AJ Holmes – Last of the Summer Alomo Mixtape

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AJ is one of the coolest cats I’ve met throughout my globe trotting DJ/music guy adventures. He also happens to be a talented musician, and last but not least: he rocks an Alomo shirt. Dude obviously scores mad points. I’m a horrible paraphraser, so please check out his website for more details about his busy summer and upcoming projects. Better yet: join his mailing list by entering your email into the player below.

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AJ_Last_Of_The_Summer_Alomo

AJ is one of the coolest cats I’ve met throughout my globe trotting DJ/music guy adventures. He also happens to be a talented musician, and last but not least: he rocks an Alomo shirt. Dude obviously scores mad points. I’m a horrible paraphraser, so please check out his website for more details about his busy summer and upcoming projects. Better yet: join his mailing list by entering your email into the player below.

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AJ_Last_Of_The_Summer_Alomo

AJ is one of the coolest cats I’ve met throughout my globe trotting DJ/music guy adventures. He also happens to be a talented musician, and last but not least: he rocks an Alomo shirt. Dude obviously scores mad points. I’m a horrible paraphraser, so please check out his website for more details about his busy summer and upcoming projects. Better yet: join his mailing list by entering your email into the player below.

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Friday Freebie: Zouk Bass vs Tarraxinha Round 2

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Although Zouk Bass is an expression I have been making a point to avoid, I have to give it up to some of the cats rocking the name. Kudos to Generation Bass for pushing the sound of Lisbon’s next generation Fruity Loops wizards, in this case DJs 2Pekes and Kuimba from the DZC crew. Read more about the EP here.

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More goodness from Paparazzi, another regular in my sets. Read the blurb and download here.

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It’s not over yet! I don’t know these cats so I will not paraphrase and leave it up to GB to school us. Download here.[:de]

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Although Zouk Bass is an expression I have been making a point to avoid, I have to give it up to some of the cats rocking the name. Kudos to Generation Bass for pushing the sound of Lisbon’s next generation Fruity Loops wizards, in this case DJs 2Pekes and Kuimba from the DZC crew. Read more about the EP here.

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More goodness from Paparazzi, another regular in my sets. Read the blurb and download here.

Zoukology-Front1 (1)

It’s not over yet! I don’t know these cats so I will not paraphrase and leave it up to GB to school us. Download here.[:fr]

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Although Zouk Bass is an expression I have been making a point to avoid, I have to give it up to some of the cats rocking the name. Kudos to Generation Bass for pushing the sound of Lisbon’s next generation Fruity Loops wizards, in this case DJs 2Pekes and Kuimba from the DZC crew. Read more about the EP here.

zouk-bass-paparazzi-ep

More goodness from Paparazzi, another regular in my sets. Read the blurb and download here.

Zoukology-Front1 (1)

It’s not over yet! I don’t know these cats so I will not paraphrase and leave it up to GB to school us. Download here.[:]

DJ’s Do Guetto – Free Comp – A Slice of Luso History

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I don’t hate Elvis Presley. But if I were to explore the early days of rock’n’roll, he is not an artist I would spend much time on. Conversely, this post takes a minute away from Lisbon’s kuduro usual suspects, to focus on the underground artists that kept the crowds bumping, at a time when kuduro spread its wings in Portugal. Let’s go back to 2006, when the world discovered the term kuduro via Frédéric Galliano and Buraka Som Sistema‘s work.

I had some very interesting conversations about a year ago with DJ Marfox and the crew at Príncipe Discos, an outlet for dance music of the highest caliber based in Lisbon. The convo gave birth to a piece I wrote for This Is Africa, which essentially looked into how the various Lusophone sounds melted together in Lisbon, or more precisely, in its periphery.

While Buraka may be responsible for introducing the term kuduro to a wide global audience, it is heads like DJs Marfox, NervosoN.K., Fofuxo, Pausas and Jesse who spread their electronic, often kuduro-based sound at home. First throughout Lisbon’s periphery, and more recently, with their successful Noite Príncipe parties, to the center of Lisbon, and along with it, to the media and Portugal as a whole.

This comp comes days after Marfox’ impressive free Tarraxinha compilation, and is yet another important chapter in the history of electronic music in Portugal and the Lusophone world as a whole. Much respect to the Príncipe crew for giving us a chance to get schooled.

