Thursday, September 9, 2010

Ryan Leslie and Fabolous's "You Be Killin' Them"

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Say what you will about the brand of music Ryan Leslie makes. The bottom line is that the producer/singer brings it in the studio. In this behind the scenes video, Leslie hooks up with Fabolous to produce and guest star in “You Be Killin’ Them”, the new single from the rapper’s anticipated EP. Check out how Les walks into the lab with his shades on and lets his piano fingers go like they have a mind of their own. He even autotunes a couple of ad libs for a heckling DJ Clue. Much respect for your talents, Ryan.

BEHIND THE SCENES: Ryan Leslie x Fabolous from Centric TV on Vimeo.


Rihanna's Techno Makeover

Considering the viability of Europe as a major music market, the latest techno laden R&B craze comes as no surprise. Rihanna’s contribution—and latest single—“Only Girl (In The World)” produced by Stargate, sounds like it could easily have you at a rave bouncing off someone you don’t know.  It possesses the verve that our audiences will instantly devour overseas. The song will be included in her upcoming fifth studio album Loud! (and don’t ask for a release date because they haven’t set one).

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Five Reasons Barack Got out of Iraq

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5) Saddam Houssein is dead.
The US severed the main source of Iraqi despotism. Threat slightly averted.

4) We were losing.
Iraqis don't like democracy and they certainly don't like our oil interests and fake quests to find weapons of mass destruction. So, they did the logical thing. They resisted.

3) He promised us in 2008.
He gave us his word that he would withdraw troops within 16 months of taking office. He was three months late, but he didn't come up empty.

2) He won the Nobel PEACE Prize.
That would have been awfully hypocritical, wouldn't it? To not only break a promise, but to do so by continuing to wage war.

1) It takes attention off the other war.
Oh, you guys in the White House thought we forgot about the Afghans, huh?

John Legend and The Roots "I Can't Write Left Handed"


How classic is this? John Legend and The Roots singing live in this studio video of “I Can’t Write Left Handed,”from the their upcoming collaboration CD Wake Up! The song, a redo of a timeless Bill Wither’s tune, mostly features a seductive John Legend on the piano—who makes this song his
song. (We see you, too, on the electric guitar solo Capt. Kirk!)  The album drops September 21st

Mary J. Blige on Tour!

Look out for the queen of  Hip-Hop Soul coming to a city near you. On Tuesday’s episode of 106 & Park, Mary J. Blige announced her fall tour which starts at the BayFest Mobile Music Festival on October 1st and caps off on October 23rd with a stop in Oakland, CA. Jazmine Sullivan and Miguel Jontel are locked in as opening acts and El Debarge may also bless the tour with a set. Here’s a lineup of the tentative dates and cities.

Mary J. Blige Fall 2010 Tour Schedule (Tentative)
Oct. 1 – Mobile, AL. – BayFest Mobile Music Festival
Oct. 2 – Atlanta, GA. – Chastain Park Amphitheatre
Oct. 3 – Virginia Beach, VA. – Virgina Beach Amphitheatre
Oct. 5 – Raleigh, N.C.
Oct. 7 – Bristow, VA - Jiffy Lube Live
Oct. 8 – Atlantic City, N.J. – Borgata Event Center
Oct. 10 – Mashantucket, CT. – Fox Theatre at Foxwoods
Oct. 11 – New York, NY – Radio City Music Hall
Oct. 12 – New York, NY – Radio City Music Hall
Oct. 15 – Detroit, MI.
Oct. 16 – Chicago, IL.
Oct. 19 – Los Angeles, Calif. – Gibson Amphitheatre
Oct. 20 – Los Angeles, Calif. – Gibson Amphitheatre
Oct. 22 – Las Vegas, NV.
Oct. 23 – Oakland, CA.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

New York City Transit Art

Ahh, New York City. I pass these posters by from time to time when I'm taking the subway. They're by artist Carlo Stanga.



 And look. He's got a new one coming to a train station near you...



I used to take it for granted, but I thoroughly enjoy the art that so gracefully decorates the grimy subway.

Mos Def and Goapele Collaborate With NASA Astronaut


 
Mos Def is out of this world—literally. The Renaissance man has teamed up with Bay Area singer Goapele and NASA astronaut Leland Melvin to deliver a holographic presentation at the Science and Culture Festival for the Instituting Science in Schools Project (I.S.I.S.). The free festival which kicks off on September 5 from 11am – 5pm at the Chabot Space and Science Center in Oakland will expose school age children to interactive science and technology based lessons, games, and activities. “ I’m just here to give the young people some inspiration, some positive encouragement and some good information about science, technology, creativity and discovery and how to use math, science and information to make a positive impact and changes on the world around us,” says the multitalented singer, rapper, and actor. Far out.

