Real Friendz- Super King RezaMix
"I aint got no real friends, not even myself."
Life has been interesting. Life has been beautiful. Life has been Life. Life has been Life.
My Verse on this "RezaMix" is about the loneliness that I have felt over the past few months. Loneliness, is a state that I struggle with often, and have ever since I was a child. I've always felt abandoned, and back in October, I even kind of abandoned myself. The depression that I felt during those months is something I would wish on no one.
One day, I woke up, and I had nothing but the clothes on my back (which didn't really fit,) a job at a phone center, and this Voice that people seem to enjoy. A Voice which I grew to hate the sound of. A Voice that I felt got me in so much trouble for being so "loud" and "proud." I gave up for a bit there, it is what it is; I wasn't sure if I'd ever be up to par again. I made it back tho, and I won't be leaving again anytime soon.
What got me through?
Podcasts
Music (but, not always)
Mindfulness
Therapy
Practicing Gratitude
It's a remix of a popular Kanye West song. Kanye, who I love, has always been misunderstood. (Which at risk of sounding redundant, is something I understand.) Love you, Kanye.
rez
Thursday, May 4, 2017
Sunday, April 23, 2017
REZARECTION I
Dear Rezanatorz,
On Friday, I decided to release some material from my Garage Band library. I had Content on there that I had been sitting on for quite a while, a lot of it incomplete. I produced this material myself using stock machines/loops and some samples that I discovered/tweaked/filtered. I ultimately, wanted to give those that are following, a glimpse into my mind.
"REZARECTION I" is simple and incomplete, and yet it's still here. And, its a piece of Mike. It's the crooning of a boy trying to find his way in Chicago whilst getting sidetracked by the muses from time to time. It's the way my heart is beating these days, and I'm looking forward to piecing together "REZARECTION II" in the coming years and seeing how my sound/production abilities continue to grow as I soak up the skills of the talented spirits the world has begun to surround me with.
An artist that I admire (Tennessee Loveless) once told me to "pick up the pieces and use what you have," so I just dug into the library and shared my art. Sharing is important, and some of these projects date back to 2013, so that was kind of cool to get that material out there now. (Especially, since most of the muses aren't in my life anymore!) These songs all came from somewhere, and yes its a little broken apart/poorly mixed/ unmastered, but I did it myself (on a simple DAW) and therefore I'm proud of it.
I'm planning on building the songs "Aaliyah" and "RELAPZE" into future singles and look forward to performing them live.
Those of you following, I hope you enjoy the project, and I look forward to bringing you new music this Spring/Summer. The link to my Soundcloud is below as well as the track list. (It is only 22 Minutes. Take a listen, and let me know if you digz!)
Special shout out to my Queenz from Glitter Moneyyy (yo, Ash & Tay!!!) for helping me realize that "REZARECTION" was a pretty dope title (which got the "TT Approval" on Easter when she said "That's bad ass",) and I'm looking forward to giving you all at least 5 REZARECTION tapes before I die! [Just wait until this guy gets Ableton/ProTools :-)]
TRACK LIST:
1- Intro
2- Again 67bpm
3- P[e]rspective
4- trying not to say nigga
5- Aaliyah
6- Remember Me?
7- RELAPZE
8- Lenore (featuring Stuart Mott)
9- 5/1
10- 87BPM_Bmin-F#mind
11- Radio Edits
12- LOLyPOP
CLICK HERE FOR THE REZARECTION
Beloved Regards,
SKR
Connect On Social Media!:
TWITTER: @kingrezaoficial
INSTAGRAM: @kingrezaofficial
FACEBOOK: @kingrezaofficial
Soundcloud.com/theycallmereza
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Journey
Sometimes, this part of my journey feels like a joke to me.
It feels as if God is up there laughing at me with all of her angels.
Then, I dust myself off and say "this is the part where we build character."
My whole life (or as far as I can remember,) I've been crippled with Anxiety/ Depression. I remember randomly crying under beds, behind couches, even in kitchen cabinets when my tiny body still fit. I always knew that what I had deep inside of me was something to be "seen" and the power behind it often led me to sadness/fear of the unknown.
Anyways, I presently, do not like the desk job that I'm working, I'm grateful for the income, but I do not like the monotony and constant buzz of phones. I like my coworkers, but this is not my destiny. I'm getting fat behind a desk to pay my bills, and that's not fun. I don't like the way my ears feel afterwards, or the way my voice feels. I don't like it, but right now I "need" it, because its safe.
Who am I talking to on here anyway? Who do I think I am? Who do I even think that I am? No ones listening/reading, No one cares, and yet for some reason the film keeps playing.
I feel empty.
I feel alone.
I feel blue.
Then, I dust myself off and say "this is the part where we build character."
It feels as if God is up there laughing at me with all of her angels.
Then, I dust myself off and say "this is the part where we build character."
My whole life (or as far as I can remember,) I've been crippled with Anxiety/ Depression. I remember randomly crying under beds, behind couches, even in kitchen cabinets when my tiny body still fit. I always knew that what I had deep inside of me was something to be "seen" and the power behind it often led me to sadness/fear of the unknown.
