Reggie Bennett

Reggie Bennett

BandHip HopClassical

My sound is Black Thought meets Paul Robeson--a unique and sophisticated blend of Hip Hop and Classical music. I both sing classically and rap. The music I make embodies thoughtfully composed classical pieces in the tradition of Schubert and Copland blended with crafty, innovative hip hop production

Biography

Reggie Bennett holds a Bachelor of Music in Vocal Performance from The Boston Conservatory of Music and a Master of Music Education from New York University. Bennett cites influences ranging from rap, jazz, soul, and classical music. He recalls some of his earliest memories listening to soul musicians Al Jarreau, Maze featuring Frankie Beverly, and Luther Vandross on the family record player and notes Quincy Jones' "The Dude" album cover as a particular influence.

Growing up in Beacon, New York, Bennett sang in the choir at his grandmother’s church. Singing became the focal point of Bennett’s life in high school, when he began taking private voice lessons with a member of the voice faculty at The Boston Conservatory, who introduced him to opera. Enrolling in conservatory after high school, Bennett immersed himself in the Boston music scene, jamming with friends at Berklee School of Music, recording rap records, studying philosophy, and singing compositions by Brahms, Schubert, Howard Swanson, Tosti, and many others.

Bennett collaborated with friends, producing innovative sounds that combined beats and instruments with classical singing. It was during this time that Bennett developed his vision for fusing rap and classical music. Joining forces with Producer Steve Weisberg and Composer James Lindsay, Bennett has realized his vision for this unique sound. With his music, Bennett seeks to engage new audiences and bring classical music to youth. He is a passionate advocate for arts education and cultural exchange through the arts and community outreach.

Lyrics

The Prey

Written By: Reggie Bennett

Build me to break me down everytime you did it worked
I needed you to live, you needed me to hurt
And this is how it went for years and years on end
I gave up everything- identity, intuition
And told myself that maybe one day it would all make sense
So I would talk to God and hope he heard my long laments
Cause they were longer than the average vent
Filled with hope, forgiveness, blind ignorance, innocence
Like the moment when a love begins, except when someone so manipulative
Is on the other end.. all of your fear is used against you
Joy pursues but insecurities prevent you
The shadows come
They fill my eyes
I’m in a lonely room
It was a lie

Blink and you’ll miss what the wind tells the nose
The Prey are always last to know
Prey that the same doesn’t follow your glow
They watch you, they know your path is bold

Send in the cameras, zealous evangelists
Witness the expressionless, stonefaced, amethyst
Anarchist—past the point of no return
Bridges and wishes to burn no concern for tomorrow
Hope is hollow, I’m drowning in a sea of sorrow
In the depths there is vile disappointment
Loud regrets on the breath of soft voices
My heads rings as the night signs a slow dirge of betrayal
Soon murderous thoughts emerge—If I assail, will the wails avenge all the pain and despair that I tried to heal through desperate prayers to no avail…?//=
I am inept, I am lost near death for the way that I was crossed I am off
And so I shoulder no remorse for the loss
A cold corpse is a life that’s run its course
Black roses for the one I once admired
A good assassination should be quiet

Blink and you’ll miss what the wind tells the nose
The Prey are always last to know
Prey that the same doesn’t follow your glow
They watch you, they know your path is bold

Calm is the sea, though the undertow grows
And waits patiently by the shore
Speak low, they are waiting The Prey. Reggie Bennett

Goodnight

Written By: Reggie Bennett

Dark colored, off humored gorgeous after midnight
Russian Tea Room , Perignon on my 5th flight
Black tie, vintage Valentino on my socialite
Private affair dear, life is who you invite
Not a single weapon formed against me will prosper
Not one pretty whore prestige in her posture, disease in her laughter
Everything she breathes is deceit and greed, soprano lead any opera
Partere seats, me and my favorite prima donna
Austrian chandeliers, alabaster vases, Chevalier quintets, Basquiat collages
Black decadent rap, I think I’m Craig Hodges
Descendent of kings in the pursuit of progress
Truth in my process, when they speak it’s agnostic
Difference between Luther King and Clarence Thomas
This is the Dream generation, yesterday’s promise
So why should I be modest, every moment iconic
Black baritone, they all think I’m exotic
Ironic, they used to keep us silent in bondage
So I sing songs of freedom to pay homage
And never let these m*therf*ckers tell me I ain’t got it
Cooler than your favorite drummer laying in the pocket
Queen for a mistress, wife is a goddess
Life as a renaissance artist, flawless

Chorus

Encore, these are compositions I would die for
Sounds of my dreams that these married women lie for
Cry for, everytime I leave under nightfall
Telling me their life is incomplete like it’s my fault
Life’s short, I ain’t got no time to be your life coach
Rather set sail for an island on a nice boat
Benetau 36.7 out in Monaco, first class yacht m.f. if you didn’t know
I am no Uncle Tom/Step N Fetch it Negro
G-code: take it slow with ordinary people
First among my equals, keynote, regal
He’s so artsy with it the beat is his eisel
Coming off the top of my cathedral
Dios Mio, keep me from regression and evil
Dressed to the nines from my feet to my steeple
Reginald, a prince of the people, addio

Chorus

Heavy starch on my wool Armani creases
Four inch collar on my pea coat decent
Gave a couple dollars to a man so he could eat but
None of that could keep me out the motherf*cking precinct
I'm still a thug in the eyes of a policeman
Even though his woman wanna show me how her knees bend
Call it even, live to play another season
F*cking up the plan like I just left out of Cleveland
Not to be confused with you novices and amateurs
Running 'round with your videographers and cameras
Horrid, too many bad seeds in the orchid and untamed weeds in the garden--Ignore them
I'm gorgeous, every verse, every chorus
Life as a renaissance artist--flawless

Goodnight

Good Night . Reggie Bennett

We Wear The Mask

Written By: Reggie Bennett

Tell me you love me, I don’t care if you really mean t or not
I just need to hear you say it
Tell me I’m your favorite, it’s all I ask better half
Say it slow, make it last, so obsessed with your pretty ass
If I could bottle up the air that you breathe,
I wouldn’t share a gasp; I’d keep everything for me
Your confidence and drive, with you I’m so alive
Nothing I wouldn’t give to see this world through your eyes all the time
This is it; I’m in love with the thought of it
And the way the room hushes when you walk in it
I don’t ever want to spend a day apart from it
Smile; let me get lost in it

Chorus
We wear the mask that grin and lies
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes
This debt we pay to human guile
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile

Stronger than pride, greater than any doubt
Closer to God every time I wear you out—it’s power
Birds sing, trees lean to shade our path, leaves laugh
They love it when I wear my mask
It hides fear, the shadows of my past
So I let it speak on my behalf
And it never, ever fails me till death do us part
The queen of my song, the King of façade
The diamonds in my hand impress and win hearts
I pray that this house of cards never falls apart

Chorus

Remember sophomore year, conservatory era
Ready to do it all, start of the new semester
My mother at the wheel, her face filled with terror
New York to Massachusetts, quietest ride ever
Tuition overdue, she worked s hard for better
She drove me anyway, kissed her before I left her
Told her I love her deeply, but she looked so sad
I was heartbroken, but I wore the mask

We Wear The Mask. Reggie Bennett