Artist bio

My name is Bandy, and the Lord saved me over seven years ago. Interestingly enough, He used Christian Hip Hop to lead me to Him. (*another story for another time). With four young children (ages 7, 5, 3, and 6 months), one can say that I certainly have my hands full these days. I’ve learned to acknowledge and respect what is beautiful in this life, especially when I am privileged to be apart of them- secular and non-secular sides alike. Born and raised in the 90’s, I’ve observed the rise and decline of several classics, trends, historical events, and ‘one-hit-wonders’ from that era. Though my beginnings are nestled in this generation, my disposition is strikingly old-fashioned for my age. Introspectively speaking, I gain more by maneuvering through tasks or problems incrementally and thoroughly rather than blazing through via the “quick and easy” route. Culturally and artistically speaking, I am much more moved and influenced by raw talent embedded within songs composed with live instruments and creative skill, singers who use their natural voice, art conceptions that are delicately and intricately made from scratch, and film and videos that are not saturated with CGI and digital effects. In all, I’m not a big fan of what is “popular” and flashy, but much more a fan of originality, creativity, innovation, reliability, and inventiveness. In other words: tasteful originality. Growing up, I was that introverted kid who did more observing than talking. In retrospect, I believe this quality essentially gave me the ‘best seat in the house’ to life and its many facets. Overtime, this has seemingly helped to sharpen my analytical skills and discernment. My background over the last 28 years consists of residing and/or visiting 9 different states and 9 different countries, poetry writing, song-writing, singing, learning the basics of a couple of instruments, a few semesters studying visual communications and various forms of it (filmmaking being my main interest), raising a small family, and cherishing the simple things of life. I love travelling and stepping into new enviornments. I’m a Christian, a mom, and a thinker. Mingle that with my 90’s-ish roots, old-fashioned tastes, and love for originality, and you get me-Bandy, or as I see it, your average Jane. My name is Bandy, and the Lord saved me over seven years ago. Interestingly enough, He used Christian Hip Hop to lead me to Him. (*another story for another time). With four young children (ages 7, 5, 3, and 6 months), one can say that I certainly have my hands full these days. I’ve learned to acknowledge and respect what is beautiful in this life, especially when I am privileged to be apart of them- secular and non-secular sides alike. Born and raised in the 90’s, I’ve observed the rise and decline of several classics, trends, historical events, and ‘one-hit-wonders’ from that era. Though my beginnings are nestled in this generation, my disposition is strikingly old-fashioned for my age. Introspectively speaking, I gain more by maneuvering through tasks or problems incrementally and thoroughly rather than blazing through via the “quick and easy” route. Culturally and artistically speaking, I am much more moved and influenced by raw talent embedded within songs composed with live instruments and creative skill, singers who use their natural voice, art conceptions that are delicately and intricately made from scratch, and film and videos that are not saturated with CGI and digital effects. In all, I’m not a big fan of what is “popular” and flashy, but much more a fan of originality, creativity, innovation, reliability, and inventiveness. In other words: tasteful originality. Growing up, I was that introverted kid who did more observing than talking. In retrospect, I believe this quality essentially gave me the ‘best seat in the house’ to life and its many facets. Overtime, this has seemingly helped to sharpen my analytical skills and discernment. My background over the last 28 years consists of residing and/or visiting 9 different states and 9 different countries, poetry writing, song-writing, singing, learning the basics of a couple of instruments, a few semesters studying visual communications and various forms of it (filmmaking being my main interest), raising a small family, and cherishing the simple things of life. I love travelling and stepping into new enviornments. I’m a Christian, a mom, and a thinker. Mingle that with my 90’s-ish roots, old-fashioned tastes, and love for originality, and you get me-Bandy, or as I see it, your average Jane.

