If you chance upon free music worth that click, these days that means a lot. Doesn’t your heart flutter like a fairy-winged teacup when you do? So that’s why I’m grateful for one sir who goes by the name of Illingsworth, member and producer of Detroit CYDI (Can You Dig It). The album, The Rhyming Dictionary, is a split-production affair, with half of the tracks rounded off byErik L– who previously worked with Frank N Dank. This really is good, people. Bristling beats, and rhymes to compete with advanced SAT vocab
Which brings me to the fantastic label of German origin, Melting Pot Music, hence the lyrics in German – one of the foreigner of foreign languages, for me.
So, got an MPM newsletter, saw a pretty girl. And where there’s a pretty girl there’s potential.
I’m trying so hard not to go to Erykah Badu categorisms. My flair was right about Fleur Earth though.
In solo ventures as well as with Fleur Earth Experiment aka FEX, she is nothing but straight-up smooth.
It happens that the internet is pregnant with so much information you find only the crap side of things, but looking up her band, and more specifically Fleur Earth, there’s a few places brimful with content (read: mp3s).
Shame on me for only just discovering iDEOLOGY, the net label where some of Fleur’s previous work still resides (archive here).
Take “In Liebe, Fleur” (mp3). The modulations on that song remind me just enough of recent Cinematic Orchestra to incorporate the rhymes into the general flow. Music is surprisingly more serene when you don’t know what the hell they’re going on about. I can only guess from the title of the track. Back to a mythical age in song then; you have to be reminded once in a while how language can limit – instead of carry – meaning; let’s go beyond that, shall we?
Circulations makes my head melt inside and sway back and forth on the outside.
Looking for AFTA-1‘s Aftathoughts Volume 1 a few months ago, you might have been surprised to find it’s physical release is only available in Japan, and it’s Circulations, a label from Japan, who are responsible. I’m digging the Japanese version of the cover.
They are also host to the Muhsinah, Reggie B, couple others I’ve heard of, some others I haven’t yet but damn right I’m gonna initiate myself.
So apparently there is definitely a market for this surreal hip hop sound over there, and not only for the squeaky (literally, sometimes) music called J-Pop.
Hindered by my not understanding any of the gazillion dialects in Africa, I had to rely on my love of the beat.
This is a sample of the compilation Many Lessons released by Piranha. As much as we have come to dread religion for fear of not being in that puritan extreme, other cultures do manage to link the unlinkable. These are wild sounds of proclamation and prosternation – such is the West African way of hip hop.