ePic VersOna

ePic VersOna

BandHip HopRock

It's what people who were raised on rap and rock are seeking to hear. It's Pic, a poet/rock star in rap form, speaking to mid-America as a friend, enemy, and/or observer lacing subconscious lyrics over dark, gritty, tracks with traces of psychadelic rock, blues, and mood altering hip hop.

Biography

ePic Versona is the voice of the now. Pic, the founder of the band, hails from the East Bay Area. Raised on a variety of music and inspiration, he has always seeked to speak to the world through his music. Mostly known for his work with group Illadapted, Pic has launched his long anticipated solo career as of 2006 with his mix tape 80's Freak, an 80's based mix tape sharing his diversity, craftsmanship, and overall talent as a voice in music. Through this he has linked up with band Elemenopy - a 2 man wrecking crew who trade off instruments effortlessly throughout their own show and in turn create great meshes of Rock, Hip Hop, and too many genres to list. Also, turntable wiz DJ Lumis, Pic's official DJ, adds the jazz player a la conscious hip hop dynamic to the band. As a whole, you get an experience of well crafted songs that speak directly to the subconscious with a show that is highly improvisational and a feel of what's next for Hip Hop, Rock and everything in between. Think, The Doors and Portishead mixed with a taste of Outkast and early De La Soul. The story is this, there is no story, no myth, it's genuine players and artists with a common bond of making mad, mad music together.

Lyrics

Walk the Desert

Written By: PIC

Walk the Desert when ya soul goes dry, Close those mouths & open those eyes

Walk the Desert when the city makes ya cry, Breathe in the sun & the open sky

Walkin Rice Road, eyes swoll, ice cold city, got me nitro, mind blown, pipes full of pity, watch ya life go spiral, shine go shitty, on that dice roll gimme, nights cold & gritty, come stroll with me & let the wind blow swiftly, broken souls rollin empty, too slow they won't get me, i aint out in the street, i aint posted on the corner, fear & loathin California, all you catch is the aura fast forward through the hollywood horror stories & tourists, golden state warlord, victorious with my torch up, skin scorched, got my soul cleansed about to jump in the fire & burn from both ends

Walk The Desert...

In the city i see energy, rushed in a frenzy, steady people movin sketchy, unsure & unfriendly, seein envy, the enemy of full grown man, no plans, no stance, just a stone in the sand, cave man with a bone in his hand, 2nd hand timin all off, nah see we grind til it's raw, lost causes applausin, dirty cock blockin, big draws droppin, what's the floss costin? fuck what the boss is talkin, coughin often, pass the pure & keep it hot boxin with my shadow, re-fillin the shallow, mass souls on the verge & i'm feelin the pressure, built & measured, filtered, rendered, no guilt or pleasure, the unsettler, none better whatsoever, the black hole sun, the gold sun catcher, cats are all seein mirage, all they seek is stars, as i speak to the Gods

Walk The Desert...

I need that natural rhythm, catchin a vision, seein past the system, all flashin & gimmick, at last i'm livin, passion driven, laughin & rippin, rappin & livin past the plasticism, the mass is masochism, massive ass kissin, can't see it & aint tryin to be it, this the difference between me & your species, you're more TV, i'm California green peace, I planta big flag & rip the dagger out the chest of any 2 bit, bullshit, bougie gangster, zig zag around ya planet with that Pic swagger, Lu got the big bag of yin & yang, me, I'm playin Mick Jagger, rollin stoned, got the Barbie with the broken bones, tokin bowls at the Ozone, pokin holes, i'm show for show, you think i'm smokin dope, if that's so i'm broken home about to overdose, i see the bull horns, i see the skull & bones, i smell the bullshit, i see the terrordome, i'm all instinct, Sharon Stone, tear ya dome, squares & clones see me spit like Shakespearean poems, walkin on chameleon bones, workin nightly, rockin in my dirty white tee, you see the world in black & white, me? i'm seein colors like Ice-T, PIC

Walk The Desert...

Systematik

Written By: PIC

i'm seein ZERO's & ONEs, when i was YOUNG mom TOLD me don't STARE @ the SUN, look!
1 poLLUTION disapPEAR in my LUNNGS
..all i HEAR is hum, ALL i used to FEAR i've beCOMME, listen!
1 the maCHINE in my SUBconsh,
ROCKets unLAUNCHED, pockets CUT off & BROKE, stop!
1 2 what you DO with ya LIFE it don't
1 hype ya HOPEs, get ya EYES sown SHUT, LLook!
1 FLAT screen, NICotine, CAFFeine,
INDustry is CASH fiend VACumming the VACCine
CATS are all FANTASY like MR. ROURKE
got it ALL bottled UP tryin to TWIST the CORK
now ya DRINKIN like a FISH & ya PISSIN ORANGE
& ya BURNIN up ya LIPS when ya HITTIN the TORCH now
1 if it aint RIGHT whatchya LISTENIN FORRR?
& IF it aint LIFE whatchya LIVIN it FOR?

(Hook)

1 ya in the CLUB ghost RIDIN the DICK, chick
TRYIN to get ya OFF to go BUY her a MIX, drink
1 sweatin in it OUT to the DAILY HITs
cats RHYMIN like a BITCH butchya BUYIN the SHIT,
now whatchya REALLY wanna DO gotchya ASS in LINE
waitin 30 fuckin MINutes for a GLASS of WINE
& a CUP of ice WATER with a SPLASH of LIME
thinkin BOUT the next WEEK just to PASS the TIME
how ya WAKIN up EARLY with the BAGGY EYES
got ya HATIN where ya WORKIN just DRRAGGIN BY
aint MAKIN what ya WORTH & so ya HATIN LIFE
just TAKIN what it's WORTH with a GRAIN of LIES
now to MAGNIFY the SITuation THERE you ARE
with a BUNCH of OTHER EVERYday's PLAYIN their PART
gotchya FINGER on the TRIGGER of ya CREDIT CARD
swervin ALL the way HOME puttin DENTS in ya CAR so

(Hook)

1 aLARM clock RINGIN....with HARD rock
SINGin in my SLEEP with a HARD ROCK BLINGin
ARMS out SINGIN... the WORLD's lip SYNChin
BIG kids SHRINkin in the QUICK sand SINKIN
WAVIN good BYE everyBODY wave HI!
MONEY makes MINDS make the HUNGRY take LIVES
WAY high.. away PEEPin from the DAYlight
MAADE to oBEYY like SHEPherd FAIRey
you're TALKIN to the BOSS through the SECReTARY
you're TALKIN to your GIRL bout GETTIN MARRIED
you're TALKIN to yourSELF & it's GETTIN sCARY
you're TALKIN so MUCH it's unNECesSARY
(huh)...O.c.D., a.d.H.d.
DISconnECTEd like At&T
the PEOPLE breed SHEEP & they BREATHE real DEEP,
they DREAM bout MONEY & they TALK in their SLEEP so...

(Hook)

(2nd pt of Chorus 2 X / 8bars)
system shut down (cuts & loose chant)
system shut down
system shut down
system shut down

Discography

Walk The Desert - current myspace single (2006)
80's Freak - The Epic Versona Mix Tape (2006)
Illadapted - The EP (2004)
Illadapted - Youthful Indescretion (2002)
Illadapted - Paper Or Plastic? (1998)

Set List

Rock U
Whatchya' Lookin @?
Haters Rock
Corporate Bitch
Neon Heart
Systematik
Walk the Desert
It's Tricky (Run DMC cover / optional)
30 Minute Set