 

D'angelo's Back to the Studio

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First Lauryn Hill puts out a new single , and now—after ten years—D’angelo is crawling out of the R&B crypt to record his third album. Word has it that the Grammy winning singer has been in the studio working on his album and is teaming up with UK producer Mark Ronson (of Amy Winehouse “Back to Black” fame). The two already got together to record “Glass Mountain Trust” a synthy track for Ronson’s Record Collection album due September 28th.

R. Kelly's "When A Woman Loves"

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R. Kelly’s “When A Woman Loves” is a bona fide skin tingler. In the video for his newest single from his upcoming LP Love Letter, Kells strips pure talent down to its birthday suit. No auto tune, no backup singers, no flashy dance numbers. Just a man and mic who makes you feel like you’re slow dancing at a Coolie High house party. In this emotional love ballad, Kelly invokes the spirit of Sam Cooke, singing classic R&B that hearkens back to an era where the great sangs in black and white.
“I’ve had the concept for the video since I wrote and recorded the song,” says R. Kelly.  “I wanted it to have a feeling of being both old and new: old for the people that remember Sam Cooke and Motown and all of those great records from that period; new because it may be new to my fans who aren’t familiar with that style.” Nice touch.

“When A Woman Loves” is currently 24th on Billboard Charts for Urban Adult Contemporary singles.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Savion Glover: Past, Present, Future



By Sidik Fofana

The search for a Dalai Lama is an exacting task. In the event that this highest of Buddhist leaders dies, the High Lamas search far and wide for a young boy who they believe to be Dalai Lama’s reincarnation. This boy must pass several tests—one of which involves correctly choosing the late Dalai Lama’s belongings out of series of similar artifacts—to confirm that he is indeed the Dalai Lama reborn.

The more remarkable feat, however, is how reverently these chosen ones comport themselves. All fourteen of these historical Tibetan figureheads have taken sacred novice vows where among ten basic precepts they refrain from wearing perfumes or garlands and taking food in the afternoon. At a young age, these spiritual chiefs, are reared for one reason: to spread Tibetan Buddhism throughout the world.

Now, for the moment of inevitable sacrilege. Savion Glover is the Dalai Lama of tap dance. Just like the Dalai Lama, Glover’s uniqueness was recognized at a young age, 12 to be exact, when he made his Broadway debut in the Tap Dance Kid. Just like the Dalai Lama, Savion Glover has dedicated his life to rigorous training and mental channeling. Just like the Dalai Lama, Savion Glover follows a line of anointed legends.

“I go through situations where I mention not just the son of sound, but the son of the pioneers of this world, not only tap dancers,” Glover reflects in the green room of Manhattan’s Joyce Theater where he has just brought the house down for his SoLE PoWER show, a whirling dervish of virtuosic hoofing featuring young dancers from GALxc9 and The Diva Patrol. The show rolls into a solo by the maestro himself, as Glover seizes the mic to invoke tap’s forefathers. “I’m basically reminding us what we all are. It could be the son of sound. It could be the son of Maya Angelou. It could be the son of John Coltrane,” explains Glover. “For dancers, it’s basically to remind us of the pioneers of every art form that has been created.”

For the legacy of tap dancing, it is especially crucial to honor the storied art’s practitioners. Tap dancing is a creative field that tends only to place a heavy spotlight on a few torchbearers. Think about the tap dancers you can name of the top of your head. For most people, it would be one or two. For the baby boomers, it’s Sammy Davis Jr. For the free-lovers of the 1960’s, it’s Gregory Hines. After the great Hines transitioned in 2003, there was only one logical choice for Dalai Lama, Glover, the man Hines himself called the “greatest tap dancer alive”. It’s a title that oozes with honor, responsibility…burden.

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“People were saying all the time, ‘Oh you’re the savior of tap,’ but I guess that was in my earlier years. Now, I just feel a part of it,” Glover says of the “tap spokesperson” pressure or the lack there of. “I feel like I’m not as much responsible. There’s too many players in this thing we know as tap dance.”

Glover is right. There are too many players to be forgotten. Like the West African slaves who participated in Juba, a complex dance comprised of percussive feet shuffling and leg slaps. Many recognize these displaced African souls as the first tap dancers. They made music with their feet and hands because they did not have instruments. Too many players like Jimmy Slyde, the King of Slides a tap dancing juggernaut in his own right, whose name falls lifeless among most ears unaffiliated with the genre.

