BOOOOOB. Huh. What, TIME FOR WORK. BOOOOB THE BUILDER! Ugh. CAN HE FIX IT?! [freeze] VO depends! Has he had his morning coffee yet? [out of coffee] Uh… VO Has be been heavily drinking the night before [Bob winces Nautiously with every swing of his hammer] Uggggh. VO Does he have AIDS? what. You have AIDS. How could I have contracted HIV!? It surpassed HIV; it's already AIDS! WHAT! this is Inpossible! It's not impossible; I did the

PATRICK wakes up face down in a racquetball court, ears first, then eyes as he looks about his surroundings, a racquet still in his hands, and —VICTOR playing wallball with himself, just near enough to Patrick that it's dangerous. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT, INC. circa 2018- 2024 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

It had been days since I'd written anything, really. I was technically ahead of schedule— of course, That was, technically— and besides the delay of one single, I was on some sort of roll—the day-by-day releasing of my fast tracked work seemed to be doing some sort of offset to the algorithm; I knew this was something not everyone was doing, or anyone, really, that I knew of—and in this way, it was rather strategic. Besides, anyway, the obvious— my subscription for

WHO is responsible for this?Nobody moves a muscle, not an inch. Not even wince or a blink, not a breath at all in the room, until— SETH MEYERS let's out a deeply exasperated sigh of concern and beffudlement. {Enter The Multiverse} CUT TO: Alright, where is it? GODDAMIT! What is it with you people! What people? I'm not people. —and why does everyone secretly smoke? Oh come on. It's common knowledge. What's “common knowledge”? Where is it? You

IV. -Ū. ft. Happy Accidents & -Ū. Melted my face. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT, INC. circa 2018- 2024 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

C U L T. (Album Version) Uptown A ft. Happy Accidents & -Ū. Still techno but housey and slower in A flat minor so you can hear more of the ambiance. Whatever. So much for Audio Techica brand loyalty, bro. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT, INC. circa 2018- 2024 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

C U L T (V5) - Single Uptown A ft. Happy Accidents & -Ū. Broken Headphones ftw. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT, INC. circa 2018- 2024 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

Remember my imaginary friend RiffRaff? Wasn't it a dragon I think so. Huh. Turns out it's a rapper. That's… interesting. Even more odd: look at this. Don't scroll anymore. That is…fantastic. {Enter The Multiverse} It fees too close to home; I took the scenic route. God knows I don't belong here— I don't want to harm you It hits too close to home I have to play the part You just don't know the half of it You just don't know the art {Enter The

That's enoughAnd it always was But the truth of the matter was, Someone asked for it I was doing nothing But living my own world Until who came along And on the assumption that three man told me to run, I run along Now take that hound out to the back and shoot it *fucks off and dies* Take that horse right back to the barn and burn it down (i almost left the horse in the barn) Now take this damn hole out of my heart, Or just eat it out Or let me bleed Or tear me to shreds

Big time boys, And part time girls; Some people go around the back for it Geniuses ride around in private cars; Some people go around the back for it. Fat man goes down fast; two stabs to the back And he's all yours, All arms Some people come around the back for it Others have that charm, Paid an arm and a leg for it But all done now, it's not hard to know you're on a recorded line How does it feel to fall in love And be loved back I wouldn't know, I'm still at the Encore Sure at

They own everything . Everything? I'm saying— Everything. Wow. NBC and Coca Cola, huh. Nice wager. Whatever, I still haven't been paid yet. Exactly. There that bitch go. Aha. Caught ya red handed! Or green handed Whatever— just Let's drop a house on this hoe. Facts. What kind of house? Idk? Make it like a duplex? How many stories; At least 3; At least And a basement. Correct. Just make sure she end up under that hoe. [a house drops on

