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ATL 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖜𝖆𝖛𝖊

[ravelatl]

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There's so much pain around me I can't keep track. So I wrote a song about it. I can't overstate how important it is to accept the inevitability of pain without accepting a passive role. By that, I mean you'll drive yourself crazy trying to fix things you can't fix, but it's all for nothing if you don't work towards fixing the things you can. Small gestures of kindness. A listening ear. Appreciate aspects of your reflection. Give yourself credit for the good you bring to the people around you. Keep a record of kindness shown to you, for the times you can't see past the hurt. Pain is not the fulcrum of our existence; it's a byproduct. We don't have to be ruled by it. Nothing meant anything until we gave it a meaning. History didn't exist until we recorded it. If you're tired of the bad, be so good it hurts.

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“erased” is out in two days. the lyrical imagery of this song was borne of a dreamworld vignette, and the central theme of memory loss follows the crescendo of pain and struggle as a result of many forms of mental illness. this common thread is seldom mentioned in mental health dialogues, and I want to inspire awareness and hopefully, epiphanies in those who also deal with this.

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just uploaded this yesterday ffo: midtempo, crunchy/dreamy synth, diy, looking death in the face and saying "sorry bud not today, i just read a little sartre and now i think im gonna manifest my own reason to live"

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my last couple days, like much of georgia, were spent without power. like surprise camping. i made food and coffee over an open fire and read by candlelight. i broke in the hatchet my love gave me for my birthday, which was day one of the outage (and the day i was supposed to release a music video). i wrote a country song on my acoustic. i sat in the stillness and watched the light flicker around me.

if you expect to be defeated, you will lie down and die and be defeated. i watch as so many people around me lay down. i can’t make everything better, but at least i try.

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cooped-up musician syndrome

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bout to start brainstorming/filming for the next music video🤙✨

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Heavy Rain

Heavy Rain, a song by Ravel on Spotify

story time. so i'm on an a/v job and ended up working closely with this cute girl for a good chunk of it. got to talking and she said she's a producer so im like, true true, same, hell yeah, etc. she's saying all day she wants to collab and i'm super down after hearing a little bit of her work, plus she's extremely cute so i'm like hell yes, let's talk lmao. she gets my info when we're about to leave and i'm like dope, ok, neat. so she sends me a few files and i write a song with one. she's like hold up, someone already bought that beat. i'm like ok... lol whyd you send it without saying so she's weird about it and ends up just sorta, unfollowing me on ig and not saying shit after that. i'd also been lowkey flirting and saw possible-girlfriend in pics after the fact, so ok it's whatever, but why do monogamous people gotta be so damn uncommunicative anyway i rewrote the entire track around the vocals and that's the story of how i wrote heavy rain. lmao

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vibe with me

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spooky time baby

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chill out for sec

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otherworld was released over two years ago, and for some reason i incorrectly imagined it would have faded from memory by now. i am so grateful.

i don’t know if i ever really explained the cover: a fire through the bottom of a tinted glass. “otherworld” is a vague term for the feeling when the night stretches into timelessness. moments like an aside in a very serious, academic book letting you know it’s not that serious. or that it’s more serious than any of us thought. or that none of it matters anyway so you might as well find what makes you feel happy and fulfilled and do that and fuck the rest.

that we’d have nearly two hundred thousand words to use and none of them feel adequate in these moments.

here in this album i watch the love leave my lover’s eyes. i watch people around me turn away. i watch myself unravel and i watch myself pick up the pieces to make someone new. watching the fire sing its neutral song of order-bringing chaos in the eternal night, through my own small, tinted perspective.

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i miss my friends

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I just desperately cling to my one strand, the only one not bound to fray.