Circumstances like this—where tap has become a musical endangered species—elevate Glover beyond the mere title of “dancer”. Arguably the single most important representative of the art form, Glover’s every step embodies tap’s creative boundaries. Considering that the direction of a whole genre is at stake, Savion handles the autonomy well. During a SoLE PoWER solo at the Joyce, Glover redefines tap dance virtuosity. His heels sound like a pair of angelic jackhammers as he toys with the relationship between movement and sound.

Here’s one way to describe it: if you’ve ever played in the outfield during a baseball game and had a smoldering fly ball hit towards you, you may have noticed that you see the ball come towards you before you hear the sound of the hit. In the brief period between your reaction and your consideration of physical science (light travels faster than sound), you may have asked yourself, “Where is that sound coming from?”

It’s the same question you might ask at a Savion Glover show. As his mesmerizing shuffling and stylistic skids weave into smokescreens of polyrhythmic sputter, one can’t help but wonder when and how this movement corresponds to the sound. What is even more astounding is how, with a few calculated taps, Glover summons an international musical palette. A few taps here and all of sudden a salsa rhythm appears out of thin air. A few taps there, a Congo drum pattern. Did you know that even southern Crunk music has a tap dance rhythm? Savion does, and he finds great joy out of further testing his craft’s threshold.

“I try to keep my spectrum wide. I can go from Latin grooves to funk grooves to all types of grooves just to let the people know that this dance is music,” he says patiently. “It’s not just about the visual. It’s about the ear.”

If it is indeed about the ear, it’s also about listening up for the future in addition to the past. When Glover performs with his company of junior hoofers, the importance of this youthful invigoration shines. In one segment, the youngsters have him dressed in leather shorts and a trench coat bare-chested, with gold gloves and a pair of pointed yellow sunglasses in a ditty that feels like a collision between Rent and the Rocky Horror Picture Show. With this multi-national troop of young men and women, everything from Doo Wop classics to steel black chair props is fair play. How’s that for a fountain of youth?

But only a small percent of Glover’s reinvention comes from the inspiration of others. As of late, the 36 year old has embarked on a personal journey of self-cleansing. He stopped smoking weed, showing a marked effort to focus on the important things in life like touring and teaching kids tap dance at an afterschool program in Newark.

“As I continue to shed these things behind, I’m getting more strength and becoming more powerful as a man,” Glover reflects. “So I feel like I’m only getting better or have yet to peak.” Top that. Or tap it, rather.

Camp Hope for Chilean Miners

Came across this article from the UK Telegraph. It's about the makeshift camp set up by the families of the trapped Chilean miners. It's really informative because it breaks the rescue plan and how officials are able to send them food and communicate with them.


Camp Hope families wait in Chile's Atacama Desert for trapped miners

By Philip Sherwell at Camp Hope in the Atacama desert

Camp Hope families wait in Chile's Atacama Desert for trapped miners
Relatives of the 33 miners that are trapped inside the SAn Jose mine Photo: LORENZO MOSCIA
 
The roaring fires fend off the bitter winter cold that each dusk envelops Camp Hope, a tent community spread across the sands above the gold and copper lodes of the Atacama desert of northern Chile.
As the driest place on the planet, inhospitable and remote, it is not an obvious location for an encampment under canvas.
But this wilderness is also now the scene of an epic tale of survival and a remarkable operation to keep alive 33 men trapped in the bowels of the earth. And around those campfires, their families are sharing stories of endurance, resilience and relief.

Fears for the worst turned to tears of joy when contact was established last Sunday via a narrow borehole with the lost men of the San Jose mine as they huddled in an emergency shelter nearly half a mile underground - 17 agonising days after they were cut off from the world by a rockfall on Aug 5.
Relatives could be at Camp Hope, as they christened the site, until Christmas, when rescuers hope to get the miners out.

Across a ridge where 33 flags - 32 Chilean and one Bolivian - flutter in the wind, one for each of the trapped men, the drilling operation to rescue them was due to begin today.

The goal is to bore a shaft 26 inches in diameter - the size of a bicycle tyre - and 2,300 feet deep so that the men can be painstakingly lifted to freedom by a harness. Industry experts estimate that it could take three to four months to cut through the rock.

Deep underground, the miners and mechanics are preparing to survive an ordeal longer that survived by any human - already they have been trapped in the subterreanean warren longer than any other survivors of similar disasters.

They are connected to the outside world by two narrow holes, each barely nine inches in diameter. A third is being drilled.

These umbilical cords are being used to supply them with everything from basic supplies of water, food and medicines to telephone lines, mini-video projectors and games - plus of course a two-way traffic in letters between the men and their family and friends.

