30 junho, 2010
R.I.P. RAMMELLZEE aka The Crazy Genius
Rest In Power Rammellzee, 1960-2010. Shotgun in one hand, mic in the other – there will never be another.
“I DON’T LIKE MUSIC. I JUST DO IT BECAUSE IT’S ANOTHER SCULPTURE TO ME. SOLID ROCK, I BREAK THINGS OFF, THE SOUND VIBRATES THE SCULPTURE & THEREFORE, I STAND THERE IN THE DIFFERENT ASPECTS OF ALPHAS BET.Rammellzee
"Someone told me, I don’t know if it’s true, that Rammellzee is the originator of the use of the word “word”, in hip hop slang. That he started that way back, and would answer people by just saying “word.” And that that spread from Rammellzee, I don’t know if that’s true or myth, but if you have to imagine an origin, the idea of reducing everything to the word “word” is so Rammellzee-like."
Jim Jarmusch
“That was a style that Rammellzee had used first. [aka the ‘Gangsta Duck’ style] His style was more effect-driven, while I just held my nose and went “Yo MCs!” But I’d taken the idea of changing my voice from Rammellzee. He’s still underrated, he was the personal rapper for Rock Steady Crew back in the day. [rhymes “Beat Bop” pretty much in its entirety] But that’s where I derived that style that later Muggs had B-Real ask me if B could use, and that’s what turned into the style that B-Real made famous in Cypress Hill. We used to study Cold Crush Brothers, Sugarhill Gang, Funky Four Plus One, and they were structured. But Rammellzee, it was like one long rap! That’s where we got that womp-womp-womp for “River Cubano” and where Muggs got that “Cy-cypress hill…” from the record, it was all Rammellzee, that’s how much of an impact his work had on us.” - Mellow Man Ace
"I hung out with Rammell only once, in the mid-nineties. He drank coffee with Kahlua and told me the FBI had bugged his house. He said he had already “done” the internet so why would he look at “the new version”?Mellow Man Ace - “Rhyme Fighter” (Capitol, 1989)
“He was all dressed up in his white leather trench coat with his bug ski goggles on and leaning against a two-tone brown and tan stretch limousine. He opened the door for me. I said, ‘Where are we going?’ He said, in his best sinister Donald Duck voice, ‘Wherever you want to go as long as I can buy you a pair of shoes there. That’s where we are going my little chicakdee ha ha ha ha."
Suzanne Malouk
29 junho, 2010
Be
I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death through conception
New breath and resurrection
For moms, new steps in her direction
In the right way
Told inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind
But I write many lives and lay on these lines
Wave the signs of the times
Many say the grind's on the mind
Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized
We got arms but won't reach for the skies
Waiting for the Lord to rise
I look into my daughter's eyes
And realize that I'm gonna learn through her
The Messiah, might even return through her
If I'm gonna do it, I gotta change the world through her
Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em
Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun
When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
Never looking back or too far in front of me
The present is a gift
and I just wanna BE
"after i hear this song, it feels like i hit the refresh button on life"
(comentário ao vídeo no youtube)
28 junho, 2010
Kanye West BET Awards 2010 Performance "Power"
Ui, o próximo trabalho de mr west ainda vai dar muiiito que falar. Sem dúvida!
(uma performance à altura do seu ego...e talento)
27 junho, 2010
"lil' homies"*
A música é mázinha (embora o sample do "Riverside Motherfucker!" esteja bem apanhado), mas a coisa vale pelos miúdos!
*Como diria o Tupac.
ADENDA: E não é que, coincidência das coincidências, o "Riverside Motherfucker!", é do... Tupac?!
26 junho, 2010
easy listening (18): naughtyfunkyhotdiscopopsexy Madonna
"She's not me", escrito e produzido por Madonna e Pharell Williams (álbum Hard Candy, 2008).
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20 junho, 2010
domingo danço (7): When it hits you
Sim, é mesmo o King Britt - aquele DJ que costumamos associar à house music mais rodada. Ele e o grupo Sylk 130 - e ainda com colaborações pontuais de Ursula Rucker ou Herbie Hancock - num disco assumidamente direccionado para "funkaholics": When the Funk Hits the Fan (1998).
19 junho, 2010
Mais alguém está contra os samples?
Dick Hyman
Alfie
The Age of Electronicus
Command COM 946-S 1969
(sample 0:03)
J Dilla
Won't Do
The Shining
BBE 2006
(sample a partir 0:06)
Sabem aqueles meninos em África que fazem carrinhos com latas de bebidas e de conservas? Aqui parece me que foi o mesmo que o J dilla fez, pegou em "lixo" e fez uma obra de arte.
(com as devidas ressalvas)
18 junho, 2010
17 junho, 2010
Common - The Light
There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side..
