Once upon a time, a block raised a boy, the boy became a man, and then the man became an emcee. He never thought he would be. In fact, Daniel Stanton (his band mates call him D) fell into Hip-Hop. You can ask him; though it wasn’t planned it also was no accident.
His story is simply extraordinary, just like his style. While running the streets of Phoenix, AZ as a child he found himself with a load of idle time. He did the things a kid his age would; hang out, chase girls, and play sports. He reveled in his freedom and the close-knit diverse crowd he ran with. However, the lack of guidance left him with no other choice than to raise himself. So he did, he made good and bad choices. Experienced his fair share of capers and hustles. Fell down and got up again. What emerged after years of self-realization was a soulful and intuitive being gifted and cursed with the instinct to tell the truth, by any means necessary. Not always accepted by the powers that be, but perfect for contributing to a positive evolution in Hip-Hop.
In an industry where wealth and bravado clamor for most populous lyrical content, Daniel just tells it like it is and how it should be. Simple, but not so plain. Unaffected by image and aesthetics he wants people to “just listen” with the hope that the honesty and positivity his band exudes will resonate and resound. His experience with emceeing has certainly gone through a metamorphosis from witnessing drunken ciphers in the park to producing profanity free and uplifting bars. Now Daniels baritone and clarity moves crowds. You are quick to believe and hang on his every word because there are no gimmicks, bells, or whistles blocking his flow. Just pure, uncut, and dope.