They rely on what miners call "doves", long thin cargo capsules which were being lowered into the ground by winch for the 25 minute descent last week, from the windswept desert plateau between the Andes and the Pacific.

Judging from the grainy video sent back to the surface most have adjusted to this existence with fortitude and humour, even setting up a "casino" where they play with hand-made dominoes. In the video they described life underground, signing off with a rousing rendition of the national anthem.
But not all of them were in it.

"Five of the miners are isolated, are not eating well and do not want to appear on camera," said Jaime Manalich, the health minister, who said the five showed signs of depression.

At the surface, an hour's drive through a landscape of towering sand-dunes and dry river-beds from the nearest town of Copiapo, remarkable stories abound - perhaps none more so than the experience of Raul Bustos, 40, a hydraulic machinery mechanic.

He has endured what is, by any standards, a year of calamities. First, he and his family survived the February earthquake that devastated his home town in southern Chile - only for the subsequent tsunami to deprive him of his livelihood when it battered the shipbuilding firm where he worked.

So he left his parents, wife and children behind and headed north to the lunar landscape of Atacama in search of employment in the mines. That work should not normally have taken him underground - but on the fateful day, a mechanical fault required his technical skills.

"Unlucky? Not at all. Raul is the luckiest man alive to have survived both these disasters," his mother Rosa told The Sunday Telegraph at Camp Hope, pulling from her shirt the two images that she carries next to her heart - a picture of her son and an image of Jesus.

His wife Carola Narvaez - women in Latin America do not normally take their husband's surnames - was just as positive.

"In the earthquake we just had to keep on living, we had our lives," she said. "This is the same. It is producing much anguish, isolation, fear. But we're alive. My husband is alive down in that mine and we will have another happy ending."


The letters now transported daily up and down by the "doves" describe the miners' surreal existence. Mr Bustos sleeps in the seat of pick-up truck which had ferried some of the team down through the 4.3 mile corkscrew network of large tunnels, and he is deploying his sporting prowess as a footballer and ping-pong champion to keep the men fit.

And his is by no means the only personal drama playing out above and below the desert at Camp Hope where two miners' wives are suddenly going through their pregnancies alone.

Ariel Ticona left his house before dawn on Aug 5 for his shift at the San Jose mine. Just after 7am, as he prepared to entry the shaft, he phoned his wife, Elizabeth Segovia - who was almost eight months pregnant - to tell her it was time to wake up and take their six-year-old son to school.

"After four or five days the children started to ask what time their daddy would come home," she recalled. "Until three days ago, the oldest still cried at night. The youngest, who is three, said that he was going to go up there to dig through the rocks so he could get to his dad."

Mr Ticona will miss the birth of his third child. But his wife is determined he will catch up on the experience. "We want to film the birth so that Ariel can see afterwards," she said.

Unless the rescue operation goes badly wrong, his fellow miner Victor Zamora should be back at the surface to see his wife Jessica, who is nine weeks pregnant, give birth to their second child. But she still plans to sends him the image of the embryo's first scan when it is taken next month.

Esteban Rojas has promised his wife Jessica a church wedding, 25 years after they were married in a low-key civil ceremony. "When I get out, we'll buy a wedding dress and get married in the Church," he wrote in one letter.

She has told friends that she will be setting up a gift registry soon. "As you know, I need a stove and refrigerator," she joked.

The story looked as though it was going to have a very different conclusion for the first two weeks after the cave-in. Rescuers knew that if the men survived the initial collapse, they would have sought refuge in the emergency shelter at 2,300 ft and started drilling relief holes in an attempt to make contact.

But they were equipped with out-of-date and inaccurate mine maps and several holes drifted off-target, said Alejandro Olave, a supervisor working on the operation with Comprobe, a company that measures underground deviations in drilling.

With time passing, prospects were fading fast. In mining rescues across the world, it is rare for a happy ending after more than 10 days.

“We never lost hope that we’d find the men but he drawings had not been updated so it was really a miracle when we broke through in the right place,” said Mr Olave, who was working with the team that made the successful breakthrough.

And on Aug 22, a scrawled note emerged from the depths that caused jubilation across Chile and made headlines around the world. It read simply: "All 33 of us are fine in the shelter."

What is so striking is how the women at the surface and the men beneath it are dealing with this crisis with spirit and determination. Even before last weekend’s “miracle at the mine”, the trapped workers were deploying their skills and ingenuity to stay alive.

They eked out two days emergency rations of peaches and tuna for more than two weeks, collected the water which runs down the rock face for drinking, and charged their helmet batteries from vehicles in the mine for light. Plenty of air reaches them through natural crevices and man-made shafts.