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..
(I'll) take my chances.. before they pass..
.. pass me by, oh darling..
You need to look at the other side..
You'll agree...
The Roots – Web 20/20 & Now or Never
Não um, mas sim dois novos singles da Legendary Roots crew. Colaborações com artistas como Dice Raw, Peedi Peedi, Phonte e Truck North. Embora estas duas musicas não sejam das que mais me agradam...estou com uma boa expectativa em relação ao próximo trabalho de ?uestlove e companhia :)16 junho, 2010
15 junho, 2010
14 junho, 2010
Sage Francis – Best of Times
O rapper Sage Francis está de volta com o álbum "LI(F)E". As talentosas letras de Sage transformam-se agora num impressionante vídeo para o segundo single do seu novo trabalho," Best of Times". Esta musica foi feita com a colaboração do compositor francês Yann Tiersen, que se mostrou ao mundo depois do papel essencial que teve na escolha/composição da banda sonora do filme, Amelie .
"Its been a long and lonely trip but I’m glad I took it cause it was well worth it. Got to read a couple books and do some research before I reached my verdict. Never thought that I was perfect.
Always thought that I had a purpose. And I use to wonder if I’d live to see my first kiss. The most difficult thing that I did was recite my own words at a service. Realizing the person I was addressing probably wasn’t looking down from heaven or cooking up something in hell’s kitchen, trying to listen in or ease drop from some other dimension. It was self serving just like this is.
Conveniently religious on Easter Sunday and on Christmas.
The television went from being a babysitter to a mistress.
Technology made it easy for us to stay in touch while keeping a distance, till we just stay distant and never touch. Now all we do is text too much.
I don’t remember much from my youth. Maybe my memories repressed or I just spend too much time wondering if I’ll ever live to have sex.
Fell in love for the first time in 4th grade but I didn’t have the courage to talk to her.
In 8th grade, I wrote the note and slipped it in somebody else’s locker. Considered killing myself cause of that, it was a big deal, it was a blown cover, it was over for me, my goose was cooked, stick a fork in me, the jig is up, what were my chances? The rest is history. Our future is torn to sunder. It became abundantly clear; I was only brought here to suffer.
at least I didn’t include my name. Thankfully I wrote the whole note in code and it had 10 layers of scotch tape. Safety seal, making it impossible to open
Plus, it was set to self destruct. Whoever read it probably died laughing. I wonder if they lived long enough to realize what happened.
a year later, I came to understand that wasn’t love that I was feeling for her. I had someone else to obsess over. I was older. I was very mature. I forged my time signature while practicing my parents autograph because I was failing math. Disconnected the phone when I thought the teacher would call my home.
Check the mail box twice a day. The end of a long dirt road steamed open a couple envelopes like I was in private detective mode.
If you snoop around long enough for something in particular, you’re guaranteed to find it for better or worse. That’s how I learned it’s best to keep some things private
3X It was the best of times it was the end of times
The best of times. The end of times.
I was always on deck. I was next in line. An only child with a pen and pad, writing a list of things I could never have. Walls in my house were paper thin. The squabbles seemed to get defying. My memories serve me correctly, I made it a point to avoid and forget some things. Probably to keep from being embarrassed. Never meant to upset or give grief to my parents. Kept my secrets hide. My talents in my head. Never run to the mattress. There again couldn’t break me. Never learn a word that could ensure safety. So, I spoke softly then I tip toed off into the door to my room, was like a big old coffin the way that it creaked when I closed it shut. Anxieties peaked when it opened up. As if everything that I was thinking would be exposed. I still sleep fully clothed.
It was the best of times.
It was beautiful
It was brutal
It was cruel
It was business as usual
Heaven
It was hell
Use to wonder if I’d live to see 12.
When I did, I figured that I was immortal. Loved to dance but couldn’t make it to the formal. Couldn’t bare watching my imaginary girlfriend bust a move with any other dudes. Till love was talking about some wild thing but I was still caught up with some child things. Scared of a god who couldn’t spare the rod. It was clearly a brimstone and fire thing. Pyromaniac, kleptomaniac, couldn’t explain my desire to steal that fire. Now I add it to my rider like please don’t, please don’t throw me in that patch of fire.
It was the best of times it was the end of times.
The school councilor was the coolest cause I never skipped classes. Perfect attendance, imperfect accent. Speech impediment that could never really fix and I faked that so I could wear glasses. Considered doing something that would cripple me.
Wanted a wheelchair
Wanted the sympathy
Wanted straight teeth
Then came braces, four years of head gear helped me change faces.