Anyways, I presently, do not like the desk job that I'm working, I'm grateful for the income, but I do not like the monotony and constant buzz of phones. I like my coworkers, but this is not my destiny. I'm getting fat behind a desk to pay my bills, and that's not fun. I don't like the way my ears feel afterwards, or the way my voice feels. I don't like it, but right now I "need" it, because its safe.
Who am I talking to on here anyway? Who do I think I am? Who do I even think that I am? No ones listening/reading, No one cares, and yet for some reason the film keeps playing.
I feel empty.
I feel alone.
I feel blue.
Then, I dust myself off and say "this is the part where we build character."
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
#FamousOnTheLow
"Who says I gotta write a sad lyric?"
It has been 6 years since I have written on this blog.
I recently read an article about Drake on DJBooth.net by Lucas Garrison (The Inside Story of "So Far Gone," The Album That Turned Drake Into A Superstar)
The article documents a timeline of the rise of Aubrey Drake Graham leading up to his release of "So Far Gone" via the lost OVOSound blog. It was a really interesting read, especially being a huge Drake fan. (Sidebar: yeah, I'm a Drake fan, FIGHT ME!)
Anyways, said article inspired me to dust this blog off, and start writing to those of you out there that are following! I wanted to give fanz a glimpse, as well as, give myself an outlet to process my progress. (AKA errrybody got a Facebook. #OverSaturation -- But, this bish got a blog for her real fanz.)
Thank you for reading. Thank you for believing in me. And, thank you for sharing this life with me. I'm grateful for you, more than you will ever know.
Shall we?
-----------------
"#FamousOnTheLow"
What the hell does that mean?
Well, if I'm being honest, I came up with this when I ate some mushrooms with an old friend of mine last Summer. I started saying it/posting it on Instagram, and attained a sort of spiritual connection to the phrase. The concept comes from super heroes and their alternate personas (AKA The man behind the keyboard.)
"Famous On The Low" is basically that "I'm really a rapper, but I wait tables during the day" or "I'm really a singer, but I work at a Currency Exchange" or "I'm really a dominatrix, but I also work at a phone center." (One might equate it to a side-hustle.)
For me it also goes a little deeper:
You see, there was this guy, his name was Michael Reza Heath. He was born in Illinois and then moved so many times in his life that he lost count. He was passed around more than a collection plate at church. Eventually, he ended up in Davenport, Iowa-- then moved to Chicago after graduating College.
His family called him "Reza." That was the name they wrote on Stockings at Christmas, Birthday Cards at Birthdays, and Easter Eggs at Easter. Then, one day, the kids in school were making fun of people with "different" names, his happened to come up. He ran home crying, and he told his mother, "I don't want to go by 'Reza' anymore, I want to go by 'Michael.'" That was the day that he decided to put Superman in the closet, and become Clark Kent. (He knew for some reason that he was already a target with his crooked foot and chemical adoration for members of the same sex-- so he hid behind a pair of glasses.)
ALSO, in the LGBTQ Community: when someone is "on the low" it means that they are hiding their true identity: Hiding the fact that they feel like a woman in a mans body, OR hiding that they're a boy that likes playing baseball; but, they also likes kissing other boys that like playing baseball.
Those that are "on the low" tend to hide these parts of themselves from family members/friends for fear of them no longer being their family members/friends. They will often keep relationships/crushes quiet, delete browser histories and cry themselves to sleep at night.
[There is also a stigma for those of us that suffer from issues with Mental Illness. (For The Record: If you're "Famous On The Low," I want you to know that I see you. I want you to keep going. You WILL find your tribe.)]
Anyways, that is where the world famous phrase "Famous On The Low" comes from. Hope you enjoyed reading/ Hope it makes sense to some of you. I usually use the hashtag in moments where I'm feeling "famous," feel free to use it as well!
-Reza
Lets Connect!
Instagram: kingrezaofficial
Twitter: kingrezaoficial (like in Spanish)
It has been 6 years since I have written on this blog.
I recently read an article about Drake on DJBooth.net by Lucas Garrison (The Inside Story of "So Far Gone," The Album That Turned Drake Into A Superstar)
The article documents a timeline of the rise of Aubrey Drake Graham leading up to his release of "So Far Gone" via the lost OVOSound blog. It was a really interesting read, especially being a huge Drake fan. (Sidebar: yeah, I'm a Drake fan, FIGHT ME!)
Anyways, said article inspired me to dust this blog off, and start writing to those of you out there that are following! I wanted to give fanz a glimpse, as well as, give myself an outlet to process my progress. (AKA errrybody got a Facebook. #OverSaturation -- But, this bish got a blog for her real fanz.)
Thank you for reading. Thank you for believing in me. And, thank you for sharing this life with me. I'm grateful for you, more than you will ever know.
Shall we?
-----------------
"#FamousOnTheLow"
What the hell does that mean?
