Shaun Escoffery live @ jazz Cafe
http://tw.youtube.com/watch?v=CQcr1LL9kV8
原曲收錄在2006年同名首張專輯《Shaun Escoffery》
兩個版本我喜歡現場這個
接近Martin Luther的粗獷
Shaun Escoffery來自英國
一般歸於電子樂範圍
但他的聲音是靈魂樂
2008-10-05
2008-10-04
【新鮮】Wendel Patrick
Wendel Patrick and Salim - My CD Has A Scratch live
http://tw.youtube.com/watch?v=_dypOdmVc_c
出生於華盛頓特區
本名Kevin Gift的Wendel Patrick
從小聽取大量爵士音樂
並且將碎拍採用在目前使用的實驗音樂裡
My CD Has A Scratch是廣為流行在美國東岸舞廳的絕妙之作
說書人Salim的表現讓本曲更為突出
http://tw.youtube.com/watch?v=_dypOdmVc_c
出生於華盛頓特區
本名Kevin Gift的Wendel Patrick
從小聽取大量爵士音樂
並且將碎拍採用在目前使用的實驗音樂裡
My CD Has A Scratch是廣為流行在美國東岸舞廳的絕妙之作
說書人Salim的表現讓本曲更為突出
2008-10-03
【淨】Nu-Soul Magazine
http://blog.nu-soulmag.com/also see http://nu-soulmag.com/musings/
Nu-Soul bridges the gap between the world of R&B/soul and the underground vibes of electronica, the common factor being a grounding in funk, soul and urban lifestyle. This is a place where the sounds of neo-soul, drum and bass, deep house and breakbeat are a part of the same family. Through fascinating articles, engaging interviews, and the latest reviews, Nu-Soul hopes to open minds to the incredible array of soul influenced music available today.
Soul music is not a stagnant sound but rather one that continues to morph and grow. Since the rise of hip-hop other sounds have emerged from the under- ground blending the forward-thinking creativity of electronica with the timeless depth of soul. House, drum and bass, breaks, and neo-soul are all apart of this movement. This one unifying force that pulses with life, spirit and positive energy.
【廠牌】Record Breakin' Music
Record Breakin' Music旗下音樂人有
Kissey Asplund: Stokholm, Sweeden
DJ Junior: Philly, PA, USA
Joy Jones: Los Angeles, Ca, USA
Anthony Valadez: Northridge, CA, USA
Daz-i-Kue: Atlanta, GA, USA via London, UK
DnS: Atlanta, GA, USA
Spinnerty: San Francisco, Ca, USA
Vicelounge: Brooklyn, NY, USA
另外也有podcast
EAVESDROP RADIO
Hosted by
DJs Junior & Lil' Dave
本期tracklist
Ruckus Robotics – Lesson 7: What’s Funk? [Grease Records]
The Grits – Crazy Legs [Freestyle]
Soopasoul – It’s Just Begun [Jalapeno Records]
Speedometer – No Man Worries (DJ Format’s Funky People Remix) [Freestyle]
Black Feeling – Honky Tonk Popcorn [Freestyle]
Beat Suite Trio – untitled [Recordbreakin’]
Black Ivory – You & I [Today]
Q-Tip – Getting’ Up [Motown]
Mayha – Should get up [Jazzy Sport]
LMNO – Work of Art [Up Above]
Foreign Exchange – Daykeeper ft. Muhsinah [Nicolay Music]
Ruth Ann Cunningham – Be Free [cdr]
Flying Lotus – Tea Leaf Dancer (P. Slang Remix) [cdr]
Brand New Heavies – Music (Tom Moulton mix) [Delicious Vinyl]
Donnie – If I Were You [Soul Thought Ent.]
