In the nineties, Vienna became famous for its electronic music scene and Bernhard Fleischmann found its unique place in it. A laptop, sound loops, rhythm patterns. A gig at the legendary picknick@rhiz festival. Indulging melodies, but never sugary, surrounded by tricky rhythm structures. Songs, not just tracks, arranged on an impressing record – “pop loops for breakfast” found the love story between Bernhard Fleischmann and the young label Morr Music in autumn 1998. The “Sidonie EP” followed in 1999. Bernhard Fleischmann became a busy live artist, touring through Austria, Germany, Europe, the USA and nearly the rest of the world. The album “Choir of Empty Beds” was released on Fuzzy Box (2000). Besides, tracks for compilations on Morr Music (“Putting the Morr back into Morrissey“) and other labels – Christof Kurzmann’s Vienna based label Charizma, for instance. Bernhard Fleischmann’s “Nico”-7inch was the opener for the Morr Music-series “a number of small things” (2001).
Later came “Welcome Tourist” (autumn 2001) featuring Christof Kurzmann.
Together with Herbert Weixelbaum Bernhard Fleischmann formed Duo 505, delicate pulsing electronica. Their album “late” was released in autumn 2005 on Morr Music.
Together with Christof Kurzmann, Burkhard Stangl, Martin Siewert and Werner Dafeldecker – those who already have played one song together on “Welcome Tourist” – he founded The Year of, a country-esque chamber orchestra with slide guitars, clarinets, interferences, echo chambers. Songs in cinemascope, electro-acoustic experiences. Their debut “Slow Days” was released in spring 2006 also on Morr Music.
And there is „The Humbucking Coil“ Bernhard Fleischmann’s third solo record released in February 2006 – euphoric pop in slow motion, rustling rhythm patterns, songs that linger and indulge. Vibraphone, piano, electric guitars in a still electronic working process. Pop songs of course.
Bernhard Fleischmann is also the composer for different film scores: Bady Mincks “Am Anfang war der Blick“ (shown in Cannes 2003); Jörg Kalts “Crash Test Dummies” (shown at the berlinale 2005); and Marc Bauders and Dörte Frankes “Jeder schweigt von etwas anderem” (shown at the Berlinale 2006).
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drops
B. Fleischmann Lyrics
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Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
We connected like a Hot Spot
GPS it back to my spot
Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
Got his biddie jumpin' like its Hop Scotch
Drop top driving with my leg out (leg out)
Cali breeze different throw some bread out
She ain't sexin' Imma head out(I'm out man)
We got bank, dice game tryn' air it out
Niggas be talkin', ain't bout it
He mad at me cause I got it
I'm in the hood with the violence
Don't believe me check the mileage
I'm bout the bread, ignoring the drama
I want the head... If we being honest
Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
We connected like a Hot Spot
GPS it back to my spot
Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
Got his biddie jumpin' like its Hop Scotch
Slow work her like a Crock pot
Slow workin', slow twerkin' she's a hot dragon
That's a rare breed make sure that I got Magnums
Hair weave laid neat, but do not grab it
She faithfully thanks me that's without gaggin
Head is on track
I park the...
Car In the dark, cop the head in da back
I can not relax, she going dumb, head is on crack
Then lemme smash, back shots gave it smack
Right After that I'm
Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
We connected like a Hot Spot
GPS it back to my spot
Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
Got his biddie jumpin' like its Hop Scotch
Slow work her like a crock pot
The song “Drops” by B. Fleischmann describes the artist's experience of riding through the hood with his lady in a drop-top car. The song starts with a catchy hook “Stay Low Stack High”, a phrase often used as motivational words for making and keeping money. The artist proudly depicts his financial success, as his passengers sport his logo on their crop tops. The song also highlights a clear connection between the artist and his girl, who is compared to a hot spot. The GPS guides them back to the artist's crib.
As the song progresses, the artist continues to describe his sexual prowess and the thrilling experience he has with his lady. The lyrics go on to say that the rider cannot relax as his lady's head game is too good. He praises her body by stating that she's a “hot dragon” and that her hair weave is immaculately laid. The artist also makes it clear that he is, without a doubt, sexually satisfied by his partner as he describes taking her to the back of the car to have sex before returning to riding through the hood.
Overall, the song “Drops” by B. Fleischmann is an ode to the rapper's luxurious lifestyle, financial success, sexual prowess, and love for his lady, making for a catchy and provocative hip hop tune.
Line by Line Meaning
STAY LOW STACK HIGH!
Keep a low profile but aim for financial success.
Ridin' through the hood in a drop top
Driving through a rough neighborhood in a convertible.
Passenger got the Logo on her Crop top (S.L.S.H!)
The passenger is wearing clothing with the logo of Stay Low Stack High (S.L.S.H).
We connected like a Hot Spot
We have a strong, fast and stable connection, like a Wi-Fi hotspot.
GPS it back to my spot
Use GPS to navigate back to my place.
Got his biddie jumpin' like its Hop Scotch
Got his girl excited and playful like children playing hopscotch.
Slow work her like a Crock pot
Take it slow with her, like a crock pot cooking food on low heat for a long time.
Drop top driving with my leg out (leg out)
Relaxing while driving with one leg outside of the car in a laid-back manner.
Cali breeze different throw some bread out
The California breeze feels different, so throw some money out to feel luxurious.
She ain't sexin' Imma head out(I'm out man)
If she's not interested in sex, I'm leaving.
We got bank, dice game tryn' air it out
We have money, so let's roll the dice and try our luck.
Niggas be talkin', ain't bout it
Some people talk a big game, but they're not actually about it (not actually living a dangerous lifestyle).
He mad at me 'cause I got it
He's jealous of my success and wealth.
I'm in the hood with the violence
I'm in a dangerous neighborhood where violence is common.
Don't believe me check the mileage
If you don't believe me, look at how far I've come (represented by the mileage on my car).
I'm bout the bread, ignoring the drama
I'm focused on making money and ignoring any unnecessary drama.
I want the head... If we being honest
I want oral sex, to be honest.
Slow workin', slow twerkin' she's a hot dragon
She's moving slowly and dancing seductively, like a dragon who breathes fire (hotness).
That's a rare breed make sure that I got Magnums
She's a special and unique person, so I'm making sure I have the right size of condoms for protection.
Hair weave laid neat, but do not grab it
Her hair extensions are nicely done, but don't touch them too roughly.
She faithfully thanks me that's without gaggin
She gratefully performs oral sex on me without gagging (choking).
Head is on track
She's doing a good job with the oral sex.
I park the... Car In the dark, cop the head in da back
I park the car in a dark place and receive oral sex in the back seat.
I can not relax, she going dumb, head is on crack
I can't relax because she's doing such an amazing job with the oral sex.
Then lemme smash, back shots gave it smack
Then let me have sex with her from behind, which feels powerful (like a smack).
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Written by: Courtney Barrett
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