Description: FU 2020. Maybe if I HAD A JOBI wouldn't have time to make this crude musical.

Description: About a month ago, I decided I HAD to see my mom. She had recently recovered from surgery, which meant I wasn’t going to be taking any risks when it came to Covid exposure; flying wasn’t an option. So I did something I haven’t done since I was a teenager, I drove! I drove from Los Angeles, CA to Austin, Texas in two days, alone. As soon as I got over the fear of wondering what would happen if, my Honda suddenly couldn’t make the journey, or if my air conditioning wasn’t up for the 110-118 degree weather reports, I was immediately excited. I wanted to capture the trip, and this is how I did that. Credits: Song: Written by Nylo Produced by NightShift Video Directed by : Nylo Edited by : Sean Garcia and Nylo Movement Coach : By.KarmaRaines Special special thanks to Sean Garcia for all around amazingness. Lyrics: Lately Im livin’ for tomorrow, I will be honest with you If I didn’t have you to hold onto Really don’t know what I’d do I could say I miss you, I will be around to kiss, You when it’s over… Ch Now we’re just two people in two different worlds We will get used to this even though it hurts I cannot touch you so I’ll have to use words We’re not the same people We’re not the same as we once were Everything’s changing please be patient, Nobody knows now what’s true I just need an hour, Let me hear you talk about work, Like it’s over… Ch Now we’re just two people in two different worlds We will get used to this even though it hurts I cannot touch you so I’ll have to use words We’re not the same people We’re not the same as we once were

Description: I don’t imagine this would change anyone’s vote… but I wanted to share my experiences of the last four years, and how it feels to have a president you can’t trust, who ignores facts, who is aggressive and condescending towards women, minorities, Democrats, etc, who places the economy above human life, who as a leader regularly downplays a virus, which is greatly reduced by such simple means, whose cabinet has had one of the highest turnovers for corruption ever, who didn’t drain the swamp but created a bigger one, whose senate has shown such extreme hypocrisy and abuse of power, who is the opposite of transparent with the American people, who continually argues with numerous rhetorical fallacies as a means of debate, instead of using facts, who doesn’t believe in protecting the environment, who references our “past greatness” but ignores the mentality of acceptance and immigrants and minorities that got us to that perceived greatness. great... is not a white nationalist pack mentality, and it’s not measured by how rich billionaires are... this fight is for science, for rules, for fairness, for integrity, for TRUTH, for unity, for caring for leadership, for the balance of power, government transparency, for democracy...

Description: I finally received that long-awaited phone call from a past love announcing, I was the one, I was the only one. I wanted to say, “yes! I feel exactly the same, I have only ever loved you,” but instead said, “go to hell where the devil plays, and claim your rightful place.” Mmm. You win some... some you lose. Here are images from my life and what I could put together while Quarantine2020 continues on: the first time I saw Niagra Falls, scenes from touring, the most epic rainbow on a long drive, a butterfly omen, the beach sky when my mom came to visit me, etc. I wanted to give special thanks to @iamKarmaRains the female dancer who also choreographed the Yuna tour, Sam Sargeant is the angel with the doge, and the male dancer I am hoping someone will name for me (please!) he is absolutely incredible. Be kind to yourself and others, thanks for being alive. Lyrics: You taught me that, good love is war, It’s passion, not dysfunctional, I wanted to believe you, follow you, until my dying day, My intuition I denied Yet I wish you well, I wish you well Saying that I’m not that mad, I’ve moved on, Til’ you call… and Say the words I want to hear, You tell me after all these years, You wanted to apologize, I’ve waited for this every night You tell me not a day goes by, That I don’t ever cross your mind, Of all you’ve been with I am the one, I’ve waited for this, I’ve waited so long to say this, To say, Go to hell with the devil plays, and claim your rightful place I held your head, you fell asleep I smiled at God, so foolishly, you were mine, And underneath the perfect sky, made promises that only I keep, Apologies mean nothing now Yet I wish you well, I wish you well Saying that I’m not that mad, I’ve moved on, Til’ you call… and Say the words I want to hear, You tell me after all these years, You wanted to apologize, I’ve waited for this every night You tell me not a day goes by, That I don’t ever cross your mind, Of all you’ve been with I am the one, I’ve waited for this, I’ve waited so long to say this, To say, Go to hell with the devil plays, and claim your rightful place Freedom, I found freedom, from emotion I found freedom, I found freedom, from emotion Freedom (you wanted to apologize) I found freedom, from emotion Freedom (you wanted to apologize), I found freedom, from emotion

Description: Life in quarantine continues... it's been 3 weeks. 3 weeks ago you could buy toilet paper and cleaning products, grocery stores looked normal, and Amazon could bring you anything you could imagine in 2 days. This video was made on my phone from isolation with a mix of home-footage, tour footage over the past year (mainly from Japan, of course), and one perfectly serendipitous video I got via WhatsApp of two friends slow dancing on top of their van, perfectly in sync with the song, having never heard it. There is a Japanese pottery art called “Kintsugi” where the broken pieces are the MOST valuable, because the Japanese in all their surreal wisdom, fill the broken spaces with gold based lacquer. This way, the more broken a piece, the more gold it possesses, and the more valuable it becomes. Sorry for all the broken things right now, may we come out of this more beautiful than before. ____________________________________________________________ history of sorry - lyrics hold me like you used to do pull me in close, make me feel used go on rewind back to another time when fuxking me was still brand new we’re just a melody now, don’t know where it goes just a melody now, don’t know where it goes there’s no tellin’ who we are no history of sorry, no trust wounds or their scars, there’s no tellin’ who we are the futures ours to conquer i heard the long road has the greatest view suddenly there’s so much to lose lives intertwine, taking our youth we’ve got some shared keys and responsibilities there’s always so damn much to do we’re just a melody now, don’t know where it goes just a melody now, don’t know where it goes there’s no tellin’ who we are no history of sorry, no trust wounds or their scars, there’s no tellin’ who we are the futures ours to conquer i heard the long road has the greatest view they say your struggles with your lover are your struggles with yourself that we choose ourselves in others before anybody else even if you are just my reflection, i’ve got to say the truth i can’t imagine anywhere, a better view

Description: Subtitles By: Nylo Produced By: Nylo, Fisticuffs, and Steph Barker Subtitles If a tear falls If a tear falls in the rain… If you whisper But no one hears what you say… If you love me But you never make a move… If I love you But I’m waiting for you You’re giving mixed signals that I can’t read Can I get some Subtitles You’re giving mixed signals that I can’t read Can I get some Subtitles Tell me what you’re fighting Show me the places you’ve been hiding Let our bodies do the writing Right there Right there Write, so you don’t have to say it Am I crazy? Am I just doing the same thing Expecting you to change? And I transcended To a space separate from time Without reason or the why And you were mine You’re giving mixed signals that I can’t read Can I get some Subtitles You’re giving mixed signals that I can’t read Can I get some Subtitles Tell me what you’re fighting Show me the places you’ve been hiding Let our bodies do the writing Right there Right there Write, so you don’t have to say it

Description: Wow, anyone remember this from 2013?!... Made this on a whim feelin' the Xmas spirit, hope the Xmas countdown is treating you well and your home, feels like home. XOXOXO