Here’s the full story in their own words:

Released on the first day of school, 18th September 2006, ‘Dj’s do Guetto Vol. 1′ is a crucial landmark in the history of Portuguese dance music. Not only was it one of the first few albums released in this country that spread itself in a very quick and vast manner through digital media, but it also united six prominent producers, inheritors of traditions that have been working in mutating geometries which are exclusive to Portugal.

Seven years ago, Marfox, Nervoso, N.k, Fofuxo, Pausas and Jesse were people processing the information coming in from kuduro, tarraxinha, house and techno, that they definitely turned into their own idiom. During this moment of time they formed a collective uniting several areas of Greater Lisbon and its surroundings, between where they were living and the high schools they attended – Portela, Chelas, Quinta do Mocho, Quinta da Fonte, Sacavém, Massamá, Damaia, Barcarena, Reboleira, Cacém, Queluz, Fonte da Prata, Barreiro and Paço de Arcos. After a short while it was commonplace to hear these sounds coming out of MP3 players and cars with ambitious soundsystems, not only in the capital but also throughout the afro-portuguese world.

The tracks that make out the more than two hours of explosive music presented here are essentially grounded in its instrumentals. Ruthless kuduro beats going at least at 130 BPMs and over, with the occasional tarraxo, funaná and kizomba in the mix. Still today they clearly sound like visionary and precocious works, if we think that these musicians were all under 21 years old at the time. As always, Lisbon remains a harbour, and it was here that Angolan electronic music, the disco culture outside of the heart of the city, an enormous fondness for bass, and both the party and the melancholy of the projects and the suburbs met.

The precision and care with the impact of the sound is impressive, millimetrically controlled in order to maximize the brutality of rhythm in any set of speakers. Rhythm is the essence of these compositions and the element that is all-transforming (alarm sirens, horror movie keyboards, kalimbas, cut-up voices, which are mutilated and cut-up again). Ranging in vibe and territory through universalist epics, works of pure percussive and amelodical austerity, grinded attacks towards dizzy spells and cardiac problems, there is a clear feeling here of wanting to imagine a music for your friends but also for a planet that is as yet untravelled. It is also there that this music’s strength resides, and, let’s start to get used to it, where its beauty comes from.

Needless to say that ‘Dj’s do Guetto Vol. 1′ hit hard on a lot of people. It is forever in the foundation of what constitutes afro-portuguese dance music, and it will continue to inform its future, as its present is so alive, and nearly everyone that is part of it heard this record with close attention. But there is a large piece of world yet to hear these 37 tracks, and there’s even more world that should now have a better way of understanding a history as important and recent of what makes out the music produced here and now. This history is still pretty much new, but we already have crucial music behind us which genesis is necessary to know, where it came from, for what reasons, why it is how it is, and what it caused. And music one must return to or get to know, as all which is contained in these sounds is still as fresh today as it was in the day the kids got back to school in September 2006.

This free digital reissue contains the files that survived PCs which have tragically passed away, the WAV files and Fruity Loops (amongst other software) projects from where this music was born out of and apparently lost forever. Being as it is, we tried to find the files with the best audio quality for each MP3 we now make available to you.

The title present in the original artwork of this compilation is written as being by the “Dj’s do Guetto”, though it was popularized through its creolized name, which is present in the titles of each shared file – “Dj’s di Guetto”. We chose to preserve the two versions in accordance with the original form of this music.

Waga 3000 – Voir Sombrer Ses Fils

More Burkinabé rap with Art Melody and Joey le Soldat, together as Waga 3000, rapping on top of DJ Form’s beat. “Voir Sombrer ses Fils” means “watching your sons sink”, it is a call for Africa’s youth to avoid violence, such as the military mutiny that shook Burkina in 2011. The video was shot by Inoussa Kaboré with the help from the Semfilms association in Burkina Faso. Check out Voir Sombrer Ses Fils in Spotify | iTunes | Amazon | Beatport

Art Melody – Futur feat. High Priest (Antipop Consortium)

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In West African tradition, the griot earns a living telling stories and singing praise. Rap as an art form has often been compared to the griots’ storytelling skills, but the social and economic models usually accompanying rap are very different: the ways of the music industry have little to do with how the griots’ art and knowledge have been spreading for centuries.

