Modern Trash

Abhi the Nomad. Rarely has an artist name so aptly described the person and passion behind the music. Abhi spent his formative years roving from home to home, country to country, community to community. This constant movement created a sense of displacement in young Abhi, lacking the strong roots that stem from knowing that where you are living is your settled place in the world. At the same time, this nomadic lifestyle allowed him to gain a holistic worldview where he continuously noticed the same patterns, regardless of the place. Waste. Decay. Trash. That's what Abhi's next album, Modern Trash, is all about. A cry to the planet. The same planet that is clearly crying out to us, to stop the destruction. We can’t save it all, but we can each do our part. // "All this time spent a wallflower Just waiting to bloom I’m just an average modern man To you, to you -- And in this twisted time I know the skies will fall But I won’t save it all It’s not my calling -- So all this time we have is all ours No more waiting, make a move You can live inside your modern math I’ll be on the moon, the moon -- For in this wicked time One day our souls will pass and we will settle in this earth They’ll call us modern trash"