now is not here spun will
you want or may feel
you need to be
those pickle peppercorn voices
can wait
not now spins
is where no else
you can’t pimp the rhythm bothways
time owes what us
note on every hit that extirpate
who are ask
wall anchor amygdala only chapter 2
intros muck mulls
found dead wire
aewatkins(c)2021
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About a. edward watkins
With the exception of 2 years study of western music theory and harmony- I am a
self taught percussionist, writer and abstract painter. Not your drummer boy drummer - not your writerly writer nor the painterly painter. Creativity is an integral aspect
of my existence - as it is for us all - in some form or another. My experiences in life
have informed and shaped my world view profoundly. I am the disrupter - the never quite satisfied - the relentless creator of word, sound and image. I question the answers and question the questions.