It was the best of times it was the end of times
Now I wonder if I’ll live to see marriage. Wonder if I’ll live long enough to have kids. Wonder if I’ll live to see my kids have kids if I do I’m gonna tell em how it is. But don’t listen when they tell you that these are your best years. Don’t let anyone protect your ears. It’s best to hear what they don’t want you to hear. Better to have pressure from peer then to not have peers. Beer won’t give you chest hair. Spicy food won’t make it curl. When you think you got it all figured out, then everything collapses. Trust me kids. it’s not the end of the world"
13 junho, 2010
Mark Ronson featuring Q-Tip & MNDR – Bang Bang Bang
" ‘Bang Bang Bang’ takes place on a TV show in an unknown country in an unknown time period with an unknown cast of characters. In fact, it’s a lot like ‘Lost,’ but with a better ending. The only thing you need to know is that somewhere in this world, Q-Tip, MNDR and myself are performing the most exciting song ever. And for 3:50, people from all over the galaxy are having the time of their life. "
12 junho, 2010
Guillaume Nery base jumping at Dean's Blue Hole, filmed on breath hold by Julie Gautier
"FREE FALL: World champion freediver Guillaume Nery special dive at Dean's Blue Hole, the deepest blue hole in the world filmed entirely on breath hold by the french champion Julie Gautier. This video is a FICTION and an ARTISTIC PROJECT. Edited by BLUENERY (c). Music: ARCHIVE - you make me feel."
11 junho, 2010
o video* é bom e a letra ainda é melhor
* via HIPHOPulsação
"Love Thirst", do álbum Jeanius (2008, produzido pelo inconfundível 9th Wonder), de Jean Grae.
Vale mesmo a pena ver o video até ao fim... sim, é mesmo o De Niro! Mas creio que será um corte do Taxi Driver montado para o efeito...
"My caramel mohagony fairy tale
He gon' do very well; I'm fearin for the farewell, stay awhile
We could just lay awhie, see me smile better
Lean your chest on me, make you my sweater - I want the rest of you
Pressin me head-up, I need contact
Your windows reflectin me back, later I ask where your memories at
Your face tellin me that, you need a taste
Where the Hennessey's at? C'mon, blace me"
Fashawn – Ode To Illmatic
“What I wanted to do with this was pay homage to the God, Nas Escobar, one of the greatest MCs of my generation, of our generation, and I want to pay homage to this album, Fash prefaces on the tape intro, Genesis just didn’t wanna bite it and rip it like it’s mine, I wanna pay homage, ’cause Illmatic was one of them kinda albums that really impacted my life in a big way so hopefully this does the same for you.” -XXL Staff
10 junho, 2010
Breakbot featuring Irfane – Baby I’m Yours (Video)
A Ed bangers records acabou de lançar o seu mais recente vídeo da musica de Breakbot, "Baby im yours" feat irfane. Para quem ainda não sabe quem é este senhor, ele autoproclama-se " a awesome, sexy Frenchman who makes electronic music that is mainly breakbeat-orientated". O vídeo foi realizado e literalmente feito à mão por Irina Dakava. Este é "basicamente", uma sequência de cerca de 2000 imagens pintadas com aguarelas e sobrepostas umas atrás das outras.
07 junho, 2010
domingo danço (6): é negro e é de propósito
Depois de algumas falhas da minha parte, volto, com atraso de 9 minutos, a esta rubrica.
E como a música que por aqui tocamos é predominantemente luminosa e bem-disposta, trago desta feita um álbum muito noir, com batidas vigorosas (já não tanto a marca clássica do electroclash quanto a do techno progressivo) e linhas melódicas mais ou menos abstractas: First Album (2001), produzido por The Hacker. Na voz e nas letras, a desconcertante Miss Kittin.
"Frank Sinatra"
"1982"
06 junho, 2010
easy listening (16): it's the beat, stupid!
"Cellphone's Dead", faixa do disco The Information (2006), de Beck.
O clip também é muito bom!
05 junho, 2010
e fomos felizes para sempre
Um beat em condições, arranjos impecáveis, scratch, uma boa voz e um rapper: eis como transformar "Toxic", originalmente de Britney Spears (sim, essa mesmo), numa música nova. Obra de Mark Ronson.
Nas – DeJa Vu (No DJ)
Ainda Nas era Nasty Nas, lançou esta bomba. Agora, passado mais de 20 anos, temos a possibilidade de ouvir the reall one, sem o voicecover de J-love. one of the best sem duvida.
(the other one)
04 junho, 2010
Airwalk classics: Carrot Top e Jim Shoes
Em cima as Carrot Top, em baixo as Jim Shoes.
Quando era miúdo deliciava-me com as primeiras... e nunca cheguei a ter umas! Hoje parecem-me ainda mais cool.... e são uma raridade!
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