hmm that's interesting
I guess it's most famous as a breaks record for DJs but personally to me it's like Liebezeit or Dinger or Allen motorik, endless forward propulsion
not as tight certainly, idk about sludge
of course I also like sludge. you guys are probably more strictly into crispness.
it's also not a great track to skim through. it pays to follow the evolution. played it at a couple of parties and it always got people moving.
gonna write as i listen. minimal filter.
big fan of don cherry and the holy mountain. i'll try my best to leave value judgements out.
from the first strums of the harp we know where we're headed. we're being swept up and blown like a spring breeze through the long grasses of life. we've just come out of winter. weary, not down. hope on the horizon. a land of plenty, it's colorful bounty spreads out in front of us. the energies are rising. the sun's shining brighter, but we don't forget where we just came from. the chant reminds us of the ancients and all they had to go through to survive. the flute lifting us up, playing the role of the spirit pushing on through. indefeatable exuberance. juxtaposition of dark and light. then around 5:30 we're brought back down to the ground by the asymmetric piano riff, letting us know not to get too carried away, but maintain playfulness at the same time. these types of music carry wisdom and hold a timeless quality that evokes a strange sense of familiarity. something you can't quite put your finger on. and we can't really put it into a category as clear as jazz. it's closer to 4th world if anything. music that feels like it holds the contents of an ancient library. those intervals say more than a million words. but i guess that's only if your ears are open to it. cosmic jazz is probably my favourite music of all.
a tougher call. kind feel like padraig with this one. but hey, someone's gettin' they fuck on! can't ignore those biceps. jay better be qualified. the beat a classic late 90s rnb chug. nice touches on the synth bass giving us some cheeky angles to grind to. the vocal fry groans luring you in to her butter smeared spider's web. she's soaking, willing and wearing very little. the thing that gets me about these type of productions is all the details tucked into the background; the jazzy piano licks, the occasional double-stroke hi hats, the soft synth leads, the vocal doubling. all weaving themselves in and out of the heavy, slow breathing of the bass and drums, like some horny giant being tickled by a gang of ghetto nymphs. it all evokes exactly what it's supposed to. framing the lyrics with even more seductive textures. not bad, jamie foxx.
the screen is black. a synth gurgles an ominous arp, we're moving toward the invisible horizon. faint sillhouettes emerge and fade. the beat kicks in. a rise of key, maybe things aren't going to be so dark after all? another exuberant flute assures us that actually, everything is going to be rather nice. some more reassurance from the rhodes and all of a sudden we're nestled in a cosmic box of cadbury's assortments. bagsy the toffees. feels more library than actual tune. has to have been sampled? oh shit, here's a voice. the kind of shit only europeans bother to make. pastoral, twee, "lovely". could have done without the vox. but then it would just be library. this type of rare groove or whatever it is is cool for a minute but wears at the patience in the end. like lot's of interesting elements but the sum of the parts is kind of forgettable. plus joakim can fuck off.
green velvet, bigg jus and pandit praan nath mentioned in the same thread
u dissensus.
