Peace and Blessings in the name of the most high... I just had a load of time fall into my lap lately, and I have been feverishly working on the album and the poetry joint. I planned on vacationing in the next couple of weeks but I just had ton on inspiration hit me and I couldn't leave with new ideas and concepts on my mind. I was working on some joints for my "The Power of the Hand" project which is a culmination new ideas I had bridging the spoken word onto a harder track base ala Saul Williams, Zack De La Rocha, you know - them cats. I love the spoken word. I feel with all of the saturation of pop-ish, radio friendly tracks, and over crunked out songs (don't get it twisted, I luvs the crunk) that the lyrics themselves can get lost in translation. I'm a kid of the 70's and 80's. At that time the tracks that emcees dropped were fresh to def, but attention was especially paid to the lyrical content. Hip Hop was fresh and new, and we had to know what was being said, that era was so influential to future Mic controllers. During my time as an emcee trying to rock a record deal from 88 to 2000, I always made sure that clarity was a trait that I displayed, and even after my so called retirement from Mic rocking in 2000, I fell in love with performing using the power of the spoken word. Hip Hop never got away from me. The reaction and love given back when I was dropping phrases rather than rapping by some of my peers and extended family gave me more than the crowds that I got a chance to rock and the heads that nodded to The Underground Movement's joints MorninMan and me created back in the day. So now after me bowing to corporate America and MorninMan perfecting his craft starting a family and earning his stripes as a dope ass producer/DJ/studio conveyor, the Movement is being resurrected... I just can't drop just plain ol' beats and rhymes, we've grown. In our growth as men, in fatherhood, being family men, businessmen, beatmakers , rhymesayers & writers and our growth in the love of Hip Hop we just can't sit on the sidelines and let Hip Hop move without our contribution of some soulful shit. |
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
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