A great review of the L.A. Got Aloha trip/event here: http://www.suspendmag.com/2011/08/so-much-aloha-feat-la-got-aloha-2011/
a few snaps from the night/site…
Ever heard of the dude? I’m sure you felt his basslines rumbling from somewhere beyond the dark. I’ve often wondered where he comes up with his sound, and very distinctive style. Which, by the way, can be picked out of a line-up with ease. When you hear his circular tunes and effects patterns, you know it’s snowing somewhere inside of your eardrums. Well, he just released a mix of his inspiration over the past few years. I must say that this is one for the dreamers and thinkers out there. With every track-select, I can hear Eskmo all over it. It completely displays his inspiration, sound, and use of the sampling within his own tunes. Indulge in the 20 minutes of relaxation, and vocal awareness. I smell tree bark, and feel colors while whisked off over seas…
First of all, I’m surprised that I could even find 10 albums worth listening to this past year. These years haven’t been too consistent in decent “albums,” less than singles. 2009 spawned a good deal of music. The trouble is, as time goes on, the less I want to hear more of one artist, since there are so much talented folks out there. Not only were these following albums classics-in-the-making, but they made quite an impression and grew on me in no time at all. In this day and age of short attention spans, empty beer cans, and indoor tans, no one really sits through a whole album no more. Right? I hope it’s not just me that thinks quality doesn’t come in quantity. Let’s start at the beginning, in no semi-particular order, but really in a cascading tier manner…
The Foreign Exchange – Leave It All Behind
The concept is undeniable. Smooth from beginning to end. After listening all the way through, I truly felt, pain, sorrow, joy, love and hate in one instance. Nicolay is one of the smoothest producers of our time, hands down. His solo sophomore act, Shibuya, is right up here with this one. LIAB brings a much more down-to-earth, bite of reality style to even the average ear. Every song is a scene in your relationship, don’t front. If the production wasn’t superb enough, Phonte comes in from left field, and is still directly on point. Tracks to caress include “Take Off The Blues,” “Daykeeper” and title track.
J. Boogie’s Dubtronic Science – Soul Vibrations
Comfort and Pleasure. The two things most sought after in life. I found it in one place. J. Boogie’s production has soothed the ears and minds of many, but nothing like vibrating the most important part of someone. What an appropriate title. I would file this one under V, between Vibration and Vintage.
Tech N9ne – K.O.D.
The many styles of the multi-flow vet has evolved 10-fold once again. With each album comes a new style, a new concept, and a varying perspective of a day in the life of The Neena. What fascinates me most, is the cadence, the delivery, and how every album is such an entertaining adventure. Once again, Tech has delivered the Strangest of the Strange. Faves include “Leave Me Alone” & “Shadows on the Road”
Krizz Kaliko – Genius
Unfuckwitable style. The Funkra master may not get the shine he deserves, but that’s because every one is sleeping. Deep 4th Stage REM style naps, that is. I wouldn’t even want to file this under Rap/Hip Hop, but probably next to the Tylenol, Advil med section. This stuff cures stupidity. It ain’t for the faint of heart, but it is worth listening to “Misunderstood” and “Bipolar” for a start.
Eminem – Relapse
But, really, who didn’t like this one? It’s that white rapper dude again, one of the greatest Emcees of our time. Really can’t say anything that hasn’t already been done spoken of. Dude’s words can make a grown guy cry, the word loyalty lie, and birth die. Forever a fan of the wordplay.
Crown City Rockers – The Day After Forever
It’s good to know that quality Hip Hop can still be produced my means other than digital. Nice and tight group with multifaceted talents at work here. Since Mission One, these amazing amazers are never a let down, on solo, or together. “Forever Song” rings in my ears. Not a bad joint to bring in the new year.
Kero One – Early Believers
To be cutthroat and honest, I enjoy the beats a lot more than the rhymes. The productions’ flavors are packed with enough organic ingredients to feed you and your long forgotten high school classmates’ excuse of a cohort of beeflovers-turned vegans, and their green eyed, green furred fuzz of a mutt. A very satisfactory follow up from the ‘Windmills…” album. The selection, “Welcome to the Bay” makes me want to live and breathe the dodgy, smoggy air, live life and be joyous.
Cosmic Gate – Sign Of The Times
It’s not very often that an electronic producer(s) can create something so magical that appeals to me, or even a Trance album to say the least. It comes mainly from single tracks or a part of a bigger mix. I’ve been an avid follower of Cosmic Gate, and I relish away in their music. Every track on this full length memento has a character of its own. The mood swings from left to right, to darkness in light. Life has a way of shining through a prism of colors that resemble necessities in this world. And this one’s an aural journey through the senses. Take this one as a sign of our time.
