puke and i defecate fire in the sky masses at the border shadows in the night faces of disorder rivers made of blood skeletons in closets bodies in the mud torturers on crosses wretched of the earth undeserved sentence reckoning of curses long awaited vengence executed messengers piled up upon the entrance clamor of the stenches threaten overwhelm the senses there’s an active shooter on the news and i speculate that it has to do with something you bastards said today see your attitudes and backwards views they miseducate it is not all right all the chatter you decide to spew when you agitate til they slaughter life it is not all right you’re not speaking the truth i can see what you do to the people make them afraid look at you look at me see your movement is evil we need to eradicate get away it is not all right that you peddle hate you’re the reason i rally and rattle cage cuz you’re leaving the people not breathing and dead afraid
8.
Buried Alive 03:55
each movement that i make could make a movement stress fatigue each movement that i make could glass gun deadly recipe movement that i make could make a move edge of the precipice each movement that i make could make a trigger finger press release now i know you heard of me i know you saw i know you’re cursing me round of applause like i don’t deserve to breathe life when he’s not like why was i personally trying to be god now some of us murder and some of us lie but i am not one of them i am not one of them why pull out a gun to survive fire a gun and then die a thousand deaths if you really knew me you would know i am afraid of the dark if you really knew me you would know try to be brave in my heart but monologue monologue stereotype i am not one of them i am not one of them why pull out a gun to survive fire a gun and then die buried alive buried alive buried alive buried alive don’t let me be yea shadows I battled and fell short hands up and lay down for a day yea yea yea rattled by the snakes that don’t show up and support get tread on with nothing to say the flag doesn’t sway without a plentiful breeze i rather be buried than swing from a tree and all of the yous are just different me’s wanna speak less cuz I am choosing to see this epiphany in infancy diplomacy is listening to the child in each of us scream a little bit of wisdom is a dangerous thing and I don’t give a dam without a militant eve i’m deep but I’m not if you could ever know the thoughts i've known and seen what i have seen all the spiteful stones that i’ve thrown did not protect me i want you to know these heavy stones nearly crushed me if i’d only known that heavy load that brought me low would help me grow i wouldn’t be
9.
dancing in the light while the city still burns different kings still waiting for their turn i never owned what i’ve never earned but i know that i will with you dance in the fire light wonder what this side is like pour the oil on the rising flames and wonder what dying’s like i more like dionys coming back again and i’m trying twice face the mic face the life now i’m just facing those flashing lights mm. like a flash-lights more like a lightsaber don’t fear the father ain’t been a slave don’t fear no darth vader naw, i just mob daily i’m up on my intercom baby calling out to the stars and in the darkest hour which one of y’all will be my savior i’m on fire i’m okay dumpsters flame still flicker in the dead of night red and white see the rust and embers charred and bleeding still bleeding i can’t go home hear shots and bickerings ricochet and dissipate if i can’t find anyone to believe in i’m leaving okay i am a sleeping giant deep inside i want peace and quiet when unheard i may speak in riots when unhinged the country’s on fire when unquenched the thirst brings empires to their knees and unspins the spires pillars fall when umpteen town criers become choirs unseat the sires sirens blare with unmet desires justice rolls down like muddy waters i’m a mouthful of sea change make you rethink everything prior i was born a young boy james laurie silver spoon on my tongue same story you’d assume from what’s come before me but not everything’s honkey dory i’m on fire born of the ashes heir to the flame lit by the fire we look the same
10.
when my father handed me the lash taught me false tradition separate my family white from black consecrate division i was young and ignorant of grace lived as they had taught me down in the river i claim my sins cast the devil off me
11.
Pray 03:41
