Vast or VAST is the name of more than one artist:
1) American industrial… Read Full Bio ↴Vast or VAST is the name of more than one artist:
1) American industrial rock band
2) trance, alias of Bernie Eller
3) Drum n Bass
1) VAST stands for Visual Audio Sensory Theater, and is the brainchild of Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter and musician Jon Crosby.
VAST's sound is identifiable as ambient electro-rock with considerable industrial and acoustic influences, usually made with Crosby's traditional acoustic guitar, electronic instruments and processing, drum-driven tracks, and heavy bass. In recent years, however, VAST's sound has been more identifiable with acoustic rock in releases such as April and Me and You.
The musical outfit began in rather minimalist fashion when Jon was only sixteen, with the other members of the outfit being a drum machine and a bass player.
Their real rise to fame began when a local radio station granted consistent air-time to their demo tape, after which Crosby sent demo tapes to New York City recording companies, eventually signing with Elektra Records. Thomas Froggatt, Steve Clark, and Rowan Robertson made up the hastily-assembled band along with Crosby. After touring America and releasing their first album named simply Visual Audio Sensory Theater (1998), they began work on a second album, entitled Music for People (2000). Before it was finished, Robertson left in pursuit of a solo career. After auditioning, Justin Cotta was chosen to replace him. The new quartet began another US tour. In 2001, Cotta and Clark decided to leave the band to form their own.
VAST's next album, Nude, was preceded by the online release of the unmastered demo tracks, which were grouped into separate downloads known as Turquoise and Crimson . Some of the feedback from the fans regarding the demo tracks was taken into account when choosing the tracks for Nude, which was released on February 24, 2004. Two months after the release, the band began the new tour with a new lineup. Towards the end of 2004 when it became clear working with other labels was a bad idea, Crosby started his own label, 2Blossoms Records & Media, and began selling a double CD of the Turquoise and Crimson download albums from the VAST website, mastered and with new artwork, simply entitled Turquoise & Crimson. Strong online sales indicated that a retail release would be well received, and Turquoise and Crimson was officially released May 30th, 2006.
Crosby's model of selling cheap downloads of demo tracks before the completion of the recording process was repeated with the next album, April, which was available in an 'online version' before the album was finished. The final version included five new tracks and alternate (finished) versions of the tracks carried over from the online version. The release version of April is now available as a download from the VAST site, and they plan to release a limited collectors edition CD over the summer of 2007 before the retail release date is scheduled.
http://www.realvast.com
1) American industrial… Read Full Bio ↴Vast or VAST is the name of more than one artist:
1) American industrial rock band
2) trance, alias of Bernie Eller
3) Drum n Bass
1) VAST stands for Visual Audio Sensory Theater, and is the brainchild of Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter and musician Jon Crosby.
VAST's sound is identifiable as ambient electro-rock with considerable industrial and acoustic influences, usually made with Crosby's traditional acoustic guitar, electronic instruments and processing, drum-driven tracks, and heavy bass. In recent years, however, VAST's sound has been more identifiable with acoustic rock in releases such as April and Me and You.
The musical outfit began in rather minimalist fashion when Jon was only sixteen, with the other members of the outfit being a drum machine and a bass player.
Their real rise to fame began when a local radio station granted consistent air-time to their demo tape, after which Crosby sent demo tapes to New York City recording companies, eventually signing with Elektra Records. Thomas Froggatt, Steve Clark, and Rowan Robertson made up the hastily-assembled band along with Crosby. After touring America and releasing their first album named simply Visual Audio Sensory Theater (1998), they began work on a second album, entitled Music for People (2000). Before it was finished, Robertson left in pursuit of a solo career. After auditioning, Justin Cotta was chosen to replace him. The new quartet began another US tour. In 2001, Cotta and Clark decided to leave the band to form their own.
VAST's next album, Nude, was preceded by the online release of the unmastered demo tracks, which were grouped into separate downloads known as Turquoise and Crimson . Some of the feedback from the fans regarding the demo tracks was taken into account when choosing the tracks for Nude, which was released on February 24, 2004. Two months after the release, the band began the new tour with a new lineup. Towards the end of 2004 when it became clear working with other labels was a bad idea, Crosby started his own label, 2Blossoms Records & Media, and began selling a double CD of the Turquoise and Crimson download albums from the VAST website, mastered and with new artwork, simply entitled Turquoise & Crimson. Strong online sales indicated that a retail release would be well received, and Turquoise and Crimson was officially released May 30th, 2006.
Crosby's model of selling cheap downloads of demo tracks before the completion of the recording process was repeated with the next album, April, which was available in an 'online version' before the album was finished. The final version included five new tracks and alternate (finished) versions of the tracks carried over from the online version. The release version of April is now available as a download from the VAST site, and they plan to release a limited collectors edition CD over the summer of 2007 before the retail release date is scheduled.
http://www.realvast.com
Blue
Vast Lyrics
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Yeah, get my voice, get the clarity
Sunzini the flame
Let me drop a little something hot, what?
