There's nothing like trying to regain momentum after a lengthy absence from 'routine' eh?
Rather than throw around big words like 'sabbatical', I'm going to stick with my favoured modus operandi of pretending nothing happened.
Back, furthermore not fussed if you haven't missed me, in the studio, at the sketchpad daily, Bizzy as ever yo ;) watch this space!
While I'm at the keypad, I'd be wrong to not holla at my circle, so here's my bruddah Kasaskie with a banger! We've got time though, I'm not even trying to rush...
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Monday, 27 January 2014
Lazarus, obviously...
Labels:
2hbtv,
Afro beat,
Art,
Bizzy Dot,
kasaskie,
Music,
take my name,
wedding sng
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Gold...
Possibly the greatest (pop) song of the 80's, this is the 'default' song for me to sing (clumsily shout) when I'm inebriated to the point of 'Lick-orf' lol.
This song = EPIC
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Gold,
Music,
Spandau ballet
As you may or may not know...
Weezy is out!!
Yep!
You heard it here (probably far from) first, Mr Carter has officially been released from 'Bing' over at Rikers.
I dunno 'what man did' as soon as he got released,
but I assume it was probably what every 'badman' and 'G' does when they leave 'Pen'...
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| OMG Famalam... Let's go shopping! |
INDULGE IN RETAIL THERAPY!!!
TTKK
Anyway, here's a bit of 'Weezy Season' for your perusal and educatainment (yes, I did make that word up):
Firstly, some new sh*t from Broken Equipment, (them dudes that made 'Dipset the Movie')...
them dude's have got jokes!
Anyway, you know what Wayne does, whether it's grease...
Or something with more insight...
Weezy is actually 'that guy' and it's good that he's back on road!
Next point of call should be for dude to
PHONE WILEY ALREADY!!!
:*
Labels:
Current Affairs,
Lil Wayne,
Lil Wayne released from prison,
Music,
Wiley
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Hangtite TFL...
The employee's over there are striking from tonight and throughout tomorrow.
Although they aren't able to give a full and comprehensive idea of how many service's will be disrupted,
here is the information they did share online -
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| Tube strikes are BS, from time them lot are paid Noiicely - it's a 'BALE FACE' ting |
I was considering getting up to BrainLokk MC's radio show,
but West Ham to Harrow is peak at these times lol!
I will update with any more news as it comes in!
Monday, 1 November 2010
Swiss - Bad Boy's
I do try my best to be first 'inna this', so I sincerely hope nobody has beaten me to the punch on this one!
I'm sure 'this man' needs no introduction, but that is an assumption on my part, so if dunno the difference between a 'Swiss' and a 'Swiss-roll' I'll point you in this direction, so that you may get up to speed.
For everyone else, here is 'Bad boys' by Swiss...
The 1st Commercial single since 'Pain n Muziq' days, and what can I say other than
"Salute!" and "Welcome back Sir Swiss".
No need for my usual
Friends, Roadmans, Countrymen tagline
- you should already know what it is!
Labels:
Bad Boys,
London,
Music,
Pain n Muziq,
Swiss,
Swiss New Single,
Swiss So Solid,
UK Hip Hop
Ok...
More from Will Kay and his OddKingdom brand!
This time it's his takes on a few UK Brands
Set to the sounds of 'Dot Rotten', this whole 'watch me work' style video,
is one of the things that sets Will ahead of the competition,
in terms of style and ingenuity ...
This time it's his takes on a few UK Brands
Set to the sounds of 'Dot Rotten', this whole 'watch me work' style video,
is one of the things that sets Will ahead of the competition,
in terms of style and ingenuity ...
Big look, for both Will and the brands featured!
*Note: I will update this again tomorrow with more links etc*
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Art,
Dot Rotten,
East London,
Grime,
London,
Music,
Odd Kingdom,
Oddkingdom,
Will Kay
Return Of The Rivz...
As the guy who deals with 'Challenging stereotypes and motivating to achieve'
(I don't 'just blog randomly')
it might not make sense to most that I'm promoting anything from
'Mr Headshot Season'.
(I don't 'just blog randomly')
it might not make sense to most that I'm promoting anything from
'Mr Headshot Season'.