Natural Self – Feet Keep Moving [Tru Thoughts]
Deisler – In the Woods [Tru Thoughts]
Sao Benitez – Feeling High [Kinky Sweet Recordings]
Chieko Kinbara – Heart of Fire [Grand Gallery]
TM Juke and the Jack Baker Trio - Omak Besar [Tru Thoughts]
Hypnotic Brass Ensemble – Brass in Africa [Handcuts Records]
Gecko Turner – Afobeatnik (Seiji Remix) [Love Monk]
Thievery Corporation – Vampires (ft. Femi Kuti) [ESL]
Hygher Baby – Intro [Circulations]
Ursula Rucker – Anduknowwhat? [FiveSix Media]
Kindred the Family Soul – House of Love [Hidden Beach]
Sy Smith – B Side Love Affair [Psyko]
Arthur Lewis – Far Side of Town [Rxlngr]
2008-10-01
另一章
終於
我們聯繫了
我還是為妳著想
因為我知道妳不敢在兩通簡訊之後撥電話給我
所以我為妳著想
妳何須對我說抱歉
這些時日
至少我活著過來了
我一個人活著過來了
而妳
卻在他的陪伴之下
對一切依舊感到茫然
你該對自己說抱歉的
也無須對我說些我沒有做錯之類的叨叨絮
對錯與否我自己清楚
雖然
我很想對妳說
「我們再在一起吧」
因為我至今仍割捨不了那兩千多個日子的歷史精神
但我不能說
一說出口
僅有的尊嚴會蕩然無存
但我好希望說出口
妳的熟悉感是多麼依舊
彷彿我們停在失約之前
我們什麼都不是了
只剩下一句對不起
以及沉默到底的通訊聲
每個人都要我過好日常生活
而妳知道嗎
每個人都不了解妳對我的意義
我們是那麼的知悉對方
儘管存在所有情侶都具備的難解之結
可是那對我來說不足以阻礙未來
我也幾度確信妳懂得
人有幾個五年可以度過
就在我逐步隱忍妳可能脫軌的演出之際
這個五年
必須空白了
還是得空白了
我很想念妳
習慣想念妳
想念那個妳
在沒有妳的房間裡
我們聯繫了
我還是為妳著想
因為我知道妳不敢在兩通簡訊之後撥電話給我
所以我為妳著想
妳何須對我說抱歉
這些時日
至少我活著過來了
我一個人活著過來了
而妳
卻在他的陪伴之下
對一切依舊感到茫然
你該對自己說抱歉的
也無須對我說些我沒有做錯之類的叨叨絮
對錯與否我自己清楚
雖然
我很想對妳說
「我們再在一起吧」
因為我至今仍割捨不了那兩千多個日子的歷史精神
但我不能說
一說出口
僅有的尊嚴會蕩然無存
但我好希望說出口
妳的熟悉感是多麼依舊
彷彿我們停在失約之前
我們什麼都不是了
只剩下一句對不起
以及沉默到底的通訊聲
每個人都要我過好日常生活
而妳知道嗎
每個人都不了解妳對我的意義
我們是那麼的知悉對方
儘管存在所有情侶都具備的難解之結
可是那對我來說不足以阻礙未來
我也幾度確信妳懂得
人有幾個五年可以度過
就在我逐步隱忍妳可能脫軌的演出之際
這個五年
必須空白了
還是得空白了
我很想念妳
習慣想念妳
想念那個妳
在沒有妳的房間裡
很想讓妳帶著罪惡感一輩子
但我還是讓妳贖了一些罪
我承擔了
不是嗎？
但我還是讓妳贖了一些罪
我承擔了
不是嗎？
Killah Priest - Stained Glass Freestyle Pt.6
Killah Priest - Stained Glass Freestyle Pt.6
Typed by: DaSun Akbar
(Chorus) Priest x3
If you got eyes you could see
A real nigga like me
Behind the Stained Glass CD
Let your conscious go; let your mind be free
Behind the Stained Glass CD
[Killah Priest]
Within the nursery of the galaxies
Space, astros pass
It's a comet coming made of Stained Glass
Pick up your black telescope, some threw it
See it twirling close, coming like a world when slow
To the whole worlds engulfed
It collides into the side of the entire East Coast
Sending a ground wave
Through the Midwest, all the way to the West Coast
Death smoke, Priest steps out of the rubbish
With another statement he makes it public
CNN, satellite dishes, they all have coverage
Or silly emcees with no concepts begin running
Their empires crumbling
I come and take over the planet, through branding
With the hot iron of my logo I stamp it
Damaged, you can't manage, something so gigantic
I stand up the seas and throw Titanics
You little emcees before me just vanish
Just a sample of the ink art
I print upon my notebook canvas
Anglo-Saxon street niggas
Renaissance pictures and fogs of each killa
Original Art, MPC harps, after they squeeze trigger
The album suppose to be a double but I divorced a couple
I gave the first half custody a 15 with a bonus
If you miss scenes the second half
I gave one, let's say - higher much deeper dimension
Like "Oh Emmanuel" sung by Jeni Fujita
One, two, well they're all off the meter
Come talk with the teacher
The third one, let's say - that forms into a day
And planet's eons away, just to bring you back to the blue planet
With nitrogen skies, I write 'em inscribed in vitamin's side
I give 'em to you in vitamins size
The emperor eyes are on you, to forewarn you
For the _?calling?_ my psalms soothes the savage beast
The addicts with habits in the streets
The maggots and the creeps with ratchets beneath
Packing the heat, death to child molesters
Peace to brothers to found the treasure
Death to Bush, peace to the dreads with kush
Death to the judges that threw the book
Peace to all the crooks but with intelligence
On how to hack on what the government jooks
Death to the Nazi's, peace to the god-ly
Death to the Illuminati, peace to the few in the lobby
Death to the AIDS, death to the cage, death to the CIA