Well, if I'm being honest, I came up with this when I ate some mushrooms with an old friend of mine last Summer. I started saying it/posting it on Instagram, and attained a sort of spiritual connection to the phrase. The concept comes from super heroes and their alternate personas (AKA The man behind the keyboard.)
"Famous On The Low" is basically that "I'm really a rapper, but I wait tables during the day" or "I'm really a singer, but I work at a Currency Exchange" or "I'm really a dominatrix, but I also work at a phone center." (One might equate it to a side-hustle.)
For me it also goes a little deeper:
You see, there was this guy, his name was Michael Reza Heath. He was born in Illinois and then moved so many times in his life that he lost count. He was passed around more than a collection plate at church. Eventually, he ended up in Davenport, Iowa-- then moved to Chicago after graduating College.
His family called him "Reza." That was the name they wrote on Stockings at Christmas, Birthday Cards at Birthdays, and Easter Eggs at Easter. Then, one day, the kids in school were making fun of people with "different" names, his happened to come up. He ran home crying, and he told his mother, "I don't want to go by 'Reza' anymore, I want to go by 'Michael.'" That was the day that he decided to put Superman in the closet, and become Clark Kent. (He knew for some reason that he was already a target with his crooked foot and chemical adoration for members of the same sex-- so he hid behind a pair of glasses.)
ALSO, in the LGBTQ Community: when someone is "on the low" it means that they are hiding their true identity: Hiding the fact that they feel like a woman in a mans body, OR hiding that they're a boy that likes playing baseball; but, they also likes kissing other boys that like playing baseball.
Those that are "on the low" tend to hide these parts of themselves from family members/friends for fear of them no longer being their family members/friends. They will often keep relationships/crushes quiet, delete browser histories and cry themselves to sleep at night.
[There is also a stigma for those of us that suffer from issues with Mental Illness. (For The Record: If you're "Famous On The Low," I want you to know that I see you. I want you to keep going. You WILL find your tribe.)]
Anyways, that is where the world famous phrase "Famous On The Low" comes from. Hope you enjoyed reading/ Hope it makes sense to some of you. I usually use the hashtag in moments where I'm feeling "famous," feel free to use it as well!
-Reza
Lets Connect!
Instagram: kingrezaofficial
Twitter: kingrezaoficial (like in Spanish)
Saturday, December 10, 2011
"Stop Feeling Sorry for Yourself"
I think it is an important phrase, don't you? Also, I think some people don't quite grasp it fully, they think its just harsh. To be completely honest; I was one of those people who didn't quite grasp it fully until recently (but its better late than never!)
The things we want most in life are love, happiness, chocolate, or if you're a competitive eater; a bathroom. But with the exception of a few of those listed items the only way we are ever going to get them (and be truly happy) is if we stop feeling sorry for ourselves. We can't sit around and say "I've got baggage," " I'll never find my prince/princess," "good stuff like that doesn't happen to people like me. I'm just average." My god, you are so wrong. You are not average- you are amazing. You are beautiful, and I am proud of you for making it this far with the problems that you have had to deal with, but stop feeling sorry for yourself. Instead feel inspired by yourself, and aspire to inspire others someday.
I challenge you: If you are in a situation at work or school or bobsled practice and you start to hear yourself saying "its too much," "I'm not smart enough," "I feel stupid" or all of the other cruel things you can say to yourself, just stop and literally say "stop feeling sorry for yourself" and then get back to work.
Be kind to yourself, there is only one you; and I am thankful that you are here.
MR
The things we want most in life are love, happiness, chocolate, or if you're a competitive eater; a bathroom. But with the exception of a few of those listed items the only way we are ever going to get them (and be truly happy) is if we stop feeling sorry for ourselves. We can't sit around and say "I've got baggage," " I'll never find my prince/princess," "good stuff like that doesn't happen to people like me. I'm just average." My god, you are so wrong. You are not average- you are amazing. You are beautiful, and I am proud of you for making it this far with the problems that you have had to deal with, but stop feeling sorry for yourself. Instead feel inspired by yourself, and aspire to inspire others someday.
I challenge you: If you are in a situation at work or school or bobsled practice and you start to hear yourself saying "its too much," "I'm not smart enough," "I feel stupid" or all of the other cruel things you can say to yourself, just stop and literally say "stop feeling sorry for yourself" and then get back to work.
Be kind to yourself, there is only one you; and I am thankful that you are here.
MR
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Transitions
Life, is about transition. Not necessarily the act of transitioning, but what those transitions allow you to recognize about yourself.
My current transition is from student to graduate. I made it through college, I may not have passed with flying colors (although now I recognize various colors I didn't see before,) but I still made it none the less. Transitioning is important-especially this transition- it is a time to find out who we are going to be.
In a transition it is important to ask yourself a few questions:
Where do I plan to go?
Who do I plan to be?
What do I want to do?
What changes do I have to make?
What other questions should I ask?!
Ask these questions, and constantly ask new questions in order to figure out how you wish to tell your story (or sing your song.)
Oscar Wilde said "Be yourself; everyone else is already taken."
I think that I needed this statement in the past, as I was the reflection of those around me in past transitions. But, now its time to find out who I am.
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