In honor of Black Historical past Month, Atwood Journal has invited artists to take part in a collection of essays reflecting on identification, music, tradition, inclusion, and extra.
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Immediately, Austin, TX-based author, performer, producer, filmmaker, and one-man tour de drive Mobley shares a particular poem for Atwood Journal’s Black Historical past Month collection!
Mobley’s songs have racked up thousands and thousands of streams on DSPs and landed sync placements on HBO, FOX, NBC, ESPN, and CW; seen airplay provides on Alt Nation, KROQ, KUTX, ACL Radio, and KEXP; and obtained reward from Billboard, Noisey, Rolling Stone, The New York Instances, Consequence of Sound, and American Songwriter. Whereas the studio is his past love, Mobley is most at dwelling on the street. The consummate frontman has performed dozens of festivals worldwide, and opened for Chilly Struggle Youngsters, Phantogram, James Blake, Bishop Briggs, and plenty of extra.
The current second finds Mobley centered on the long run: “Residing with and dealing by means of these songs and tales has been essentially the most fulfilling problem of my creative life. I can’t wait to share all of it and see the life it takes on when it’s not simply mine.”
Mobley’s newest single, “No Exit,” is out now, and his forthcoming album, ‘We Do Not Worry Ruins,’ releases April twenty third on Final Gang Information/MNRK Music. “No Exit” finds Mobley time-traveling to mix retro, fashionable, and futuristic sounds. The track begins with a Morricone-inspired whistled motif, however beneath the groove and cinematic swagger, it’s a meditation on solipsism, solitude, and the “undiscovered nation” of the afterlife. The strain between the track’s laidback verses and earnest, pleading choruses mirrors the tensions in Jacob, a perpetual loner who however proclaims his love for humanity, crying out within the chorus, “What am I with out folks?” The video handles the track’s weighty themes with a wholesome dose of cheek and dry humor.
In his poem “#000” (named for the hexadecimal code for the colour black), Mobley challenges us to think about the boundaries of “illustration” and the facility of seizing the phrases of discourse. Learn the poem under, and take heed to “No Exit” and extra wherever you stream music!
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by Mobley
there’s nothing fairly like the fun of refusal
Black refusal
to be governable or
marketable or
make oneself understood
to be fastened by the gaze of one other
to learn the efficiency one’s various identification
solely from acquainted, respectable scripts
to intone the sanctioned litanies
to spend any
extra life than completely
vital
biting tongue, biding time by means of the shortest month of the yr
there’s nothing fairly like the fun of refusal
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