But once in a while, an off-the-wall MC pops up with no interest in the rules of the business and only one objective: to rap about what he sees happening, for the sake of art and truth, no matter who might get pissed off. This is Art Melody. Nicolas Guibert, a budding French documentary filmmaker, stumbled across him in Burkina Faso in 2008. That day, Melo was hawking customers into shared cabs for a few coins, in one of Ouagadougou‘s busy taxi ranks, just one of the many hustles for this persistently underground MC. Within minutes, Nicolas was captured by Art Melody’s rough voice and steady delivery, and decided to add a portrait of him in Tamani, the film he came to Burkina to work on.

At the time, Melo was very much working on the sidelines of the hip-hop scene, and had not released anything. Although he had been around just as long as Burkinabé rap pioneers like Faso KombaYeleen or Smockey, who remain relevant to this day, Melo was still a poorly known, entirely underground artist. However Melo’s untarnished love for hip-hop and speaking the truth helped him grab Nicolas’ attention, and the two have since forged a strong bond, which in turn has enabled the launch of Art Melody’s career. Nicolas returned to Burkina in 2009 with some beats to record Melo’s self titled first album, and the two were at it again two years later for Zound Zandé.

In the past three years Art Melody’s been traveling to Europe on a regular basis, mainly to perform and record in France with Nicolas and his roster of beat-makers: Redrum, Minimalkonstruction and DJ Form. I was quite late to discover Melo, but ever since I first heard him with Joey le Soldat as Waga 3000, I knew something was up. The raucous, harsh voice combined with the Frenchies’ hard-hitting, boombap, futuristic beats, was something I’ve never heard before.

The song here is a new one called “Futur,” featuring High Priest of cult hip-hop group Antipop Consortium. It was produced by Redrum and Minimalkonstruction, and mastered by Dave Cooley of Stones Throw and Spoek Mathambo fame. Don’t forget to check out the great video for Futur by filmmaker Jeremie Lenoir. This who’s who of high-quality collaborators simply shows how Art Melody’s raw talent gathers love everywhere it goes.

I was fortunate to spend a few days in Ouagadougou with Melo, to get to know him and the hip-hop scene in Burkina. I realized Melo is still in many ways an outsider, an artist with very little concern for how things are done at home. As long as he can speak his truth, gather enough cash to raise his two kids and set aside enough time to write, he seems perfectly content. Bending his own rules to appeal to the powers that be is not something Melo does. He does not give away smiles or flatter egos to get shows. As a consequence, his routine in Burkina has not changed all that much: no radio interviews, very few shows, very few collaborations with other artists. Melo remains willfully on the sidelines.

Despite this situation, I was fortunate to man the ones and twos for him and Joey le Soldat for an impromptu performance at the French cultural center. After hordes of other MCs left the public lukewarm, Melo and Joey commanded everyone’s attention. They took me back to my high school days, when hip-hop was all that mattered.

In the days I spent in Ouaga, this show was the only ripple in an otherwise quiet routine for Melo. Yet it felt like I was witnessing the quiet before the storm: Melo’s next album Wogdog Blues comes out in a few weeks, and based on the work that has been put into it and the feedback so far, this one is sure to blow much further, and much harder than his previous opuses. Besides, Melo’s quiet lifestyle can be misleading: he may remain in the shadows at home, but he already has something strong going on outside.

Stories like Art Melody’s are why I started working with music in Africa: here is an artist who comes from very little—literally coins in a taxi rank—and he’s now performing at festivals in France and beyond. It is a shame that his talent is not more recognized at home, but I believe that will change with this next album. Nicolas and his team have shown such tenacious, heartfelt support, as well as such talent and vision in how they are pushing Art Melody, and I am thrilled to be involved in his rise. It is only a matter of time before his dedication to hip-hop shines through to his own people in Burkina. As Melo took me around Ouaga on the back of his gnarly moped, a lone soldier under the unforgiving, dizzying Burkinabé sun, all I could hear was his unstoppable flow. Art Melody raps like he breathes—everywhere, all the time. I see talent all the time, but this level of dedication is a force to be reckoned with.