Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Friday, September 26, 2008

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Open Your Eyes

Soul-n. deeply felt emotion, as conveyed or expressed by a performer or artist.
That's one of the many definitions of soul, which to me is the most important part an artist needs to portray. It's indescribable when an artist possesses that skill, it makes me relate to them more and i enjoy the music ten times better.
It's been a good year and I have heard alotta albums and a handful have left me impressed;
which leads me to still admiring the craft and listening to it.
This past June I missed a flawless album and I'm upset at my self for it but happy that I finally had a chance to catch up with it. This impeccable album is Dwele's "Sketches of A Man." I cannot express how much this album has me going. It's worthless to keep on bragging about it but rather important to just let you know to go buy it and listen for yourself!
Who am I kidding? People don't buy Cd's anymore. Only geeks like me.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Following The Essence of Jay Dee.

Strictly for the Dilla Heads...

Part 1

Part 2

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

J-Dilla Changed My Life.

I have forgotten the love I have for Dilla's music. The passion I shared when I heard my first Dilla track without even knowing it. I would bump some ATCQ and would ask my self: who in the hell makes this beats? Looking in the credits production to only read: The Ummah. I always would wonder.

I'm not certain nor do I remember when the essence of Jay Dee build upon me but I recall hearing Busta Rhyme's "Can't Hold the Torch" and finding out of some guy name J-Dilla produced it. I digged deep in to the Internets layers and was virtually introduced to the genius. That was when I truly fell in love with music. Not hip-hop but music overall.

Jay Dee showed me how to love music. How to not be gender racist with music. I would stay late nights and listen to the genius then would desperately find the sample and be amazed with the pure chops. Jay Dee made gold into...something much greater, more complex, more soulful. Then later I rushed to the the store and bought his whole catalog. Donuts still fucks with my head when I hear it.

To this day I sit and wonder if he was still alive...it's more than music to me. It's a passion, a way of life, it's pure love. Rest in Beats.

P.S.- I love my (ex)girl for giving me the Donuts Vinyl on our anniversary. I say, the dopest gift I've ever received.