Kryptic Minds – One Of Us
Deep Dubstep at its finest. Another one of the few electronic geniuses that stole my heart this past year. The other day, actually, I just dug my heart back up from the mound of dirt, dust, and mud sitting stagnant atop the yelping glob of Germans with protruding chainsaws, gauze, and rusty rods hanging from their lower lips, screaming for God, only to find it drenched in coats of glitter and gleam that resembled my love for Kryptic’s mind’s eye, a.k.a. knack for music. This one gives me good feelings of embracing the darkness. Nevertheless, the perfect album to play in the background when at work, while still leaving room to think.
STS9 – Peaceblaster : New Orleans Make it Right Remixes
STS9 is awe-inspiring already, but to have a world class lineup flippin’, dippin’, slicin’, and dicin’ their already-sick tunes, is just the icing on the cake. From artists like Nosaj Thing, Eskmo, Prefuse73, Dharmatronix, Daedelus, and more, you really can’t touch this one with a 40 foot pole. Think of it as the sunshine in your ears. You better get your sunblock on before popping this in the player. The heat will burn ya. Trust.
Snoop Dogg – Malice In Wonderland
Uncle S-N-double O P is having fun with this one, and I had fun listening to it. Enjoyed more songs than any other album since Tha Doggfather.
John Legend – Evolver
Don’t front, it’s John Legend, he turns things to gold with his vocal chords, even your girlfriend. Evolver revolves.
Jay-Z – Blueprint 3
In my eyes, a classic before it even dropped. Young!
At any given time, catch me bumpin one or the other on my playlist, or on your kid’s iPod Nano that I took from his schoolbag. Looking forward to good things in music this year. Stay up.
After watching this video on repeat, it really makes me rethink my life as a “DJ.” Wicked…I know, right.
What’s the deal with not manufacturing Technics 1200 turntables anymore, in the near future?
I keep hearing more and more about it, and the more it seems ridiculous. These things been around longer than a half of forever, and even if they stopped, I think Technics will still get the love it always has, despite the movement in the new digital age. Technics will always be the father of your favorite bastard MP3 players. Even if they stop making them, these measley CDJ-canker-mouth-player-shapes will still pay its dues where its needed, and bow to its predecessor with an unforgiving jawdroopling crevice of a mouth.
Any which way, I’m a Vestax user, myself, so I don’t care. I just hope they make something great that my grandkids can piss on, and still be in top notch condition. Technics for prez!
In case you missed this heater…
I actually have the Slap Chop. I wish all advertising was like this. It’s very convincing.
Yeah, so everytime I see this video, i want to hang my own self by the balls, bury my turntables, and becoming a McDonalds franchisee. In no particular order. I just want others to feel the same way that I do in their own right.
Netik’s drums are to die for. (almost)
Afterwards I would probably steal his hands and pawn it off to the anunnaki
Good things emitting once again from the East Rim of the Pacific…
Meiso “夜道 / YOMICHI (Album Version)” features Shing02
written and performed by Meiso and Shing02
produced by Vector Omega
keys by Emi Meyer
drum elements by Motoki Yamaguchi
directed and edited by Earl-Louis
Honolulu and Tokyo Unit: shot by Earl-Louis and Erik Takagi-Butts.
Live Unit: shot by Earl-Louis, Katsunori Aoki and Yuichiro Senda
bio, etc. :
Large ups to Meiso and Shing02. Quality always.
A considerable gift for the holidays for the fist-clenching, head-bobbing baby friend of yours…
The DJ Guitar by Chicco is an electronic toy guitar full of features for the young child. Select from three different musical styles (rock, pop, and blues) and choose among 3 play modes (short tunes, pre-recorded melodies and follow-me). The 23 pre-recorded melodies can be enriched with the 3 different mixer functions: drums, vibration and acceleration of the rhythm
[disclaimer: I'm glad that Hip Hop opted out of the choices of genre. Now I can live my life knowing that toddlers will be free from the drugs, sex, and violence in their young adolescent lives.]
Cheapest place found — > Shop now @ Target
New Music Tuesdays!
Big ups to 2Dopeboyz
consistently holding down any and everything necessary in good music.
Alternative DOWNLOAD HERE. featuring your favorite Hawaiian skratch DJ with a mini-cameo at the end.
The boys up in L.A. doing big things, as usual.
Be on the lookout, fellow bloggers.
Last minute cuts on the track by yours truly.
I just hope this lights your grams’ panties on fire, for the heat will be broughten.
Some things in life are necessary, like Ziploc bags. Thanks to Ziploc and their wonderful creation. Im hot and hardshelled, like a bullet in a star.
Get the review and audio on the jump:
Keepin’ it fresh…
If you seemed to have been out of the Hip Hop loop for a minute and thirty seconds or so, you might have missed something crucial in the movement of conscious Hip Hop music. Apparently, Seattle seems to stem new seeds in my faith of Hip Hop and the culture in general. Can’t say that I’ve experienced the land, but know enough to appreciate the amazing acoustics that flourish from afar.
