Dizraeli

Dizreali, Poet, producer, MC and multi-instrumentalist, Dizraeli pushes the boundaries of hiphop, drawing on grime, jazz, garage and West African percussion to craft a genre all his own. His writing and performances are by turns funny and moving, and always full of fire. He’s supported Saul Williams and Mos Def on their UK tours, worked with Kate Tempest and Scroobius Pip and had his music played on BBC Radio 1, 1Xtra, Radio 2, Radio 3 and 6Music. In 2018 he’s back with The Unmaster: his first self-produced album and a collection of songs unlike anything you’ve heard before.

YOU TALK ABOUT MONEY

by DIZRAELI.

See me on the couch with a beer and a blown mind laughing

The clouds where you do not see time passing

The clouds where you have the whole known Dalston

All colours all backgrounds the Clouds holds them

Holds us white shirts high rollers 

Glitter imps smothered in gold dust

Buffalo soldiers

Here’s where we go home when we go out

While the scary go round goes round

Outside the whole town’s gone screwy

What do we do we

Do go here where the floor’s solid as a pronoun

Even as it bounces to the fresh grown sounds

Of the next generation in a hoe-down

Knees up

Splinter toed

We’re a little broke

We’re the little blokes

Humans. Never close to the middle road

We are out here. We’re the makers

We’re the MAKERS

We are Donny Hathaway, we are Miles Davis

We are bad sleepers. Good neighbours

Stepping razors. Giants in our small damp spaces

While you walk around like bank statements

We talk about midnight

You talk about money

We talk about food

You talk about money

We talk about future

You talk about money

You talk about money

You talk about money

We talk about roots

You talk about money

We talk about ways out

You talk about money

We talk about children

You talk about money

You talk about money

You talk about money

Now money takes our town and paints it deep grey

And they’re playing Bob Dylan in the Starbucks

And they’re playing Joni singing we are stardust

And then it’s don’t know what you’ve got til it’s 

shuttered up and dog-patrolled

They take out Cable

They take out Troubadour

They take Astoria

They take out Turnmills

They take out Hammersmith Palais

They take out Marquee

They take out Mean Fiddler

The Twelve Bar

The Coronet

They take our Silver Bullet

They take our Silver Bullet

They take our Fabric

They take our Fabric

So scrub out Bob Dylan

Scrub out the Rolling Stones

Scrub the Beatles out

Scrub out Marvin Gaye

Scrub out Stevie Wonder

Scrub out Nina

Scrub The Who out

Scrub out Amy Winehouse

Scrub out Otis Redding

Scrub out Jimi

Scrub out Miles

Scrub out Donny

Scrub out James

And paint it all grey

And talk about money

But we talk about music

You talk about money

We talk about sanity

You talk about money

We talk about people

You talk about money

We talk about trust

You talk about money

We talk about home

You talk about money

We talk about home

You talk about money

We talk about home

You talk about money

You talk about money

You talk about money