Graziella

I sing



and FLY!!



Once upon a time, there was a young girl called Graziella, who went melody picking in the forrest of hip hop. she picked a fresh tune from the gospel trees and planted its seeds in the palm of her hand, with a little bit of light from the Underground Alliance and a touch of water from a well over flowing with Foreign Beggars- a soulful, husky vocal flower grew and the harmonies that emanated whisked Graziella down distant and different paths. Certain paths lead to cottages in Glastonbury, Norway and Sevilla, more lead all and up and down the shires of the UK. Graziella delved deeper into the forrest and in time made her way to the town of UK hip-hop but had to leave as she could hear the most enticing baselines and the most moving drumming pitter patterns swaying through the trees. She noticed a motionless giant doll sitting on a hill, inside this doll was a motherboard of music, and at a switch of a button, the doll would emit such bold and colourful sounds, the giant doll -of course- belonged to a Giant Child, who would pull certain strings to release the music in the way he wanted. Graziella was under a spell, the noise that came out from the doll sitting on the hill was captivating, it lifted the vocal flower and gave it more water and more light. The flower then grew into a plant that was rooted next to another deep rooted slightly bigger plant, it was known in latin as Skrimbulus Skreinulus. It was a rhythmical preverbial. Belonged to long lost brother Skrein who was also enraptured by the tunes the doll sang. The roots of both plants tangled and became more visible to the eye. A glint was caught by the giant child, and he snapped up the plants and crammed them inside the head of the doll sitting on the hill and started pulling strings and pressing buttons, together the mother board and the plants shaped a new, more bright and intriguing reverberation at the sounds of Mama Said.



to be continued.