Well, what I’m really saying, is to welcome the once ‘up-and-coming,’ now ‘here-to-stay,’ duo Common Market. The new album, Tobacco Road, is one to definitely not pass up. The production is pure quality, including the most crisp sounds to pleasure any ears of an organism. From the simple samples of Producer/DJ Sabzi, to the resolute and sincere words of RA Scion. The sounds and ideas generate from a deeper level, which allows for open thoughts and exploration into the minds of the duo. To confront their credibility with hesitation, is to prepare for discomfort and discomposure.
Besides a compliment from a stranger, or an auditory scent of sunshine, this is what I‘d rather have in my ears.
“Black Patch War” @ Verite Coffee (Washington)
Let the beliefs that brought them together do the same for you and their music. Please, feel free to be a conscious conformists, for once.
Common Market on Myspace
In reality, Seattle, Washington, is just another rock in the reef of Hawaii’s stepping stones into the world.
With a fearless opening sequence and an active conscience, the hunger is crystal clear here. Creed Chameleon’s new attitude is everything but lazy.
Just as eager as he was to release his third album, I was just as much looking forward to hearing it. The determination is evident throughout the album. From one track to the next, non-idleness prevails. PAUSE. breathe. Before all the goody-two-shoes-boost-me-up-5-mic-reviews-prejudiceness occurs, I’m gonna be straight up and honest. I have a big opportunity here. Since, we’re both crewmates, I feel I should roast’im at my leisure. I will be as vague as possible, careful as to not disturb the image we have of his wonderful self. I’ll pick pocket the unpleasant areas as needed. Pardon Creed as Packo becomes partisan.
Here I sit in the dim spotlight, with my meticulous mean mug on, previewing the new album, “SIQ of Lazy”. Altogether, to say the least, the great thing about this album is that you can expect the Creed Chameleon we’ve all come to know. Unfortunately you can also expect the same Creed Chameleon we’ve all come to know. Same ol’ creedentials. Boh!
In any case, aside from other local artists with their own releases, there aren’t many that can compare to Creed Chameleon’s status and accomplishments thus far. With that, I guess I expected a little more from a third-season wordsmith. I sort of see it as him being the voice for us as artists and everyone else that would follow-up with products shortly after. He’s like the spokesperson for us in the entourage. He is our prototype, he should live up to it.
Undoubtedly improving from the past two albums, “Defy” and “Love Potion Cyanide”, I still wanted more. Lyrically, his delivery falls a bit short and a number of the hooks aren’t to my liking. They are not melodic enough for me to grab a hold of and recite in mid-sentence to a homie or two. (which is a fun thing to do, by the way) Isn’t worth it to single out which tracks, so decide for yourself. The cadences are unfavorable in minimal areas throughout the album, I noticed. A broken flow definitely throws me off from time to time. But, he picks himself up and jumps back on track as expected. Now, unless he’s going for the broken-bebop-rap-static-glitch-hitchhiker technique, then it’s understandable. Or is it? Again, this is my dogmatic principles on my wants and needs, so it doesn’t matter what you really think of it.
Creed Chameleon is a veteran in the game and he’s great and spectacular at what he does. Actually, he’s one of my favorite MC’s reppin’ Hawaii, but I want an album that is near perfection if he’s willing to represent us. I am a Taurean baby, so that’s what I always want. Perfection, or at least a rendition of it. I’m not the type of hip hop fan that listens to a whole lot of albums front to back, frequently. Most times, a lot of the filler songs, if not all, are just trash. Do ya feels me? But you know how it goes, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Gotta sift through the sand dunes
Right now, I’ll morph into a hippo. Going against my own judgment, I can honestly say, “SIQ of Lazy” is one of the fewer albums from Hawaii that contains actual quality from horn to tail. It’s hard to find a decent album coming out of the 808 worth more than anything incomparable to Waikiki pigeons. Though it may be worth 2-3 listen sessions to fully understand his words and messages, just in case you missed it the first time around, do it anyway. Maybe you’ll catch something I missed. Speaking of messages, seriously, a bit superfluous with the voicemails, huh? A little overboard for me. A bit difficult to vibe out when deterred with skits midway through song. Perhaps the idea of placing the listener in his skin to experience his feelings of pain, joy, hatred, and love was the intention…which works. But don’t burden a quality album like that. Storytelling with Mr. C. Oh well, make of it as you will. Don’t ever let me discourage you.
I think if being a critic was my profession, no one would make it in the industry. Probably because I hate everything. I tease Creed because I like him.
