vendredi 5 juin 2009

Shut Up and Listen to : Freshly Ground

Hello y'all, i know i've been kinda M.I.A. but no one cares anyway coz no one reads this here yet so wharrever!
So I have something Freshly Ground straight from South Africa! This 7 members formed in 2002 in Cape Town (S.A.) band is nothing but subtlety, creativity, harmony and positivity!

http://www.sa-venues.com/blog/images/blog-freshly-ground.jpg


They describe their music as a mix of indigenous African sounds and contemporary music such as afro-pop and dance music. I was quite amazed by lead singer/lyricist Zolani Mahola particular voice. You'd think it's Cree Summer on some songs.
Website here
Please check out my favorite song: Buttercup. I think I'll buy some buttercuos for the house today (if i find some)!
Enjoy you curious bunch!

lundi 9 mars 2009

As a penny with a hole in it...

I barely ever cry. And the only tears I shed are only related to negative feelings: pain, disappointment or despair. 

Too much happiness, joy, beauty and/or beautiful emotions usually don't make me cry, when am happy, I smile and laugh and jump all over the place and act a fool. As simple as that.
However, after not hearing this song for years, I shamelessly downloaded it (i don't normally do that but i bought the CD on amazon and it was never delivered) and when I heard the first notes I found myself crying. 

It really is one of my all time favorite tracks. Written by the genius Van Hunt. Who else?

Dionne Farris' voice is so serene, it always makes me shiver.
Here's to you peoples, although I'm sure you all know and love it already.

lundi 26 janvier 2009

POST-UTOPIAN REALITY...


...it's NOT a Fucking Free World.

mercredi 21 janvier 2009

Shut up and Listen to... Mudibu!


If there is something I hate more than talking to people who don't listen; it's talking to people who don't even hear.
Matter offact, I don't think I even want to extrapolate on this man (MUDIBU is his name, he lives in London apparently).
But I'll still ask y'all to please check him out, and LISTEN to that voice and that vibe...
Oh.. and ladies, he's quite a 'fine brova' too.
Oh² and he's also my countryman (well almost my countryman; I've spent more years in his country - Burundi - than anywhere else; besides, our current borders were drawn by the germans and the belgians bla bla bla).
His myspace here.

The Best stage outfit nominee N°2 is...


I used to think that this guy looked like a hobo.
Now I realised he has much more style and guts than your average artist.
So once again I'm givin' props where due...

George Clinton is a freakin' freaky style maverick!

mardi 20 janvier 2009

OBAMA DAY in Paris


Just came back from a solo trip @ Bizz'Art (ex-Opus).
Parisians were celebrating Obama in Style, Xüly Bet (the brand and probably the designer, I'm not sure if it was him I saw) was there, selling Obama tees, dresses and jacket.
Funkin' Fashion it's called, Funkin' Fashion it was.
I couldnt afford them so I stuck a sticker that I got from an overjoyed couple on my left shoulder.
I thought it was pretty Funky too.
Everyone was looking Funkin' hot.
But above all, the DJ was Off the Funk!
Long live Obama, 'coz the Funk sure is here to stay!

jeudi 15 janvier 2009

The New Black Avant-Garde (By Ronnie Mc Grath)... Loving IT!

DEAR POET

Why you write that neo-surrealist
Intertextual quiltwork of untreated fabulation stuff
That seems to make no sense
And gives me a headache trying to figure out
Why brothaz like you
Mr Ronnie McGrath
Anthony Joseph and Sun Ra
Be complicating things
And filling our headz with nonsense about
The African Origins of UFO’s
“Breaking out the sky like the indelible mark of a comet
Like an ankh”
Like the “Negro of my features is as absent as the pharaohs nose”
The “Provocative lips of your colouring pencils drowning in a watercolour”
Come on, man!
What’s that about?
Lets face it!
You brothaz be getting praised
Be getting paid for Nothin!
And now white people be laughing at us
Thinking that we have truly lost our mindz in an
Outpouring of a perpetual search for the new
Thinking our body of literature is penned by four year olds in kente-cloths with dashiki patterns
Thinking our music isn’t really music at all
Just a sound texture in search of form
YEAH!
Thanks to you
Ronnie McGrath
Thanks to you
Anthony Joseph
Thanks to you
Mr Kamau Braithwaite
Nathaniel Mackey
Bob Kaufman
Amiri Baraka
Clarence Major
Darius James
Ted Joans
Ornette Coleman
Cecil Taylor
Sun Ra
George Clinton
And the most out-there of you all (if there is such a thing in your feral bunch of Gypsies)
Mr Lee Scratch Perry and his “arkworks of inventions.”
“I’m a toaster, not a boaster” indeed
Come on, Scratch,
What the hell are you playin’ at?
It’s 2007, MAN!!!!!!!!!!!
Can you all make some fuckin’ sense – PLEASE!

Ronnie McGrath