Peace to life, peace and love, peace to the light
Peace to Yahweh, peace to Allah, peace to God
Peace to the sun, moon and the stars
Peace to the pen and the pad
Peace to the May 20th, "Behind the Stained Glass"
Typed by: DaSun Akbar
(Chorus) Priest x3
If you got eyes you could see
A real nigga like me
Behind the Stained Glass CD
Let your conscious go; let your mind be free
Behind the Stained Glass CD
[Killah Priest]
Within the nursery of the galaxies
Space, astros pass
It's a comet coming made of Stained Glass
Pick up your black telescope, some threw it
See it twirling close, coming like a world when slow
To the whole worlds engulfed
It collides into the side of the entire East Coast
Sending a ground wave
Through the Midwest, all the way to the West Coast
Death smoke, Priest steps out of the rubbish
With another statement he makes it public
CNN, satellite dishes, they all have coverage
Or silly emcees with no concepts begin running
Their empires crumbling
I come and take over the planet, through branding
With the hot iron of my logo I stamp it
Damaged, you can't manage, something so gigantic
I stand up the seas and throw Titanics
You little emcees before me just vanish
Just a sample of the ink art
I print upon my notebook canvas
Anglo-Saxon street niggas
Renaissance pictures and fogs of each killa
Original Art, MPC harps, after they squeeze trigger
The album suppose to be a double but I divorced a couple
I gave the first half custody a 15 with a bonus
If you miss scenes the second half
I gave one, let's say - higher much deeper dimension
Like "Oh Emmanuel" sung by Jeni Fujita
One, two, well they're all off the meter
Come talk with the teacher
The third one, let's say - that forms into a day
And planet's eons away, just to bring you back to the blue planet
With nitrogen skies, I write 'em inscribed in vitamin's side
I give 'em to you in vitamins size
The emperor eyes are on you, to forewarn you
For the _?calling?_ my psalms soothes the savage beast
The addicts with habits in the streets
The maggots and the creeps with ratchets beneath
Packing the heat, death to child molesters
Peace to brothers to found the treasure
Death to Bush, peace to the dreads with kush
Death to the judges that threw the book
Peace to all the crooks but with intelligence
On how to hack on what the government jooks
Death to the Nazi's, peace to the god-ly
Death to the Illuminati, peace to the few in the lobby
Death to the AIDS, death to the cage, death to the CIA
Peace to life, peace and love, peace to the light
Peace to Yahweh, peace to Allah, peace to God
Peace to the sun, moon and the stars
Peace to the pen and the pad
Peace to the May 20th, "Behind the Stained Glass"
Killah Priest - Stained Glass Freestyle Pt.1
Killah Priest在今年出版正式專輯《Behind the Stained Glass》之前
有這麼一套《Stained Glass Freestyles》
裡頭有6部曲（除了bonus之外）
頭尾2首是我覺得很有深意的
也感謝專業typemaker DaSun Akbar（ThankU!!!）
感覺一下吧
Stained Glass Freestyle Pt.1
Typed by: DaSun Akbar
Uh-eh-eh-eh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, it's like life, uh, uh
[Killah Priest]
A penny for your wishes; a dollar for your thoughts
A century in their prison, if you blow trial in court
You know the hustlers, cold, die young and never grow old
Dealers with faces, ice cold disciples
But if you slip they turn to Judas
A lot of big names blew it, so watch it move it
Yeah, real cats who really did it, never became rappers
They either in coffins or in jail
With their dates carved on the walls with slashes
So who these guys but actor, you can't fool me
My lives far from a movie
Priest the Stained Glass medallion, from yours truly
I'd been in every part of Brooklyn
I know all the gods; all the stars; all the hoodlums
So if pounds don't go down, you must be a dude from out of town
I play the silent robe, catch me by the lounge
But anyway with all that, we all lived the street life
Are you really wild as you say you are?