Title

Raindrops

Medium/Genre

Hip-Hop / Rap

Artist Statement

This is a lyric video for "Raindrops". I wanted it to have a cerebral vibe for it as viewers reflected on the lyrics. This is the first lyric video I have done, so it was exciting seeing it come to completion

How it fits into contest

The mind is a battlefield. It has been said that if Satan can get a hold of one's mind, that he can gain control of our entire being. Mental health is a stigma that many prefer not to dissect or even acknowledge. This song wholeheartedly addresses the issue "head on" and brings the focus back to how we can win the battle. Our battles are waged not only individually but collectively, which is why I invited a multitude of voices on this track. Listen to these various perspectives. Sit. Sup. And be blessed.

Credits

Written and performed by Sequana Murray, Sedonte Rouland, Paul Rouland, and Gwendolyn Trott

Beat by Jurrivh
Produced by Team Spechouse
Cover Art by Sequana Murray

How to Purchase this Artwork

www.Bandy17.Bandcamp.com/track/Raindrops-Remix

Other Goods & Services Available from this Artist

Purchase some Bandy's Notebook apparel and goods at the following link: https://teespring.com/music-is-my-love-language2?pid=87&cid=2329

Transcript / Lyrics

Intro (Sedonte Rouland):
Raindrops keep falling on my head
Turn to teardrops keep falling off my bed
Peace be still
Keep falling
Raindrops keep falling on my
Raindrops keep falling on my head

Bandy:
Mind is paralytic
Steady stuck in the cycle of being my own critic
You get it?
This is trending
A different kind of encrypted
I never take a prescription,
But this is the way you fill it
You feel it?
Feel like an infant
I never know what I'm gettin'
You never know what I'm givin'
Never know how to listen
It's written bout my condition
If it's keeping me out commission,
Then maybe, I need to go get some treatment
Get out commission
You spit it but you don't live it
Give it, but you don't get it
Steady treating me like I'm a stigma you need to rid of
I guess it's easy if I never spit it
Cause who would listen?
Truth is gripping
True descriptions of what is missing
Unglue the hinges of the appendix of standard living
I stand to live in
The shrewd eviction that's handed to me

Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie hope
Gimmie something that is woke, yeah

Hook (Sedonte Rouland):
Raindrops keep falling on my head
Turn to teardrops keep falling on my bed
Peace be still
Peace be still
Raindrops keep falling on my head

Vokul:
Stuck up in my head
Trying to get out
Always yelling in my head,
But I can't get it out my mouth
Every time I could complain
I always come out with doubts
As I look unto the plan,
I look around. You in a drought
But look up, and stuck in rain
And the pain be seeming aimless
Tryna call on Father G-
Phone ring before you finish
I can't even think for myself
I don't know where to hide
And these raindrops on my head
Feel like we're near to die
To Pop Pop, with Big Up, Spazz, and then Spook
I'm trying to give it all to God,
But I don't know how to do it
Plus, all these prescriptions
Mixed in my own vices
Be having me in and out
Double-minded, indecisive
So, I'm praying that you back me
I'mma scream it on the lightning
I'm ready for the mud
You must've made me out of Titans,
And I know I'm never without
Cause I keep you within
Now, I ain't scared of no storm
Cause I reign with Him

Bridge (Sedonte Rouland):
Peace be still now
Just be chill
Peace be still now
Just be chill

Gwen T.:
Oh, I can't stay here
Getting eaten by depression
Everytime I fall
Falling further into stressing
That this life I've got
Isn't what it's meant to be
Sometimes, I want my own plans,
And stop living for Your glory
Sitting here wondering how I got so apathetic
Turning to ungodly things for an anasthetic
There are moments when I know,
I know you take me deeper
And moments when I really,
Really rather wouldn't be here
Oh, when the rain is falling down!
And the battle's all around!
When the darkness comes to steal
Father give me strength to feel!
Cause I can't do this on my own
Until the day You take me home
Whatever fires I walk through
Help me lift my eyes to You!

Outro (Sedonte Rouland):
I have the mind of Christ now
This is not your home
My mind is not your playground,
But it's Jesus' throne!
I have the mind of Christ now
This is not your home
My mind is not your playground,
But it's Jesus' throne!

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