That's OK though I'll explain...
Dude's Young, Gifted and Talented (not to mention local), furthermore him and Marger grind daily. They 'do this ting', I remember Margz from days at East Ham College, and truly I have to take my hat off. Within the time that myself and old-school Mic Partner Faze-E have stopped and started more time's than a bruck down mini-metro...
Marger is currently CEO of Alien Musik and has definitely shaken his former 'background guy' status, he deserves it too! I remember him hi-jacking a College performance once, he literally stole the show. He's formed a strong squad with himself, producer RudeKid and Rival being the most notable members
(not to mention the fact 'RAM' is soon 're-available for selection' TTKK)
Anyways, Rival does alot!
He's an angry guy... the first time I heard dude use the phrase 'Come we go!'
it immediately conjured the image of...
and
What can I say!?
Alot actually, so I'll let this speak
Jus Rival, Jus Grimey, Jus Grinding
Return of the Rivz is out now!
It's available now @ http://jusrival.bandcamp.com/album/return-of-the-rivz
Ultimately, neither Rival's content or persona is 'in line' with 'Challenging stereotypes and motivating to achieve' but his workrate and dexterity definitely are. I'm sure the day this young Mic Man truly gives you 'insight' it will be more than poignant. For the moment the passion and energy he brings will surely suffice! One of East London's Top Selected, from one of East London's hardest working camps.
Here's to hoping Alien Musik make money long enough to reach into space!
Here's to hoping Alien Musik make money long enough to reach into space!
Friends, Roadmans, Countrymen! - I Give you
Rival - Return Of The Rivz!!
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E16,
East London,
Grime,
Jus Rival,
Marger,
Music,
Return of the Rivz,
Rival
Sunday, 31 October 2010
Stay with Me
this is "one of them ones"
The version of that song from last night that I grew up on!
Enjoy init!
Monday, 25 October 2010
An Eritrean Songbird emerges...
In a time where the idea of being current and having 'arrd swagger' is so present across the board,
Lidiaana
feels refreshing as an artist. She is very humble and somewhat shy, but proud and fiercely confident at the same time - the kind of Paradox that many an affluent artist typically has been.
Lidiaana
feels refreshing as an artist. She is very humble and somewhat shy, but proud and fiercely confident at the same time - the kind of Paradox that many an affluent artist typically has been.
She was born and mostly raised in Germany and moved here in order to make her way in the music industry.
I've always loved a handful of German artist (Guano Apes, Afrob and Samy Deluxe to name but a few) and can see where a lot of her influences are drawn from.
'Wake Up' is her new single (available to download on iTunes) and I think it's 'alot'.
It's a song with depth lyrically and the video is built in a very 'fit to purpose' manner, sweet and 'lovey dovey' until it reaches it's tragic crescendo.
I'm not going to say more that that - give the video a look yourself.
I love the 90's soul feel of this track, and it's good that the video is both professional and classy without 'blingy' imagery.
She grinds daily, so you will hear more from her!!
Another Legend Gone...
I just heard...
RIP Gregory Isaacs

We've lost yet another legend.
Reports say that he died in his London home, afer having suffered from Lung Cancer.
All of us real music fan's will miss you!
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Art,
Current Affairs,
East London,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lung Cancer,
Music,
Reggae,
Reggae Legend
Sunday, 24 October 2010
Farewell to an old friend...
I'm an old-timer (by virtue of comparison with those who undeniably young).
I was born in the 80's,
My mother was the vanguard of that 'Diana Ross season' ting (I will dash up a pic if necessary)
and I grew up watching Rosie and Jim and thundercat's (to name but a few TV shows).
As a child, I spent eons with my mum's tapes (doctored with tissue and tape, so they'd record) in the stereo, carefully recording songs I liked off the radio. By the time, I was 12 I'd meticulously constructed more compilations than I could possibly remember now.

Therefore it stands to reason that I feel saddened by the announcement that Sony will now discontinue production of this beautiful piece of technology. It's understandable that they'd choose to no longer make them, but at the same time anyone with any sense of respect will understand this sense of loss.
Sony Walkman, you nurture my love affair with music.
To me you are what Cupid looks like.
