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Kaveh was born in 1976 in Shiraz; the Persian city of poetry & music. . He started keyboard and piano studies at an early age. At age 17 he was deeply touched by the magical combination of piano, bass and drums of some contemporary recording and music became an important part of his life ever since. After years of classical piano as a teenager, he revealed his love and passion for creation by composing orchestral music with grandiose ambitions. After immigrating to California at age 23, he devoted much of his time to studying composition,orchestration & film music at different music institutions including Cal-state Long Beach and etc...
Kaveh has benefited from many great musicians such as Shardad Rohani, Perry LaMarca, Daniel Luzko, (the late) Babak Bayat and many others both in Iran and the USA and has collaborated with many musicians from different places. He has arranged his original composition "Eternity" for the Irvine Valley College wind symphony in 2001. He also collaborated with Orchestra Surreal for a concert featuring his original music in 2003 in Long Beach, California. Both performances were well received.
Kaveh celebrates passion & freedom through his music. Over time his compositions have evolved into a unique blend of ethnic and western vibes that manifests as a fresh sound of the Persian contemporary music Kaveh also enjoys odd rhythms and blending different music cultures. In one of his signature works titled "Shadow Dance" for instance, once can hear a marriage of Persian 4-Mezrab piano with the Mediterranean 7/8 rhythm and the Indian color of Sitar and Turkish Udo along with the western sounds of electronic guitar and the orchestra. This work has been widely appreciated by world music enthusiasts. In his new album "Rain", he has attempted to compose in different styles which ranges from newage, jazz & bossanova to hints of flamenco and Persian classical music.
He has also been a great enthusiast of film music and has enjoyed scoring numbers of short films along with parts of the soundtracks for the recently released documentary " Iran, the forgotten glory".
Kaveh's music reveals his love and passion for his homeland folk-music and represents his effort for writing passionate music for those who seek deep and influential music.
He simply believes in the Persian proverb that reads: "what stems from the heart will affect the heart of the audience " ...
Besides musical ambitions, Kaveh has earned a medical degree and is currently a practicing physician in South Florida. He is grateful for his support and encouragement he received from his family throughout the years.
Currently Kaveh resides in Miami Beach. He can be found at www.kavehpiano.com
Homie
Kaveh Lyrics
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Men fuck it, jeg er stolt av de
Står der og venter på det jævla øyeblikket bordet snur
Og jeg fanger den bransjen her inni neven min
Husker jeg var dritredd
Husker tida ingen stod på vår side
Alle kveldene jeg drømmer om å gjøre noe større
Enn det som er designa for meg i livet
For klikken min var "down" på langsikt
Og plutselig vil folk ta en del av det
Nå som avstanden fra meg og målet kun er et par skritt
Boy, jeg er ikke dum man. Men jeg bare smiler for det
For dypt inni disse fucker'ne veit at de lyver
Men jeg ler og later som om jeg virkelig er med
For det er Cool man
De pleide å sove på meg som om de lå i koma
Men så ringer vekkerklokka så fort de ser
At jeg setter punktum der disse rappere bare satt komma
Bitch, jeg er på´n
Dritten her er vår
Stedet her er packed, det er meg de roper på
Gjorde aldri rap for å bli riks-hore
Jeg gjør fuckings rap for å lage historie
Bror, det er K
For homie du var med
Selv om sola vår gikk ned
Og vi gjorde alle tinga ingen trodde skulle skje
For homie du var med
Selv om sola vår gikk ned
Og vi gjorde alle tinga ingen trodde skulle skje
Fuck, vi ha'kke ikke tid til å sove
Tiden vår har verdifull; Rolex
Dritten her er bare svart-hvitt som et sjakkbrett
Derfor styrer vi hvert steg som et sjakktrekk
Mo'fuck det å la noen gå forbi
Så ned på meg, men ingen ser ned på vi
Skulle ønske å få navnet på papiret
For de ville bli som Ryan-Air, fått spenn bare jeg driter
Gått fra det steget, de la drømmene til side
Handler ikke om hva du heter, men hva du putter i det
Bare "Wow, du har vokst siden sist, K"
Jeg bare "Yeah, det har lommeboka mi og"
Denne går ut til klikken
Til de som digga musikken
Til de som så håpet hvor ingen så det
Så bli med meg på veien til toppen
For homie du var med
Selv om sola vår gikk ned
Og vi gjorde alle tinga ingen trodde skulle skje
For homie du var med
Selv om sola vår gikk ned
Og vi gjorde alle tinga ingen trodde skulle skje
The Norwegian lyrics in Kaveh's song "Homie" address the insecurities and doubts that he had about his ability to succeed in the rap industry. Despite the support and encouragement he received from his friends, it was the fear of failure that kept him on edge as he waited for that moment of validation. He reminisces about the times when no one believed in him and the constant struggle to achieve more than what was predetermined for him by society.