Track 05. Columbus Circle. I_NY. (The Studio Album) Uptown A, -Ū. I_NY. is out now—give it a listen! YouTube: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lJA5QcV0YzxJ5oc_CwSyfnGXWAbDpNMvw iTunes: I_NY. (The Studio Album) by Uptown A & -Ū .https://music.apple.com/us/album/i-ny-the-studio-album/1777071731 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/4bj5gXMZXiWujnIps54vz9?si=TKwRe-yYSM2_8bwZ2sQhuQ Apple Music:

Track 04. double-double. I_NY. (The Studio Album) Uptown A, -Ū. I_NY. is out now—give it a listen! YouTube: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lJA5QcV0YzxJ5oc_CwSyfnGXWAbDpNMvw iTunes: I_NY. (The Studio Album) by Uptown A & -Ū .https://music.apple.com/us/album/i-ny-the-studio-album/1777071731 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/4bj5gXMZXiWujnIps54vz9?si=TKwRe-yYSM2_8bwZ2sQhuQ Apple Music:

Track 03. bridges. ft. c o l o r s Track 04. double-double. Track 05. Columbus Circle. Track 06. BEZUZ. (Park Interview Interlude) Track 07. eye(s) Track 08. Call Ahead. Track 09. city suite. Track 10. PWR. (The Great Adventutes of Uptown A) Released formerly as Under The (L), as the final track on the previous collaborative EP The Spider, I_NY. Layers its progression to double its first track, as the narrative follows-up with a continuance of the mysterious

Track 02. Avant-Garde. I_NY. (The Studio Album) Uptown A, -Ū. I_NY. is out now—give it a listen! YouTube: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lJA5QcV0YzxJ5oc_CwSyfnGXWAbDpNMvw iTunes: I_NY. (The Studio Album) by Uptown A & -Ū .https://music.apple.com/us/album/i-ny-the-studio-album/1777071731 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/4bj5gXMZXiWujnIps54vz9?si=TKwRe-yYSM2_8bwZ2sQhuQ Apple Music:

(Rewind) So You've done it to one, Then you might as well done it to all of us She lied to me first, So I went and sent it right back to her Al would have never hit Peg —no, never. He couldn't even cheat on her —-he was always looking but seemingly— Never really hoping. Never. —sometimes touching— —had to; that's the job— But it was these ladies— Oh that? That's just—temptation! He affixed the affidavit… That's

Do you hate me? Only a little. Like, really? I hate you. I knew it. Yeah. I knew it, too. At the end of the darkened stage, the two actors sit in matching overalls; red and white plaid shirts tucked underneath and brown work boots; another spotlight stage right opens on a third actor, who crosses the stage; she dawns the same attire. The train is coming! The audience begins to roar with applause as the third actor enters the stage, almost preventing her from delivering her

It is very late night, when these sort of things are typically bound to happen, such as JOHN OLIVER, a TV show host, appearing out of nowhere and into your kitchen, asking JOHN OLIVER is it too late for a glass of milk? Startled, and just having dressed from a long and hot shower, the occupant of the apartment is started. OH, my God—John Oliver! As it were. What are you doing here? Anticipating a glass of milk— A tad warm, preferably. Where are you supposed to be

It is very late night, when these sort of things are typically bound to happen, such as JOHN OLIVER, a TV show host, appearing out of nowhere and into your kitchen, asking JOHN OLIVER is it too late for a glass of milk? Startled, and just having dressed from a long and hot shower, the occupant of the apartment is started. OH, my God—John Oliver! As it were. What are you doing here? Anticipating a glass of milk— A tad warm, preferably. Where are you supposed to be

KEENAN is the head of the league's research and development team. KEENAN WELL, Ya'll sho' chose the wrong girl to fuck wit! Why do you say that? KEENAN Well, i'mon just let ya'll figure that out on ya own. [KEENEN exits shaking his head solemnly, and begins singing ‘Amazing Grace' , first humming.] Hmmmmm—hmmm—how sweet the sound— Wait! Keenan! Who is this girl?! Who is she?! —hmmm—hmmm—hmmm—hmmmmmmmm LIKE MEEEEEEE! What are we