Yeah (we here)
(Yo, turn my vocals up, son)
Turn my voice up (yeah, yo, yeah)
Yo, Brooklyn, Bo King, yeah
All my Russians come on (uh, yo)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm Vast Aire
I got to pull, I got to pull out the guitar on this one
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like Ali, better yet, Joe Louis
I will push my hands through you, I don't need bullets
Show me the signal, let's flow
I'll be outside with thirty niggas ready to go
We shine when we rhyme, so I'm, ready to glow
I liked to hem shows, I'm ready to sew
Pass me the needle, you get the cloth
Kunta'll get the thread and we'll all break bread
This is the true birth of a prince
When I die, this song'll be a footprint
I'll be back with the essence in an instant
I heard about Ason, and burnt an incense
Life's ill, don't get it pretzled
I can't show you, but I'll leave a stencil
I'm talking 'bout what matters, not figures
I'm pointing at the moon and you looking at my finger
Come correctly and I don't really give a fuck
Who won't accept me, you see?
I gotta do this for the underground, broke it down
Coney Isle, BK to Uptown, yeah, they gonna know me now
I'm up in the kitchen cooking up some hot shit
Just ask your boy Raekwon, he gon' tell you how I spit, yeah
Byata live it, it's a hustle every day
I'm on the grind tryna see this million pay day
But I stay shining, catch me when I'm up in the scene
Rocking the surplus русская девка silk screens, yeah
Gorilla style, don't make me have to wild out
With the surrealer for realer, caveat, come tell 'bout
Making moves, paying dues on the evening news
The Russian lifestyle, bitches, we never lose
Now give me another blast of that green
'Til I get open and I'm nasty with the sixteen, yeah
They don't even know what's coming
'Til them got them rubbing off the rooster
Chick from C.I. To Brighton Beach, yeah, we Russian sick (sick)
Woo, yeah, yeah, we Russian sick (sick)
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, the chick is sick (yo, come on, yo)
I'm Young Abraham in front of the projects puffing
If I honor myself then my honor is nothing
Even a spirit of evil in the veins of a junkie
Pay peanuts and you get monkeys
Honkey see, honkey do, yeah, Yacub the foul serpent
Amongst crack dealers, street merchants, Bo King
Yeah, flows from out of my mouth
Up North, Down South, yeah, I'm never without
Extra heat on some black burner, semi assault
Buccaneer, yeah, I'm bucking near holes in your port
'Cause you ain't bustin' nothing, that's studio edits
Who doing the shooting? Your engineer gettin' all the credit
So while you busting shots in a four hour session
I'll be aiming at cops in the name of oppression
Mac-1 to the second power, clap off end
I can hit anything up close or far away
Spray lead at the governor's head 'cause he don't wanna
Break bread with the slaves that never been fed
One for my son's money, two for the show
Three, I gets busy, four, I'm out the door, bro
Five, the click get live, the Sunn'll jive
Blaze that haze in the East, that purple kush on the Westside
Tech vests with the metal slides, from rebel Bedstuy
I do or die, high on the ride
This revolution will be televised, through mics, I'm mesmerized
Sight spies, small fries, living lies
Testing the flame, will get you blowned out the fucking frame
I don't bang, but I will let that Eagle reign
Never catch me tucking the chain, I'm gutter grain
That's word to mther main, sustained in this fucking game
Yeah, he shines like aluminum foil, make the mic boil
Ladies and gentleman, introducing, I'm loyal
Bloodlines royal, hood raised never spoiled
I'm quick to bury a snake, Jake, beneath the soil
Twist that backwood berry croyal
Taste the green as it broil and watch it burn like oil
That independent who stays major, rule one, about my paper
It all started on the block with small cash capers
A force of nature, my mom and pops ain't no glass makers
And if I see you on some shit, I'm a fair shaker
I let it out like Sharon Vegas, serving traitors
Y'all niggas now I shine across the equator
Sunzini the flame
Let me drop a little something hot, what?
Yeah (we here)
(Yo, turn my vocals up, son)
Turn my voice up (yeah, yo, yeah)
Yo, Brooklyn, Bo King, yeah
All my Russians come on (uh, yo)
I'm Vast Aire
I got to pull, I got to pull out the guitar on this one
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like Ali, better yet, Joe Louis
I will push my hands through you, I don't need bullets
Show me the signal, let's flow
I'll be outside with thirty niggas ready to go
We shine when we rhyme, so I'm, ready to glow
I liked to hem shows, I'm ready to sew
Pass me the needle, you get the cloth
Kunta'll get the thread and we'll all break bread
This is the true birth of a prince
When I die, this song'll be a footprint
I'll be back with the essence in an instant
I heard about Ason, and burnt an incense
Life's ill, don't get it pretzled
I can't show you, but I'll leave a stencil
I'm talking 'bout what matters, not figures
I'm pointing at the moon and you looking at my finger
Come correctly and I don't really give a fuck
Who won't accept me, you see?