OK, enough of the bullshit talkin’. You know I’m just mad because I’m not featured on the album, nor left him any voicemails. *darn* On that note, I’m gonna switch in a total 180 degree direction now. Overall, I think it’s a great, well-produced, quality album. The samples chosen are probably the highlight for me throughout the tracks. Guerilla radios and sampled hooks. The beats are Beijing-opening-ceremonial-style flame torch fire on this album, and a beat can only be as good as an MC is. So everything meshes well together. Everything falls where it needs to, like that straight piece you needed to complete a game of Tetris. Or the bird crap that seems to always finds your shoulder, “SIQ of Lazy” will find your ears. Maybe even your heart, who knows. To further commend the chameleon, he is complimented wonderfully by a handful of local artists. Some of the most well- and un-well-known intermediary influences are here to display their definitions of lazy. Artists include Mox, Krystillez, NoMasterBacks, Ion Myke, Meiso, Everybody Knows, TKO, and Joe Dub, just to name a few. Their contribution truly blesses this surreal, siq-ening session of laziness. Overall satisfaction with the mix of styles and delivery.
The production is A+. Blessed beats by Ion Myke, Observ, Slapp Symphony, CyrusFX, Nomadd, Joe Dub and more, busted my eardrums but a few times. The variety in production adds to the ever-changing versatility throughout the album. The moods are vast and various. One minute you got your balls in a vice grip, the next you got a doll on the dizznick. The album displays the Chameleon’s adaptable features we’ve longed to hear on record. “SIQ of Lazy” really shows his compatibility as an artist. I’ve always enjoyed a well-rounded, diversified album in my everyday rotation of music. Emotions switch from one temperament to the next. From head to toe, from truth in the voice messages, this is one from Hawaii’s underground that you probably don’t want to let pass up, like a free shot of patron to the dome.
I really hate to pick apart the selections and have a favorite, or two, or three. But I will, unapologetically. The opening, and title track is a definite theatrical grand entrance no matter which way you look at it, hear it or feel it. With DJ Observ on the production, those two are clearly meant to be. Invisible is a very atmospheric track that is smooth on the head noddin’. Emo-rap at its finest. With tracks like Hell, consider yourself his b*tch in his world. Don’t let go of his pocket, you’ll be sorry. On the other side, you got tracks like Choke, Tonight and Much More To Say, laced with beats by the noteworthy MC/producer, Ion Myke. Continuously killin’ it with the ill samples and grittiness across half the album. Additionally aiding Creed, vocally, in his quest over a few tracks as well. Another highlight for me are the final two tracks, Eat Sh*t & Die into See You Again. You may not enjoy it, but I love how it’s all about my foot on your face in the dirt, then segueing beautifully into a heartfelt rap ballad. It’s tragic art. Juxtaposition of epic proportions. I am sadistic and I love the anger over Part 2. Then, I am sad because I can feel the emptiness, the seclusion. I’ve always been a fan of his lighter, reminiscent side, and this one is for the books. Lowie does some sweet justice indefinitely.
I’m sure it’s hard to stay focused on all the good things I have to say after that mash, previously. But, hey, stop being human for a second and look past the nonsensical talk. See the truth behind the curtains and forget the bad things that stand out like ugly babies in daylight. Think of how far Hawaii has really come for this thing we live as Hip Hop. You don’t see folks on their charming number 3 much in our day and age, and location in fact. It is truly an honor to know someone, personally, who’s started from earthworms and crickets, now living in the treetops, deservingly devouring anything in its path. I’m glad to be on his good side, or green side, figuratively speaking. This may be the Chameleon’s vindication and perhaps his complimentary counteraction of how Hawaii is depicted in the media. At least stereotypically; lazy. Maybe we give them the impression that we are. Time to make a difference. Why not have a spokesperson from the underground say what it’s like? If it takes one individual at a time to change the view of a people, so be it. I’m behind it all the way. The Hip Hop community in Hawaii is something worth striving for, right? Keep the credibility strong and unbreakable. From the Heisman to the Decathlon, Hawaii is continuously erupting. Judging by the tropical atmosphere, Kilauea is soon to explode again, and when it does, we’ll be there, riding Pele’s angel dust across the Pacific into the cracks and crevices of the unwilling. They’ll understand us more than ever, whether they want to or not. Creed’s the front line on the newfound Hokulea, unofficially dubbed, the Siqulea.
When Creed Chameleon says he’s sick of lazy, he means you. So quit sleepin’. Hawaii needs you. Wake up and achieve.
Pick up a copy and see for yourself, what all my wallowing is about. Swallow this review and poop it on your neighbor. Let it cleanse and rid you of the musical indigestion you’ve had trouble with for years. Think of it as you must. Just don’t think too hard, because I am a biased bastid. Peace, fam.
Hope to see you and your Mom on August 30th.
Why is that you ask? “SIQ of Lazy” Release Party, peanut butter breath!
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