"You are not dealing with normal people here," said Commander Andreas Llarena, a navy physician deployed to the scene because of his specialism in submarine and diving medicine.

"They are not a bunch of tourists trapped in a cave. They are miners used to working underground, they know how the earth operates, this environment is not a mystery to them. They are trapped in the equivalent of their office. That's not a good situation, but it is a huge advantage."

Rescue chiefs are turning not just to the deep seas but to outer space for know-how. The US space agency NASA is sending experts in human confinement to Copiapo this week to share their know-how in a field where understanding is still limited.

Disaster relief psychiatrists and medics are also putting together plans to use lights to mimic light and day and personalised exercise routines and diets in an effort to minimise damage to natural body rhythms, mental health, physical condition and eyesight - all at risk from the prolonged underground imprisonment.

It was decided soon after they were located that it could take until Christmas to rescue them. so that they had realistic expectations of how long their ordeal might last - the news was broken to them on Wednesday by the health minister.

Several of the miners must lose enough weight to fit into the harnesses that will inch them to safety when the shaft is completed. Nobody with a waist measurement of more than 34 inches will make it through the escape shaft.

Back above ground at Camp Hope, most relatives are still simply delighted that the men are alive and well.

Next to an image of the Virgin Mary, a note to one of the men assures him that on his escape he will be "bigger than Elvis" - a reference to his musical hero. The miners below ground have responded in similar style.

As one noted in a letter to his father: "Tell Mum I'm fine and coming back soon. This shift is a bit longer than normal. " The humour is reassuring psychiatrists. But they know there will be tough times ahead.

"We are in uncharted territory here," acknowledged Dr Rodrigo Figueroa, an emergency mental health specialist. "Nobody has ever had to go through what these men are experiencing."

REVIEW: Lyfe Jenning's I Still Believe

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He's still kicking six years post-inmate number. On his latest release I Still Believe—Lyfe Jennings goes right for the sweet spot. “Captain America can’t slow dance/ Hawk can’t make a boy feel like a man,” he sings on “Hero”. “…Aquaman can’t work a job with two kids/ Iceman can’t cook soup when I’m sick.” And just like that, a slew of “mmm hmmms” from single Black ladies across America decorate the air. Lyfe wants to be that “good man” and delivers every cut on his fourth album like he is singing it onto a lonely girl’s voicemail.

Jennings stays at the hub of his life lessons approach to R&B. “Statistics” —the first single—breaks down just how rare those men are. Among all the lying and unfaithful men, Lyfe croons about the righteous ten percent waiting to be claimed; and offers ladies sound advice on being the person they want to find (“Don’t be a nickel out here looking for a dime”).  Whether she uses it to seek real guidance or decides to bask in her own self-pity, it works.

If anything, he does prove his legit vocal range on songs like “Love” (minus the trite “beautiful/cuticle” line) and the very chord-striking “If Tomorrow Never Comes”, a just-in-case farewell to love ones to the tune of a soft piano.

Though the tone of the album fringes on didacticism, I Still Believe reminds us who we fell in love with on 2004’s “Must Be Nice”. For that, he goes from one in ten to one in a million. 

-Sidik Fofana

Cee-Lo Green is The Lady Killer

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Dang, Cee-Lo told whoever that was off on that song. The former Goodie Mob Hip-Hop soul musician is cursing ever so soulfully on his new single, “F**k You” and that “sentiment” brings good tidings of a long awaited third solo project. The album, tentatively titled Cee-Lo Green is The Lady Killer—due October 4th— will feature Cee-Lo’s profane hit as well as “No One’s Gonna Love You” and the summer jam “I Want You”. Get ready for a calabash of Funk, R&B, and Hip-Hop from the multi-talented performer. If the project is like anything we expect from Cee-Lo, it will be the unexpected.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Maiysha Goes Live with “You Don’t Know”


“Oh shoot, she flipped a Barry White sample”. That’s what I said when I heard Maiysha’s “You Don’t Know”. The single off her live album UnderCover comes fresh from the Blue Note Jazz Club in Manhattan, where she goes tit for tat with funky live guitars and vibrant drums. This diva has just now been getting in people’s periphery despite earning a 2008 Grammy nomination (for her album This Much is True) and stealing hearts on tour as Shug Avery (The Color Purple: The Musical—look that up).  She sings, “I’m not trying to complicate you/ I’m not trying to make you change, baby.” But she could if she so pleased.—Sidik Fofana

MAIYSHA "You Don't Know" LIVE from Centric TV on Vimeo.