Soultown Super Project

by Becca Wonka

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $6 USD  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    A real record to play in your car and keep forever - graphic design by Becca Moore - you can get it signed sealed and delivered, I'm yours.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Soultown Super Project via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      $8 USD or more 

     

1.
2.
04:56
3.
(free) 05:43
4.
5.
03:42
6.
05:17
7.
04:55
8.
9.

about

“Soultown Super” is the working title of a television drama series I have been writing for some time. The first track on this recording explains it better than I could with prose. In 1970, Gil Scott-Heron had every reason to accuse TV of enforcing an outrageously unfair status quo. Then in 1977, for eight consecutive nights, America was taken by storm by Roots, a miniseries about slavery and its aftermath. The finale was watched by over 100 million people, and 85% of all television homes saw all or part of the show. And it happened on ABC. Since then, network TV hasn't done much to educate and engage its viewers or promote social justice. But the issues are still here, and most of the power (read: money) in this country is still held by white males. We see progress, Barack is in the House, while the destructive rhetoric of conservatives is getting more extreme and widespread, with the help of an evil, well-oiled propaganda machine (yeah, I’m talking about Fox News). We need new ways to promote progressive ideas on the small screen and demand that life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness be the rights of all. The Stewarts and Colberts of this world need fiction and music to come to the rescue.

There are many obstacles in our way. Rules, labels, moral concepts, religions, myriads of little boxes and taboos, all of them subjective and meant to preserve the existing order where fear and ignorance continue to prevail. In my experience, both in France and here, this conditioning produces guilt, crushes true love and leads us to hold onto pain instead of embracing our divine nature. So much so that “letting go” only applies to the small stuff. The bigger suffering, old and new, that we learn to cherish as a virtue and source of inspiration, we have to bravely kick out and heal from. Artists don’t need to be tortured to be creative. Even the French ones. Misery is overrated (unless you never experienced it). We need happy rebels, not martyrs, to move things forward.

The Soultown Super Project allows me to blend my passions and beliefs together into one big musical story. The characters I create conjure up songs, and the script continues to be influenced by the music and lyrics that I am so fortunate to hear and feel in my heart. The different versions of myself I have witnessed over time keep weaving themselves into all of it. I intend to show that all of us can heal and grow, individually and collectively. When we commit to happiness, we gradually open up and clear that space where pain used to be...
and bliss naturally finds its way back in where it belongs.

I feel so much gratitude for where I am today. Now I see that what I went through as a child was an opportunity to access higher grounds. Layers of negative emotions got attached to my musical core at a tender age, and I sang through them all. Because the purity of my Voice was never tainted, it only felt like it was. Thank you, Universe, for sending all the right people my way. I am no longer angry or ashamed. I’m still a bit scared, impatient and self-conscious but I’m working on it.
I’m singing again! You and I win. Love wins. Namasté, mes amis. Namasté.

“I have in my head a whole army of people pleading to be let out and awaiting my
commands.”
— Anton Chekhov

“Peace is for everyone.”
— Horace Silver

credits

released February 6, 2014

Sam Hirsh: rhodes, piano, keyboard
Danny Janklow: alto flute, sax
Mike Fortunato: trumpet
Granville Young: bass
Scotty Bramer: guitar
Ryan Andrews: drums


Recorded, mixed and mastered by Nolan Shaheed at NoSound Studio, Pasadena, CA

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Becca Wonka Los Angeles, California

Becca Wonka is a Cali-French and Funky Neo-Soul Artivist powered by Conscious Hip Hop vibes.

contact / help

Contact Becca Wonka

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: The Revolution Will Now Be Televised
The revolution will now be televised
Cause brother Gil, it’s still not happening live
We’re tuning in, not copping out, as we’ve been so well advised
A hundred Watts, a million waves, and we’re still in power dive

The small screen’s widening
When the story’s gripping
Let’s show some hard earning
Some hot tears dripping
And lost girls screaming
And old school whipping
And red hate flaring
And big hearts failing

The revolution will now be televised
Cause brother brother Marvin, what’s going on now is way too jive
Their political tricks got us hypnotized
But if we ever break the spell, togetherness will thrive

The small screen’s melting
The lines are blurring
The theme song’s playing
And no Glen’s belting
The siren’s blaring
The pigs are still shooting
But Soultown is healing
And colors are winning

The revolution will now be televised
Cause brother Gil, it’s still not happening live
We’re tuning in, not copping out, as we’ve been so well advised
A hundred Watts, a million waves, and we’re still in power dive
The revolution will now be televised
Cause brother brother Marvin, what’s going on now is way too jive
Their political tricks got us hypnotized
But if we ever break the spell, this time it will be live!
Track Name: Old Orphans
The old orphans who never fully blossomed
They yearn and they hurt and they crave
That blind kind of loving that seems so very wholesome
They pine and they ache until they cave

No matter how long the road
No matter how heavy the load
And if I got no one to watch over me
I’m standing proud and bold
All the fairy tales I was never told
Won't keep me from the place where I’m free

The old orphans who try to build a kingdom
They just go all in and they pray
If luck is a lady, the game is just a zero sum
The dolls and the guys still get to play

No matter how dark the moon
No matter how sandy the dune
I’ll keep on walking alone in the night
Don’t count me out so soon
Keep your lullabies and your silver spoon
I’ll show you how to stay in a fight

No matter how long the road
No matter how heavy the load
And if I got no one to watch over me
I’m standing proud and bold
All the fairy tales I was never told
Won't keep me from the place where I’m free

