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Remedy Musique

Seattle, WA [USA]



I go by the name of Remedy. Being raised in New Orleans, I developed a love for spirituality and music at a young age. Though I did not get into creating music until 22, and yet, I figure it was always a part of me. Music is alive, and it speaks to the innermost part of a person. In like manner, I hold spirituality in the same regard.

No one can govern another person’s spiritual journey. It is as unique as DNA, which leads me to why I constantly promote that if you take up the mantle of truth and dabble in the art of knowledge, you must understand your obligation to enlighten the masses. It is the unspoken, yet understood, obligations of an artist.



I take up my duty and utilize my talent to reason with the world. I use my platform to tackle hard issues and raise awareness to blinded individuals. I have nothing else to offer. I only speak of Love and of Hurt, of Truths and of Falsehoods. Lies and Traditions, Systems and Principalities, Spiritualities and Cultures, Conformities and Fallacies. I am a man of balance and peace. I believe in a right-of-way to life. 

You can listen to my music and hear the soul. You can feel the heartbeat and resonate with it. I’m not looking for fame as you know it, I just want you to hear my music and evolve with me. Let us all groove toward the light and step in peace and love, adapting a strong awareness of perfect existence, and of perfect balance. 

To the Most Highest, the source of all existence, be all the glory, Salah!



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It’s OK to cry, shed great tears,
Because I feel, and when I feel, I mean really feel, I feel.

Locked up in my throat, with each breath I can't breathe, I can’t cope.
And then, there are moments, like this when I am called to come forth. To recall the joy, the love, the hope.
That’s all you Spanky, so much bigger than the Grave. Your shining example moves me so, to be diligent, to be brave. Thankful for the simplistic yet dynamic lessons you gave.
Because in the strength of my heart I care, I feel, and when I feel, I mean really feel, I feel.

And who, out God's name, turned that into a bad thing? Who told you don’t cry? Who told you to hold back that feel? My Spanky is gone. My Willie is gone. My Debra, gone.
And reverse in that order and in that same order they live.

So, Lord wipe these tears as they fall from me, and Feel
Feel my hurt,
Feel my pain,
Feel my burden,
Feel my strain,
To whomever said to me hush little baby don’t you cry is a thief, a headache, a sore in my eyes.
You’re a hindrance to the growth and strength I gain inside.

To rise-up continually a soldier. In the army of the Lord, I’m that soldier, yet strong enough to cry.
Never losing hope I lament, with a great lamentation, in the joy of an assured salvation. With each shout and each cry, the transitioning of a loved one. Spank! Spank! Boss-Hog!

We hear God speak, woe to the meek.
We let ourselves heal, and feel, and when we feel, I mean really feel, we feel.

See, how we’ve grown, I mean we have really grown, we the Moms, we the Dads, Uncles and Aunties now. Can y’all believe that? and Though the best of us has gone for now. There’s still so much more to come. So, we keep the faith until we shine bright as the Son. As we learn to Live, to Love, and Be Good and Strong.
Moving Righteously and Faithfully, in haste towards the ever-Living God, growing ever stronger by the generations the Faith, the Strength, the Life, the Love, the Feel.

To My brother Spanky.

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    01. Leave It Alone
    Remedy Musique

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