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Aesop offered this statement on "Get Out of the Car":
“This May 25th marks 9 years since the death of my friend Camu Tao, an event that serves as an emotional and narrative anchor in both this song and my life. I wanted to reflect on things that had changed since, and try to connect some events I hadn't realized were potentially related.
"I asked my long-time friend and collaborator Coro to create some drawings that would accent parts of the lyrics, and director Rob Shaw was able to guide and weave the video into what it is here.
"Camu was entirely singular as an artist and human. You may notice those who knew him speak of him often still - his presence and humor and imagination and energy and impact. It's all still right there. I hope some of you that may not be familiar go check out his music. This man was something special.
"Unrelated factoid: This song was originally called "The Impossible Kid," titled after the line in the song that employs the phrase. I ended up liking the name and moving it up the ladder. I then settled on "Get Out of the Car" borrowed from the last line - which, while a somewhat clunky title, felt like it got to the point nicely."
--Aesop Rock
"Get Out of the Car" appears on Aesop Rock's "The Impossible Kid", available now on Rhymesayers Entertainment: http://rse.lnk.to/AesopTIK
Video Credits–
Aesop Rock as Himself
Director: Rob Shaw
Illustrations: Coro
Executive Producer: Ray Di Carlo
Producer: Robert D'Esposito
DP: Jim Birkett
Special Thanks to Bent Image Lab
Lyrics:
Been a bit since Mu died, been a lot more loss in the wake, I recall thinking some day someone's gonna say it's all from the same cause and effect, and I just couldn't fathom, blaming a whole new page on a made-up chain reaction, each claim individual peaks and pockets, pains and a slew of unique nuances, nahmean, when you wake up 8 years non-responsive, it's a lot to process, gone from a happier jack-in-the-box to a package of clogged up chakras, oh shazbot, not the "ever after" he wanted from the "once upon a time" dot, dot, dot, once upon a time he was so much more than a punchline for his own pot shots, ah, watch the impossible kid, everything that he touch turns promptly to shit, if I zoom on out I can finally admit, it's all been a blur since Mu got sick, none of the subsequent years stood a chance, whether you his moms or his mans, whether you his pops or his girl, I was poison, heart full of canines, head full of voices, whole life trying to quiet em down, like a suicide king with a knife in his crown, hounds at bay but they just won't stay, true friendship in a tugboat way, A go dark in the face of the fucked, when the fucked was a friend I was basically done, into the woods go his alien tongue, it was that or a textbook faking of funk, and I can't, here go the hindsight, 8 years been one long blindside, I can pinpoint 7 more turns that occurred cuz he never really healed from the first, oh what a world, any hack is a myth, any dap is a joke, any map is a trick, any graph is a hoax, ease on down, I'm burning up, I'm bleeding out, knowing ain't half the battle, that's a bullshit quip written by some asshole, you could own what you are, and still sit around stoned in your car, not doing shit, halfway to nil, cranky and waiting for a boss key, and hat full of bills, get out the car, Aes.
