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It's not often you get to meet a man inhabited by a profound shade of blue, a bird that does not sing or talk, a train-jumper confined to the city. Clay and Friends got together with the enigmatic James Potvin and the magnificient Marilou Turgeon to blend the soul of Hip hop and the cry of the Blues for this newest installement of the All Day Jam Series. This episode innovates with it's storyline which contains animation hand-crafted by Karimi Nion from K.I.D.S

Lead Vocals: Marilou Turgeon

Six strings: James Potvin

Bass: Pascal Boisseau

Beatbox: Aydell

Storytelling: Clay

Mixed and recorded by Frederic Messier at Silver Stag studio with the help and knowledge of Arthur Gaumont :

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Shot by: Mistere - Elias Touil

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Edited by: Yalc

Animation: Karimi Nion

Actress: Clara Sergerie

Lyrics:

I'm going going back back

Where the sunshine meeting with the train track

I Want to speak to the wind like J.J Cale,

Say Salamalecum Malecum Salam

People like the Moon when it hits the sea

Illuminate the surface but thoughts run deep

I wanna run from the buildings scraping the sky

I just wanna live, aint waiting to die

Hey you, hangin alone

Showed me how to live but now you’re gone

Will you ever come back -

Save me from the city that a got me trapped

The alarm is my phone, no time to think

His is the sun when the moon gonna sink

Im begging my pillow, a minute of sleep

He packed his bag and he ready to leave

Grey cloud in the sky, he hide from the rain,

I stand in the shower washin off the shame

I put on my costume, his is the same,

It got stories and smells from the past twenty days

The engine go quiet, he ready to jump,

Didnt pay for my pass, its the first of the month

The metro is packed, I fight for a spot,

Im pushin in shoving, I cant miss my stop

Im checking my watch, Im gonna be late,

Time don’t exist when wind blow in your face

He lights a cigar, blows out the smoke,

Thinking that life is an en-deless joke

I step into class, no one knows my name

The teacher goes on bout’ importance of grades

He plays with the wind, I click on the screen

He goes to a school where the learning is free,

I smile at a girl, she looks away

Scribbling notes fraid’ of minimum wage

I remember a paper, due date was last week

He writes in a journal that nobody reads

The line on his page, are sinuous roads

Continuous flows of the tunes he compose,

He pulls out his slide, I pull out my phone,

The boss man calling won’t leave me alone,

The ring of the bell, setting me free,

The hum of the engine gonna rock me to sleep,

Do he get to live? While I just pretend,

Wake up tomorrow to do it again