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You meant to do that, but “that” is wrong. You have intentionally messed up.
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Today’s 90* weather has me homesick.
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Posted on May 29, 2012 via [ J ROCHE ] with 2 notes
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Got to the Shrine and they are playing Erykah Badu’s live album. Awesome.
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Walked the Brooklyn bridge… and downtown Manhattan… then back over the bridge.
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Overheard in NYC: (Looking at the Statue of Liberty) “Hey Mark, there’s a lady over there waving at me. Wait, she might be giving me the finger.”
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The amount of cotton-like pollen in the air would lead you to believe it was snowing.
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Lazy Sunday… denied.
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Discovered Cougar town… it’s in Jersey.
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I don’t usually dance but that doesn’t mean I can’t.
BIOGRAPHY: ROBERT BRENTLEY
Forget the formalities of a so-called genre. Everyone claims they listen to “everything,” so there is little point to musicians limiting themselves to one style. Besides, it is the virtually unlimited potential that makes a new artist so exciting. Robert Brentley is a post-genre artist who delivers an unapologetic expression, focusing on the freedom of honesty.
Musically, Robert Brentley appreciates the precision of the pocket and the passionate imperfections of live performance. Lyrically, he combines a razor-sharp wit, subtle sarcasm, and an infatuation with wordplay. Whether rocking out to Woodstock-era riffs or tapping into the best of Motown, Robert Brentley resurrects that organic connection between the stage and the crowd.
Coming from a musical family, Brentley grew up grasping fleeting moments behind a drum set, listening to gospel music with his mother, and playing clarinet in his middle school marching band. His interests turned to songwriting by high school, and he expanded his influences and vocal range by singing along with decades of legendary pipes from Nat King Cole to Freddie Mercury.
While attending Tufts University (which he graduated from with a bachelor’s degree in music theory and history), Robert Brentley, along with lyricist eLCee, led the nine-piece, hip-hop fusion band Melodesiac. Together, they released a critically-praised debut and made a sizable mark on the Boston scene before gracing stages in the heart of New York City. Soon after, Robert Brentley moved to the Big Apple joining various projects from jazz to hip-hop to political rock.
Now releasing his own music, each song carries its own mood and energy. Elation, anger, and bravado manifest as rock; sorrow, love, and pride become soul; and apathy, confusion, and envy create that undefinable quality in-between. Robert Brentley’s music is not for everyone, but that’s the very reason that those in the know call it “authentic,” compare it to their favorites, sing it day after day, and namedrop him as a litmus test for taste-makers.