Kaveh's message is one of appreciation for his homies (friends) who stuck by him even when things were tough. The song is also about his pursuit of success and the pressure he feels to fulfill his potential. Kaveh acknowledges that he is still fighting to reach his goals, but he is confident that with his hard work and his homies' support, he will make history.
Overall, "Homie" is a reflection of the relentless pursuit of success and the importance of having a supportive network of friends who believe in you.
Line by Line Meaning
De sier 'K, vi er stolt av deg'
They say 'K, we are proud of you'
Men fuck it, jeg er stolt av de
But f*** it, I am proud of them
Står der og venter på det jævla øyeblikket bordet snur
Standing there waiting for the damn moment when the table turns
Og jeg fanger den bransjen her inni neven min
And I grasp this industry in the palm of my hand
Husker jeg var dritredd
I remember being scared s***less
Husker tida ingen stod på vår side
Remember the time when no one was on our side
Alle kveldene jeg drømmer om å gjøre noe større
All the nights I dream of doing something greater
Enn det som er designa for meg i livet
Than what is designed for me in life
Yo, lett å skille mellom ett og to ansikt
Yo, it's easy to distinguish between one and two faces
For klikken min var 'down' på langsikt
Because my clique was 'down' for the long haul
Og plutselig vil folk ta en del av det
And suddenly people want a piece of it
Nå som avstanden fra meg og målet kun er et par skritt
Now that the distance between me and the goal is only a few steps
Boy, jeg er ikke dum man. Men jeg bare smiler for det
Boy, I'm not stupid. But I just smile for it
For dypt inni disse fucker'ne veit at de lyver
Because deep down these f***ers know they're lying
Men jeg ler og later som om jeg virkelig er med
But I laugh and pretend like I'm really with them
For det er Cool man
Because that's cool, man
De pleide å sove på meg som om de lå i koma
They used to sleep on me like they were in a coma
Men så ringer vekkerklokka så fort de ser
But then the alarm clock rings as soon as they see
At jeg setter punktum der disse rappere bare satt komma
That I end sentences where these rappers only put commas
Bitch, jeg er på´n
Bitch, I'm on it
Dritten her er vår
This s*** is ours
Stedet her er packed, det er meg de roper på
The place is packed, they're calling for me
Gjorde aldri rap for å bli riks-hore
Never did rap to become a rich whore
Jeg gjør fuckings rap for å lage historie
I do f***ing rap to make history
Bror, det er K
Brother, it's K
For homie du var med
Because homie, you were there
Selv om sola vår gikk ned
Even though our sun set
Og vi gjorde alle tinga ingen trodde skulle skje
And we did all the things no one thought would happen
Fuck, vi ha'kke ikke tid til å sove
F***, we don't have time to sleep
Tiden vår har verdifull; Rolex
Our time is valuable; Rolex
Dritten her er bare svart-hvitt som et sjakkbrett
This s*** is just black and white like a chessboard
Derfor styrer vi hvert steg som et sjakktrekk
So we control each step like a chess move
Mo'fuck det å la noen gå forbi
Mo'f***, letting someone pass by
Så ned på meg, men ingen ser ned på vi
Looking down on me, but no one looks down on us
Skulle ønske å få navnet på papiret
Wishing to get the name on the paper
For de ville bli som Ryan-Air, fått spenn bare jeg driter
Because they would be like Ryan-Air, only getting change while I get rich
Gått fra det steget, de la drømmene til side
Moved past that step, they put their dreams aside
Handler ikke om hva du heter, men hva du putter i det
It's not about your name, but what you put into it
Bare 'Wow, du har vokst siden sist, K'
Just 'Wow, you've grown since last time, K'
Jeg bare 'Yeah, det har lommeboka mi og'
I just say 'Yeah, so has my wallet'
Denne går ut til klikken
This one goes out to the clique
Til de som digga musikken
To those who love the music
Til de som så håpet hvor ingen så det
To those who saw hope where no one else did
Så bli med meg på veien til toppen
So come with me on the road to the top
Contributed by Lucy F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.