The old orphans who find enough wisdom
To grab all the hands on their way
They no longer march to the beat of their broken drum
And leave behind their skies of grey
Track Name: One Window at a Time
One window at a time
Let's all let that Ray shine inside
he'll try to get us to open up
Help the city brighten up
And fan all those precious inner lights
One window at a time
Let this Ray guide us to the deeper side
He'll show our minds which way is up
Teach us to gather up
And bind all our precious inner lights
One window at a time

Some doors might close in his face
Some rats might stay in the race
But maybe the jungle will make him king
Some souls won't give it a chance
Won't go through life with grace
But surely there are some that he can swing

Can one man with a song of love and hope in his heart
Turn you softer
To yourselves and one another
Will this one roof over our heads fall apart
Or bring us together
And truly become a shelter

One window at a time
Let's all let that Ray shine inside
he'll try to get us to open up
Help the city brighten up
And fan all those precious inner lights
One window at a time

All the tiny threads that weave the fabric of your life
The little fibers
Is it what really matters
Can the glitter and the beauty that meet your eye
Make you a stronger
Or a happier beholder

One window at a time
Let this Ray guide us to the deeper side
He'll show our minds which way is up
Teach us to gather up
And bind all our precious inner lights
One window at a time

One roof over our head
One proof that hope ain't dead
One fly on the wall
One eye to see right through you all
One place
One race
One faith
That together we're stronger and we will go higher
Track Name: Little by Little Girl
After so much drama, so many salty tears
And though her sweet mama cut her wings
The little by little girl flew right through her fears
to her silver linings

For many years, she only wore black
While playing on that rainbow
Catching sweet drops of pride
Til one night, life cut her some slack
And the one who'd make her colors show
Found his place by her side

But the little by little girl
Still feels like less than a woman
And she needs to be loved by more than just one special someone
So the little by little girl
She tries to be that sparkling precious pearl
To shine in the deepest hearts and win them over
To dazzle the folks that feel like a part of her
To glamour their souls until they ignite and burn
The little by little by little girl / The little by little by little girl

Let her in, let her warm breeze blow
And her hopeless devotion to you will never waver
Such a lovely seed should have a chance to grow
Into a shimmering and scintillating technicolor treasure

But the little by little girl
Still feels like less than a woman
And she needs to be loved by more than just one special someone
So the little by little girl
She tries to be that sparkling precious pearl
To shine in the deepest hearts and win them over
To dazzle the folks that feel like a part of her
To glamour their souls until they ignite and burn…

The little by little by little girl….
Track Name: No B Side
All the other ones were opening for you
‘Till I got hit by true passion
The dimmer stars faded from view
Now you'll be my main attraction
I hope you’re there on that screen

When I turn down the light

It could be quite a lovely scene
If the scoring is right

Intoxicated by the way I feel
It’s spinning faster and it’s hard to hide
Your silky groove plays like the deal is real
I can hear that you are no B side

The set is hot and ready
All the actors are in place
When I focus on you I see
More than just a pretty face
The storyboard is crystal clear
The music’s taking shape
I’m waiting for your cue my dear
To start rolling the tape

Intoxicated by the way I feel
It’s spinning faster and it’s hard to hide
Your silky groove plays like the deal is real
I can hear that you are no B side


I lost myself in many liner notes
I want a new design
I’m tired-of writing my whole life in quotes
I need a storyline

No way this is just a bonus feature
Your melody unfolds as an original adventure
From the last row, I see scenes of my future
We’ll sit through the whole movie together

Intoxi-toxicated I still feel
Its spinning faster and it’s hard to hide
Your silky groove plays like the deal is real
I can hear that you are no B side

If they never cast a mate for your soul
I’ll be standing by
And if they ever found me fit for the role
Let that part be mine

Intoxi-toxicated I still feel
Its spinning faster and faster and it’s hard to hide
Your silky groove plays like the deal is real
I can hear it, you are no B side
Intoxi-toxicated I still feel
Its spinning faster and it’s hard to hide
Your silky groove plays like the deal is real
I can hear that you are no B side
Track Name: No Calumet
I see how history has slapped you in the face
I see a trail of tears that no time can erase
I feel the burning chains
I hear the cries of pain
Is there a chance that all the suffering was in vain?
What silver lining can we see
When we go up the family tree
Too many sowed the seeds and never owned the grain

I’m not smoking no calumet
Until these talking heads all hang in shame
My rage is all they’ll ever get
Until they take a little of the blame
The slate cannot go back to blank
The bloody stains are here to stay
The people’s court played one big prank
Some colors never even had their day
It’s now my duty to be frank
And start singing the hate away


I see how vanity has looked down on your race
How it was blind to all its beauty and its grace
I see your empty hands
The broken lives to mend
You were pushed to build your castle out of sand
What silver lining can we see
When we go down the family tree
Too many plowed the fields and never owned the land

I’m not smoking no calumet…

The burning chains
The cries of pain
The trail of tears
The darkest fears
Your empty hands
The lives to mend
The bloody stains
The stolen grain
The stolen land
Track Name: Another Toke
Once you know
He’s always been a part of you
If you grow
Wise enough to see it’s true
Don’t wait around before you let it show
No love should be wasted
Don’t let it simmer down before you taste it

And if it burns
Don’t blame it on the spices
Cause soon you’ll learn
No herb was needed to entice it

That fire was raging
long before you saw the smoke
It’s been evenly churning
Don’t fear to draw another toke

Once you know
You’ve always been a part of him
If you grow
Strong enough to go out on a limb
Just blink your eyes and watch the sparkles glow
No love should be wasted
Don’t let it glimmer down before you face it

That fire was raging
Long before I saw the smoke
It's been evenly churning
So let me draw another toke

It's been evenly churning
Please let me draw another toke