Same cats stunt, same cat in the grave tomorrow
Nah, we wanna get old, raise kids, gray beards
Looking back in the best years
We left here, while y'all carried on in the drug apocalypse
Thrown in the black pit that's bottomless
I wanna see days like Solomon
Seeing life through scope so I honor it
These dudes's lying like getting shot is hot
They only say that 'cause they not witchu on the block
They ain't warning about the plans the government got for us
They work for the man we discovered in plot from cuffs
And please most of these emcees are cowards
All they talk about is the cheese and powder
But not the real like release the power
'Cause a lot don't know, so the seeds won't grow
Which misleads to the enemy's threshold?
Flesh cold on the gurney, soul leaves, start your journey
Everlasting no more, in return green, ashes to ashes
Gold halo bird wings, if we read God's words we could still thug it out
Not laying on the pavement blood in your mouth
G-Ciples, street survival, thug's for God
Come as you are, mugs with scars, broke with no jobs
Smoke in your jaws, high all you scratching
Heroin withdraws; this ain't heaven, so why rest here?
Think about yesteryears, the blood, sweat and tears
How many dudes listen to Marvin? Cry for love
We rather listen to Mob men and die from slugs
They can't quote a verse from Jesus but know the verses from Ether
But won't listen to Nas when his records are deeper
Hold on let me take a breather; they won't listen to Priest either
Since when is it cool to run like a Cheetah?
Maybe we're too blunted off a reefer
Maybe we'll learn when them same bullets return
And it's too late, the hood is adjourned
The next court date is tomorrow
Think about of who you follow
Think about the time we're wasting
When you move upon that bottle
Shalom I stand behind the glass
May you think before you sink up in the gas?
Nuclear war man, we don't need that
有這麼一套《Stained Glass Freestyles》
裡頭有6部曲（除了bonus之外）
頭尾2首是我覺得很有深意的
也感謝專業typemaker DaSun Akbar（ThankU!!!）
感覺一下吧
Stained Glass Freestyle Pt.1
Typed by: DaSun Akbar
Uh-eh-eh-eh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, it's like life, uh, uh
[Killah Priest]
A penny for your wishes; a dollar for your thoughts
A century in their prison, if you blow trial in court
You know the hustlers, cold, die young and never grow old
Dealers with faces, ice cold disciples
But if you slip they turn to Judas
A lot of big names blew it, so watch it move it
Yeah, real cats who really did it, never became rappers
They either in coffins or in jail
With their dates carved on the walls with slashes
So who these guys but actor, you can't fool me
My lives far from a movie
Priest the Stained Glass medallion, from yours truly
I'd been in every part of Brooklyn
I know all the gods; all the stars; all the hoodlums
So if pounds don't go down, you must be a dude from out of town
I play the silent robe, catch me by the lounge
But anyway with all that, we all lived the street life
Are you really wild as you say you are?
Same cats stunt, same cat in the grave tomorrow
Nah, we wanna get old, raise kids, gray beards
Looking back in the best years
We left here, while y'all carried on in the drug apocalypse
Thrown in the black pit that's bottomless
I wanna see days like Solomon
Seeing life through scope so I honor it
These dudes's lying like getting shot is hot
They only say that 'cause they not witchu on the block
They ain't warning about the plans the government got for us
They work for the man we discovered in plot from cuffs
And please most of these emcees are cowards
All they talk about is the cheese and powder
But not the real like release the power
'Cause a lot don't know, so the seeds won't grow
Which misleads to the enemy's threshold?
Flesh cold on the gurney, soul leaves, start your journey
Everlasting no more, in return green, ashes to ashes
Gold halo bird wings, if we read God's words we could still thug it out
Not laying on the pavement blood in your mouth
G-Ciples, street survival, thug's for God
Come as you are, mugs with scars, broke with no jobs
Smoke in your jaws, high all you scratching
Heroin withdraws; this ain't heaven, so why rest here?
Think about yesteryears, the blood, sweat and tears
How many dudes listen to Marvin? Cry for love
We rather listen to Mob men and die from slugs
They can't quote a verse from Jesus but know the verses from Ether
But won't listen to Nas when his records are deeper
Hold on let me take a breather; they won't listen to Priest either
Since when is it cool to run like a Cheetah?
Maybe we're too blunted off a reefer
Maybe we'll learn when them same bullets return
And it's too late, the hood is adjourned
The next court date is tomorrow
Think about of who you follow
Think about the time we're wasting
When you move upon that bottle
Shalom I stand behind the glass
May you think before you sink up in the gas?
Nuclear war man, we don't need that
2008-09-30
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