Public transportation is not the place for personal grooming. By personal grooming I mean, clipping your fingernails.
Wednesday
I Are Conscious PSA - No Clipping
Public transportation is not the place for personal grooming. By personal grooming I mean, clipping your fingernails.
Friday
Saturday
Getcha - I Are Conscious - Eklektic Gardens
Snatching up old films in the public domain, the song Getcha from I Are Conscious' mixtape Neo Retro Retro Spectro Graphiks Vol.1 was mashed up with the opening scene from, 'Dead Eyes of London'.
Album available for free streaming and download here: last.fm/music/I+Are+Conscious/Neo+Retro+Spectro+Graphiks+Vol.1
Thursday
Prohibition [Unconscious Version] Produced by Malkovich Music
Newsreel: Industry Booms After Repeal of Prohibition, ca. 1933 (ca. 1933)
Artist: I Are Conscious for Eklektic Gardens [ASCAP]
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borrow me a saw buck
duck there goes tommy gun
tommy's son is ice cold
cold duck, damn near
untouchable, get the gatling
how you son,
doin well
thanks for askin
put that drink down
this symposium's sober
he got karma on his side
like he walk with clovers
scoprio vision
born october two third
used to spoken words
now he speak easy
Popeye Doyle
he speak greasy
finger lickin victims
he got a thing for
stiff chicks
yeah real sick
pomade for yah low fade
real slick
slidin like the flat foots
give the fuzz the hot foot
this is more ah less-uh day camp
bootleggin, consciously
which way did he go
he went that away
scat away louie with the strong arms
thinkin to he self what a wonderful world
this could be... if it weren't for the Capital P
Wednesday
Tuesday
You Call. Well Sometimes...
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Last year I had the pleasure of briefly working with a friend from Canada, Aisha Shillingford (now known as ‘Shalli’…) when she visited New Yok for a short while. We collaborated a tiny bit on a couple of rough tunes and shared our thoughts on the future of both our music and pondered on what we could do together on the audio plane.Read it...
Monday
The Tale Of Saucie Sinatra [Syndicated post from iareconscious.com]
I have a great appreciation for the legendary crooners and lounge singers of the past. It’s pretty normal for people to mention Frank Sinatra as being the greatest but I honestly don’t believe most folks actually realize why he is so. When you listen to this man, you must recognize the strength of his voice. His uncanny ability to sing phrases that would pose a challenge to most, in such a smooth and effortless way. To truly say you love and understand the musical stylings of Frank Sinatra, you have to be a student of his offerings. Until you’ve actually become that, get off the band wagon.
If I’m not mistakin, Ciph Diggy of Sleepwalkas is the individual that came up with name, ‘Saucie Sinatra’. It came about over time in relation to a performance of let’s say a rather saucey Conscious during one of the last shows performed at The Knitting Factory in lower Manhattan. My buzz word for that late evening was, ‘Saucey!’, which I shouted numerous times over the course of my set.
So anyway as I mentioned before, I love the music of Frank Sinatra. Also Dean Martin, Bobby Darin, the list continues… I even have an appreciation for certain showtunes. Yes showtunes. Working on developing my own voice for music that I’m writing these days I at times listen to a lot of songs from these artists and practice singing their songs. In the midst of doing so it’s only natural to start having ideas for my own songs done in that style. So, I’ve been writing and thus far I’ve written 2 songs, penned by the one and only, ‘Saucie Sinatra’.
My idea though with these songs once recorded and created over the proverbial scoring backdrops they’d normally be performed over, I intend on tweaking the production and adding a number of foriegn elements to this genre. A bit of chopping screwing, vocoding and glitch to the clean cut matrix of loungy, crooning, swinging, big band, jazz, showtune tunage, should be interesting.
If I’m not mistakin, Ciph Diggy of Sleepwalkas is the individual that came up with name, ‘Saucie Sinatra’. It came about over time in relation to a performance of let’s say a rather saucey Conscious during one of the last shows performed at The Knitting Factory in lower Manhattan. My buzz word for that late evening was, ‘Saucey!’, which I shouted numerous times over the course of my set.
So anyway as I mentioned before, I love the music of Frank Sinatra. Also Dean Martin, Bobby Darin, the list continues… I even have an appreciation for certain showtunes. Yes showtunes. Working on developing my own voice for music that I’m writing these days I at times listen to a lot of songs from these artists and practice singing their songs. In the midst of doing so it’s only natural to start having ideas for my own songs done in that style. So, I’ve been writing and thus far I’ve written 2 songs, penned by the one and only, ‘Saucie Sinatra’.
My idea though with these songs once recorded and created over the proverbial scoring backdrops they’d normally be performed over, I intend on tweaking the production and adding a number of foriegn elements to this genre. A bit of chopping screwing, vocoding and glitch to the clean cut matrix of loungy, crooning, swinging, big band, jazz, showtune tunage, should be interesting.
Title: This Squirrel
Written by: Saucie SinatraI saw this squirrel the other day,
he wasn’t at all in a mood to play
he was focused hard, on gettin away
from another squirrel, (another squirrel)
yes another squirrel, (another squirrel)
I couldn’t believe what I saw,
what that little squirrel, had clentched in his jaws
wasn’t out of the norm, but rather bizzare
he had a chicken bone, (a chicken bone)
he had a chicken bone, (a chicken bone)
Perhaps its me, but I thought it strange
like stayin bone dry in the middle of rain
been waitin awhile for a paradigm change
but not this way, (no not like this)
but not this way, (no not like this)
It’s like the sun’s done changed to the moon
then December switched places with June
Realities gone, we’re in a living cartoon
I can’t believe it! (but it’s so true)
I can’t believe it! (but it’s so true)
I won’t believe it! (but still it’s true…)
Refuse to believe ! (but still it’s true…)
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Thursday
Mandrill... For Serious
Think you know bout funk? Do you know about Mandrill? If you don't, well then you really don't know funk at all. No worries though, I'm finna put you on, right now! I won't say anything more. I'll just let the tunes speak...
If you're diggin the funk, let me know!
Saturday
Friday
March 27th, 2009 Morning Playlist
Don’t You Worry About A Thing - Stevie Wonder
All I Do - Stevie Wonder
Too High - Stevie Wonder
Pop Life - Prince
It’s The Falling In Love - Michael Jackson
Carousel - Michael Jackson
Butterflies - Michael Jackson
Joy - Marvin Gaye
Brother’s Gonna Work It Out - Willie Hutch
I Choose You - Willie Hutch
Day Of Knowing - Anam Owili-Eger
The Moment - Anam Owili-Eger
The Crying Shame - Anam Owili-Eger
Reason To Be - Anam Owili-Eger
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