I gotta do this for the underground, broke it down
Coney Isle, BK to Uptown, yeah, they gonna know me now
I'm up in the kitchen cooking up some hot shit
Just ask your boy Raekwon, he gon' tell you how I spit, yeah
Byata live it, it's a hustle every day
I'm on the grind tryna see this million pay day
But I stay shining, catch me when I'm up in the scene
Rocking the surplus русская девка silk screens, yeah
Gorilla style, don't make me have to wild out
With the surrealer for realer, caveat, come tell 'bout
Making moves, paying dues on the evening news
The Russian lifestyle, bitches, we never lose
Now give me another blast of that green
'Til I get open and I'm nasty with the sixteen, yeah
They don't even know what's coming
'Til them got them rubbing off the rooster
Chick from C.I. To Brighton Beach, yeah, we Russian sick (sick)
Woo, yeah, yeah, we Russian sick (sick)
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, the chick is sick (yo, come on, yo)
I'm Young Abraham in front of the projects puffing
If I honor myself then my honor is nothing
Even a spirit of evil in the veins of a junkie
Pay peanuts and you get monkeys
Honkey see, honkey do, yeah, Yacub the foul serpent
Amongst crack dealers, street merchants, Bo King
Yeah, flows from out of my mouth
Up North, Down South, yeah, I'm never without
Extra heat on some black burner, semi assault
Buccaneer, yeah, I'm bucking near holes in your port
'Cause you ain't bustin' nothing, that's studio edits
Who doing the shooting? Your engineer gettin' all the credit
So while you busting shots in a four hour session
I'll be aiming at cops in the name of oppression
Mac-1 to the second power, clap off end
I can hit anything up close or far away
Spray lead at the governor's head 'cause he don't wanna
Break bread with the slaves that never been fed
One for my son's money, two for the show
Three, I gets busy, four, I'm out the door, bro
Five, the click get live, the Sunn'll jive
Blaze that haze in the East, that purple kush on the Westside
Tech vests with the metal slides, from rebel Bedstuy
I do or die, high on the ride
This revolution will be televised, through mics, I'm mesmerized
Sight spies, small fries, living lies
Testing the flame, will get you blowned out the fucking frame
I don't bang, but I will let that Eagle reign
Never catch me tucking the chain, I'm gutter grain
That's word to mther main, sustained in this fucking game
Yeah, he shines like aluminum foil, make the mic boil
Ladies and gentleman, introducing, I'm loyal
Bloodlines royal, hood raised never spoiled
I'm quick to bury a snake, Jake, beneath the soil
Twist that backwood berry croyal
Taste the green as it broil and watch it burn like oil
That independent who stays major, rule one, about my paper
It all started on the block with small cash capers
A force of nature, my mom and pops ain't no glass makers
And if I see you on some shit, I'm a fair shaker
I let it out like Sharon Vegas, serving traitors
Y'all niggas now I shine across the equator
The lyrics to VAST's song "Blue" express feelings of hopelessness and a desire to escape from reality. The opening lines ask for someone to help distract the singer's mind from all the things they haven't accomplished, perhaps implying a sense of regret. The repetition of "hope is falling away from me" suggests a feeling of losing faith in oneself or the future.
The chorus lines "let's go down with the ship, let's slip into oblivion, let's slip into the blue" indicate a desire for escape, even if it is a destructive one. Going down with a ship is a metaphor for accepting the situation as hopeless and willingly sinking with it. "Oblivion" is a state of being forgotten or unnoticed, perhaps indicating a desire to disappear or become anonymous. "Slipping into the blue" could be interpreted as slipping into depression or a state of detachment from reality.
Overall, "Blue" is a melancholic song that expresses a desire for escape from the difficulties of life. The lyrics paint a picture of a person who has lost hope and is looking for a way to disappear from their problems.
Line by Line Meaning
Will you turn my mind away from,
Asking for someone to distract him from his past failures
Everything that I haven't done,
Referring to all the things that he wished he had accomplished but hasn't yet
Hope is falling away from me,
Feels like he's losing his optimism and positivity
Let's go down with the ship,
Metaphorically means to accept defeat along with the consequences that come with it
Let's slip into oblivion,
Wants to escape reality completely and disappear
Let's go down with the ship,
Reiterating the sentiment of accepting defeat and failure
Let's slip into,
Continuation of the same sentiment of escaping reality
Let's slip into the blue
The color blue symbolizes sadness and melancholy. Referring to sinking into sadness and despair
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Timothy Drayton, Theodore Arrington III, Lamar Ruff, Beatrice M. Dikker
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