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PHASE 2 (aka Lonny Wood) is one of the most influential and well known New York City aerosol artists. Mostly active in the 1970s, Phase 2 is generally credited with originating the "bubble letter" style of aerosol writing, also known as "softies". He was also influential in the early hip-hop scene.
Phase 2 is from The Bronx, and attended DeWitt Clinton High School along with a number of other early graffiti artists. Many famous graffiti writers of the early 1970s would meet at a doughnut shop across from the school called the Coffee Shop before heading down to the subway station at 149th Street and Grand Concourse to watch tagged trains on the IRT line pass by. Phase 2 was mentored in graffiti by his friend and neighbor Thomas Lee aka Lee 163d!, one of the pioneers of graf writing in The Bronx.
He began writing in late 1971 under the name Phase 2, a moniker which had a rather mundane provenance. As Phase 2 would later recall, "the previous year we'd given this party. We were getting ready to give another one and I said, 'We'll call this one Phase Two.' I don't know why, but I was stuck on the name. It had meaning for me. I started writing 'Phase 2.'"
Waiting for the sun
To burn away the season
Revealing the place we called home
Built by our blood and our blood alone
We will find our summit again
This blood does not flow through her veins
As she walks on floors by mother laid
Sheltered by the roof my father built tall
To shield us from all that may fall
We will find our summit again
It will take more than the snow
To bury all that you have known
Waiting for the sun to burn away the season
Revealing the place we called home
Built by our blood and our blood alone
Soon will come the winter's end
We will find our summit again
It will take more than the snow
Before it gets dark
And lights are turned down
And dreams put off to another day
In merciless quiet
Revealing I have
Forever and completely lost my way
I down a last dring
And drown for some hours
How madly I'm challenged by unrest
Tomorrow I'll leave
To build a new mansion
Way up on the towering crest
Find me walking over
Trap doors that swallow every plan
I'll be waiting in the death zone
Never waste a thought on me again (x2)
The summit pokes out
Of meaningless clouds
Each step takes me higher and higher
I know I can reach
The impossible goal
The vanishing point of desire
Oh high is the price
For what keeps me going
And dearly I'll pay for my sin
Cold winds from the north
From a fathomless source
Carry the new ice age in
Find me walking over
Trap doors that swallow every plan
I'll be waiting in the death zone
Never waste a thought on me again (x2)
As long as you're not being wild
Your life is in good hands
As long as you're not going too far
Your life is in good hands (x2)
Find me walking over
Trap doors that swallow every plan
I'll be waiting in the death zone
(Dave Hill-Steve Watts)(Cloth Cap Songs)
(Instrumental)
Hold I house the most
time for me to rollercoast
and time for you to up and go
you're making a fool
poking fun of ghosts
can't you please follow your nose?
and leave supplies for those
Knuckle down! knuckle down!
Inside my mouth, I feel the air, It may be a scream, But I think it's fair. Yes I know, Your latest frame Veronica Franco, Take me to the grave...
Come to the mountains, I know you'll like it. Come to the mountains, We'll make you feel again...
Inside my mouth, I feel the air, It may be green, But I think it's fair, Yes I know, Your latest frame Veronica Franco Take me to the grave...
Come to the mountains, I know you'll like it. Come to the mountains, We'll make you feel again...