Ceschi Ramos is a rapper and singer from Connecticut who has been hopping g… Read Full Bio ↴Ceschi Ramos is a rapper and singer from Connecticut who has been hopping genres and spilling guts for the better part of two decades. He has been seen outside venues at 3am in Germany playing an acoustic guitar and singing to people that didn’t want the show to end. He has written poems to fans from behind bars whilst locked up on bogus marijuana charges. He has suffered a spiral fracture of the humerus while arm wrestling a marine in Hawaii. He has recorded with and toured alongside some of independent rap music’s most influential figures, including Sage Francis, Busdriver and Astronautalis. He has been in bands described as hardcore, crunk rap, lo-fi synth pop, Latin progressive and psych-jazz-rap. He has crafted abstracted and personal narratives mining the depths of depression and heights of hope. He has slept on countless floors when hotels weren’t in the touring budget and lost girlfriends and jobs all for the love of creating and performing.
Ceschi was born with four fingers on his right hand, which served as partial inspiration for the name of his DIY record label, Fake Four, Inc. Those who have worked with him describe Ceschi as one of the most artist-friendly labelheads out there, a rare breed who values art over profit almost to a fault. Since 2008, he has curated a roster of wildly original and critically praised talent and put out albums from the likes of Open Mike Eagle, Buck 65, Sister Crayon and Dark Time Sunshine in addition to his solo records The One Man Band Broke Up and Broken Bone Ballads.
An engaging, theatrical live performer, Ceschi Ramos has treated entire venues like a stage, viewing the middle of the audience or an empty barstool as good a place as any to perform a soul-baring folk song or tongue-twisting rap track. Ceschi once described himself in song as “a martyr at most… a failure at least” and said that, “In the eyes of history I’ll be no more than a leaf on a tree.” He knows what it is to suffer for his art and is aware that music exploring the ugliness and sorrow of the human condition will always exist on the fringes of a game dominated by disposable escapism and expensive publicists. Yet he still pours everything he has into his craft, and on any given night you can find him tracking vocals at his cousin’s New Haven studio, warmly greeting fans and friends at a dive bar merch booth or rapping double-time in Japan or Europe for audiences that often don’t speak his language, but are able to see the giant heart at the core of it all.
Ceschi was born with four fingers on his right hand, which served as partial inspiration for the name of his DIY record label, Fake Four, Inc. Those who have worked with him describe Ceschi as one of the most artist-friendly labelheads out there, a rare breed who values art over profit almost to a fault. Since 2008, he has curated a roster of wildly original and critically praised talent and put out albums from the likes of Open Mike Eagle, Buck 65, Sister Crayon and Dark Time Sunshine in addition to his solo records The One Man Band Broke Up and Broken Bone Ballads.
An engaging, theatrical live performer, Ceschi Ramos has treated entire venues like a stage, viewing the middle of the audience or an empty barstool as good a place as any to perform a soul-baring folk song or tongue-twisting rap track. Ceschi once described himself in song as “a martyr at most… a failure at least” and said that, “In the eyes of history I’ll be no more than a leaf on a tree.” He knows what it is to suffer for his art and is aware that music exploring the ugliness and sorrow of the human condition will always exist on the fringes of a game dominated by disposable escapism and expensive publicists. Yet he still pours everything he has into his craft, and on any given night you can find him tracking vocals at his cousin’s New Haven studio, warmly greeting fans and friends at a dive bar merch booth or rapping double-time in Japan or Europe for audiences that often don’t speak his language, but are able to see the giant heart at the core of it all.
One Hundred Dragonflies
Ceschi Lyrics
Woke up to one hundred dragonflies circling our heads
The day after you left us so alone
Now all that I can see are bright lights in spaces where you were
You were always singing
You were always there
Woke up alone today again in the dark
And the storm outside couldn't hide my brother's cries
Violent moans like those of our father when dope left his system
We need you more than you know
We need you more than ever
History left your mark on my face with this nose and hair
That still grows wild as grapevines kissing my cheeks I know you're here
So I'll hold my breath till I see shapes or see your face again
Whichever comes first, if that doesn't work I'll summon heaven
To pour down onto us all and leave us drenched wet in your scent
You are always listening
You are always here
The day after you left us so alone
Now all that I can see are bright lights in spaces where you were
You were always singing
You were always there
Woke up alone today again in the dark
And the storm outside couldn't hide my brother's cries
Violent moans like those of our father when dope left his system
We need you more than ever
History left your mark on my face with this nose and hair
That still grows wild as grapevines kissing my cheeks I know you're here
So I'll hold my breath till I see shapes or see your face again
Whichever comes first, if that doesn't work I'll summon heaven
To pour down onto us all and leave us drenched wet in your scent
You are always listening
You are always here
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Written by: GRAHAM MURAWSKY, JULIO FRANCISCO RAMOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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