May 2009: New Zealand with The BMD

I spent a semester in New Zealand and absolutely fell in love with it. With the expensive and time-consuming flight, I don’t know when I’ll be able to return. However, contributions like this one from The BMD make me want to go back that much faster. BMD writes:  

“BMD has finally sorted our online ability for you. Sorry, we ain’t doing it for the digital or virtual world. A lot of times, we don’t get photos of our work. Fortunately, we e-mailed some through last night.” 

“We ain’t wordologistic masters

being we play in the visual of our environmental disaster

would lose the sane in streets so mundane

so into the game we entered mid o'height,

the entry was fashionably pronounced late.” 

“But that's the state when we begun,

and it's all through solid BMD fun,

do it 'cause we do, it happens and it's done,

anonymous there ain’t one,

there's two, and each shoe don't last

with the distance we've surpast.

The day depicts the vast display, many a way.

What’s drawn is drawn, BMD, we're like a fuckin’ plaster thorne,

morning of a new wave, no grave in sight,

it’s too late, we're tightly un-able to stop.

Sorry, cop!” 

“BMD's the city’s top new rash.

It’s all the hot girls we pash!

And survived the surprise bash,

no lies, no fame, BMD's just our name,

no spots untameable,

what we got's became ill fulltime,

no aim for the financial dime.” 

"Rhyme test, we're not proclaiming for the best,

we're just investing with the rest,

testing what's feasable,

metropoly's undiseasable pest,

streets art's protest on stereotypes,

in the dark or under lights, there we go,

with passive fights,

a rap we send,

it’s BMD, your laughing friend." 

“Somehow that evolved and a rap began. Enjoy! Thanks for running your page. It’s people like you that make the world shareable. BMD is your friend!”   

Thanks, BMD! For more info, check out their MySpace page.