pray the pale white devil back to hell blessed be my witness pray the pale white devil back to hell cry for my forgiveness when the demons beckoned me to come why did i believe them named my brother as three fifths a man left his body bleeding claimed my sister as their property used her for their pleasure pray the pale white devil back to hell cleanse my sins forever look at me and what do you see see somebody up in a tree saying don't lie to us at the worst of times i see nursery rhymes too anonymous to believe i'd rewrite them posthumously but we can't wipe the blood from these leaves it's inside of us like a demon spawn conceived deep beyond pray to god for us to be free i first caught him in the valley where the water was tainted followed on the map and saw the spot where it was painted the bottle was ancient fiddle with the folds of a riddle made sacred 7 million dollars out of only one sl------p from the mystery run screaming oh my god it's begun now we read prophecies of our progeny and the monsters they have become what the hell have we done pray the pale white devil back to hell make my soul unbroken pray the pale white devil back to hell let my eyes be opened hip hop is transphobic i speak the statement seeking its irrelevance when it’s said the further from hell it gets so why call blm some terrorists we did the same with martin and worse with the suffragettes first resistance forgiveness is coming next before the wing is the cell of the chrysalis the catalyst to something else they'd pay attention if i eliminated a mona lisa when god’s masterpieces are killed with increasing frequency imitate immortals just to get someone to listen we are building up a world that changes shame into contrition we have named our mission praying not condemning blood relations are craving witness liberation from this nation’s sickness we will win with no malice and no militias speak truth to your neighbor for we are all members of one body be angry and sin not do not let the sun go down on your wrath nor give place to the devil our weapon will not be righteousness our tool will be humanity pray the pale white devil back to hell shout him from the heavens usher in the souls long cast aside beg for resurrection turn and face your savior eye to eye stand for your conviction pray the pale white devil back to hell til the lord is risen
12.
when everything we thought meets everything we know and everything up top meets everything below when every plainclothes cop meets every angry soul and all getaways are stopped and all debt is paid in full then everything we’re never saying and never said will yet remain hidden shame and bitter pain will fill the air and weathervane ‘til by and by the sky will cry with bitter pain so let it rain let it stain whichever angels seek to be forever changed message reads rest in piece sleep in solace f police except celena hollis say her name and pay respects to her daughter black woman cop but none of that was why he shot her he was scared i don’t wanna die i was there too when you’re buried alive nobody can hear you but spirits can there’s more souls in the cosmos more peace plans than oslos gacacas quilombos dig a path tunnel out i sail boats and drop hidden tracks for the underground railroad there’s blood in the river but moses parted waters martin at the mountain top followed higher orders that required slaughter if it it please the court or please the lord what’s the procedure for the ouija board get me vincent harding they said he’s in the garden singing with the holy ghost squeezing our hands tight til all of us are fully woke all is said and done crisis up ahead lift this up instead voices of the dead voices of the dead rise above the threat lift this up instead voices of the dead voices of the dead i put my hands up not a seeking an escape i put my hands up to better seize the day outstretched to carpe diem carpal tunnels to mausoleums trying to write a way to the voices of my heroes tearful i was stronger when your hands were on my shoulders taught me to be a warrior before a soldier you got me and that’s why i’ll push this boulder forward many hands light work that’s why all of us are chosen so stop drop and roll out stop frisked and hostile when the police game is ving rhames my contacts go nazghul when i pocket dial i ring wraiths black ops in the talent pools brothers dropping out like under funded high school so less jails more doors why excel in failure losing ground every since four score and hold the door stuck in a loop that predicts the final scene but the very worst of them won’t get the best of me with archery able arrow sight big voice from narrow mics knowing i am clothed in the feathers from a sparrow’s flight fearing no fahrenheit parallel or paralyzed building up a world where i can hear your voice as clear as mine and where the rainbow stopped that’s where they gained control and left him hanging on a cross and left her laying cold now everything we lost and everything we stole awakens ancient gods who make our language whole so let us sing the lettering and let it ring no better thing visions of coretta king delivered life instead of dreams and by and by the sky will cry for all of us so let it rain let it stain the feet of those who seek to be forever changed! a voice mail from the summer of your senior year a secret note read aloud you didn’t mean to hear a hundred windows in a ten story building side a hundred stories go dark when you kill the lights the shadow of another person living parallel a glimpse of somebody riding on a carousel a vision of a better life than i chose today the time you told me that love never goes away
13.
soothe my soul and open my eyes fill me with the fire inside lift my spark up to the divine elevate me higher and rise
14.
Related 05:07
i am one in 7 billion searching for my family now you’ve come innocent love my ears can hear my eyes can see we are related we’re arm in arm we are unarmed we are related we’re arm in arm in arm and i’m overwhelmed by so much misery see people i know see people i love see people divided up so bitterly watch out for the enemy enemy enemy enemy enemy preaching it like a liturgy and i pray for the day when you open the gates and say you finally have forgiven me my cell vibrates and i know it’s not you i am now somebody who you will not talk to how could i expect you to forgive me after all our history i had to act atrocious remember hugging big trees back in nacogdoches couldn’t let go just couldn’t let go this is how we live holding onto memories searching for my families roots trees planted deep grew up into enemies now my cell vibrates cuz i’m singing off key locked in a box like every day i wake up in the body of an animal i know it’s not me but i’m accountable nails to a cross reach back touch the moment i was innocent fold it to my chest clutch and hold it til my sins are cleansed benefit 7 billion souls with my penitence open up the penitentiary gates now send us in flying on a phoenix path been down and beaten back born in the ash been the first to come in last been the last one standing with a a match to light the candle on the downside of up say radhaghast to let them in my castle cast aside the old code words greet the people at the gates we are blood others found the secrets of love beneath the sequence of our shame the weakness of these chains is when we make them visible reclaim our greatness when we break them miracles go higher than di oxy ribo nucleic acid our hearts and songs our greatest asset scarred by the latest hazard cynically suited up in a hazmat spiritual battle temple grandin with the cattle prod the people against greed we need another seattle chiefly leading hands we can be peter pan and dancing with our shadows this whole world is turning all the time a revolution every day in the sun innocent blood is drying on the ground of it
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i am a sleeping giant there lives a riot in my bones whiplashing masters rehashes the bad strategies i’m abandoning the branding and brandishing new prophecies slashing the patterns with passionate new qualities with outstanding tantrums so large there's no stopping we abolish oligopolies toppling class sovereignty clashing rapids are habits of haven'ts who had it up to here tears build the river swells empire strikes and we rebel alliance of a living wage to quench the flames of living hells i was on the corner of no one cares heard something rumbling over there like a snare drum with a soldier's flare like a river run coming over here see the screaming crowd saying everything goes extremely loud and incredibly close cracks in the ground as they steadily approach now the wave of sound surrounds and unrolls the waters unfrozen frost soaks my kneecaps while they unfold like washed up debris stacks wall to wall floats the feedback anonymous quotes we can say for all the lost souls presente wade in the streets march forth in the rushes feel the unstoppable force as it gushes people wake up to the heartbeat of the rhythm in the river as it roars with justice now i see what i am i am a sleeping giant there lives a riot in my bones from mississippi to cairo i hear footsteps from wall street to oklahoma hear footsteps from chiapas to rojava i hear footsteps from lynchburg to nova scotia i hear footsteps whirlwind reaped and whirlwind sown people rule don't need a throne cannot stop what they don't know as above so below rising climbing mighty defiant breaking ground and breaking silence now i can sing what i am from cochabamba to marwar i hear footsteps from the maldives to new orleans i hear footsteps from ferguson to sacred stone i hear footsteps from indomeni to the florida keys i hear footsteps from oak flats to palestine i hear footsteps from death row to jubilee i hear footsteps from nazareth to galilee i hear footsteps from us and them to you and me i hear footsteps i am a sleeping giant there lives a riot in my bones i am a mouthful of sea i am a quiet indigo dawn

credits

released May 5, 2017

Brer Rabbit - Vocals
Jonny 5 - Vocals
Kenny Ortiz - Drums, Troublebuckets

Very Special Guests:
Gabriel Otto - Electric Bass, Upright Bass, Keys, Moog, Electric Guitar, Vocals
Mackenzie Gault - Viola (3,5,6,7,8,12,14,16), Vocals (3,8)
Serafin Sanchez - Saxophone (6), Keys (5,6,16)
Tad Lusk- Acoustic and Electric Guitars (3,4,5,6,7,8,11,14,16)

Additional performances by:
Tom Hagerman - Violin (3,6,8,12,14,16)
Evan Orman - Cello (3,6,8,12,14,16)
Charlie Mertens - Upright bass (3,8,14)

Eva Holbrook - Vocals (4)
Spirit of Grace (Shamae Matthews, Tonicia London, Christin Grant, C. Larea Edwards)
with Maxwell McKee - Vocals (2,3,7,12,14,16)
Suzi Q - Vocals (16)
Denver Glenarm Singers (11)
Sallie Baker - Vocals (1)
Chris “#2” Barker - Vocals (11)
Colorado Children’s Chorale’s 303 Choir - Vocals (13), Ad libs (2,4,15)

Hugh Ragin - Trumpet (6,9,14)
Tom Gershwin - Trumpet (9,14)
Adam Stone - Keys (2)
Dave Flomberg - Trombone (9,14)

Track 12 contains a sample of “Antioch” as performed by the Alabama Sacred Harp Singers
Track 14 contains material originally written and recorded by Pan Astral
Track 16 contains material originally written and recorded by Suzi Q

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Produced by Gabriel Otto
Recorded and engineered by Xandy Whitesel at Mighty Fine Studios, Denver CO
All songs mixed and mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room, Fort Collins CO

All string and horn arrangements by Gabriel Otto
All strings and horns recorded by Todd Divel at Silo Studios
Vocals recorded by Owen Trujillo at Enlightofme Studios, Thornton CO
Additional vocals on (2,3,7,12,14,16) recorded by Jesus Rodriguez at Youth On Record’s Youth Media Studio, Denver CO
Additional vocals on (4,6,9,12,14) recorded at Mighty Fine Studios
Additional vocals on (4,7,8,12,14) recorded at Turquoise Studio
Additional vocals on (3,5) recorded at The Blasting Room
Additional vocals on (2,11) recorded at The Space, Pittsburgh PA
Additional viola on (16) recorded at Jamie’s Room Studios
Additional guitar on (9) recorded at Turquoise Studio

Special thanks to our touring players: Sean Blanchard, Kris Becker, Sarah Hubbard, Serafin Sanchez

We were so fortunate to work with all of the musicians and professionals listed above. Thanks also to the following people who were critical to bringing this album to life: Carrie Lombardi, Jason Mastrine, Alex Dunne, Meg Ryan, Tony Kent, Travis Branam, Daryl Walker, Tung Pham, Anne Dunlap, Art Jones, Sharon Kermiet, Armando Lopez, Jesse Elliot, Garey Kennebrew, Lolita Casteñeda, Hugo Rodriguez, Tyler Bauer, Anne Lederer, Lea Thompson, Sean Edwin, Jennifer Brackett

The spirit of this album was nurtured and elevated by an extended network of people and organizations who have shown us love in the process, including Capitol Heights Presbyterian Church, The Spirituals Project, Momentum, Youth On Record, Gora Gora Orkestar, 2MX2, Wonderbound, Veterans of Hope Project, Colorado Creative Industries, and the growing team of NOENEMIES songleaders.

Our sincere gratitude to our families and friends for their constant love and support, and for helping us to be our best selves.

A very special thank you to our Kickstarter supporters whose support enabled us to have full control of the creative process, and gave us the flexibility and freedom to make this album exactly what it needed to be.

In memoriam: Marshawn McCarrel, Vincent Harding, Grace Lee-Boggs

Album art by Dustin Dahlman and Josiah Werning. Album design by Josiah Werning.

Management by Hatchery 17
Publicity by LiveLoud Media


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Featuring dual MCs as well as a full band, Flobots are a progressive rap group from Denver, Colorado with a political conscience, musical chops, and a powerful live show. Influenced by progressive rappers such as the Roots and Common, as well as alternative hard rock bands such as Rage Against the Machine and Tool. ... more

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