You're a Hip Hop Legend like 2pac or Biggie, an International Megastar like Michael Jackson.
Goodbye, Sony Walkman!!
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Poison Pen Letter...
Bars for a track i've gotta go record asap (you know when you find old stuff on your hard-drive!?!?) anyways, without further adieu, Bang! here it is, no chorus, Hip Hop ting...
Dad is an addict, but this ain't the corner, made it middle of the road, refused to fall shorter.
Black magic, survivals a force of habit, swear down, i'm on the way up like attic,or chimney.
Simperly (simply) keep at it, keep moving, can't afford to fall static,white noise, traffic, you lot can jam, i've gotta have it.
We can all raise a toast, and get glasses clanging, when a sandwich is food, instead of a yout's sad wish, just another day of hunger pains away, from an unsang ditch, madness.
I'm told 'ignorance is bliss', that's not true, what if I told you, ignorance kills kids, R.I.P to baby P, it's crazy deep, Kids A to O probably died in 3rd world countries.
More than aid is owed for our luxuries, I can't be comfortable, if someone has to suffer me, analyse it properly, we 'the west' put the con in economy.
Here's the story of the world, the 1st claimed god, the 3rd they named dog, hence property to be fenced properly, with debt as lock and key.
Watch what's with out apology, Mona Lisa smile at this game of Monopoly, greed is the seed of authority, so such systems grow horribly.
Fam i'll be anarchy til they drop bombs on me, monarchy? nah fam call none majesty. Not even Haile, though I rate him highly.
I'm part of a tapestry, that runs naturally from here and now, to the steps of the 1st.
Even though blessed is birth, this religion ting requires subscription, cos they know what god is worth, to be sold not told, revenue not redemption.
Dunno where we're heading, but as long as my head is, filled with knowledge, even if its against all odds, phil collins genesis, i'm repping it, i'm on it.
No drama no glory, til the day we can say, Sing! Sing!! Sing!!! and rejoice at our story.
Dad is an addict, but this ain't the corner, made it middle of the road, refused to fall shorter.
Black magic, survivals a force of habit, swear down, i'm on the way up like attic,or chimney.
Simperly (simply) keep at it, keep moving, can't afford to fall static,white noise, traffic, you lot can jam, i've gotta have it.
We can all raise a toast, and get glasses clanging, when a sandwich is food, instead of a yout's sad wish, just another day of hunger pains away, from an unsang ditch, madness.
I'm told 'ignorance is bliss', that's not true, what if I told you, ignorance kills kids, R.I.P to baby P, it's crazy deep, Kids A to O probably died in 3rd world countries.
More than aid is owed for our luxuries, I can't be comfortable, if someone has to suffer me, analyse it properly, we 'the west' put the con in economy.
Here's the story of the world, the 1st claimed god, the 3rd they named dog, hence property to be fenced properly, with debt as lock and key.
Watch what's with out apology, Mona Lisa smile at this game of Monopoly, greed is the seed of authority, so such systems grow horribly.
Fam i'll be anarchy til they drop bombs on me, monarchy? nah fam call none majesty. Not even Haile, though I rate him highly.
I'm part of a tapestry, that runs naturally from here and now, to the steps of the 1st.
Even though blessed is birth, this religion ting requires subscription, cos they know what god is worth, to be sold not told, revenue not redemption.
Dunno where we're heading, but as long as my head is, filled with knowledge, even if its against all odds, phil collins genesis, i'm repping it, i'm on it.
No drama no glory, til the day we can say, Sing! Sing!! Sing!!! and rejoice at our story.
Labels:
Music
Saturday, 16 October 2010
Today's to-do list...
Upload tracks to...
Account.
It's a necessary ting! I have too many roughly mixed down tracks on my hard-disk, not to put up the bit's and bob's i've got kicking aroud!!
Labels:
Music
Friday, 15 October 2010
Friday I´m In Love
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday I'm in love
I love Fridays!! who doesn't!?!? Anyway's today I'm not so sure what's on the agenda for 'BizzyNESS as Usual' but there is one thing I do know...

This is how I look, Hello, Hi, Ciao Bello, Guttentag, Blessy!! I have to make my way to Canning Town on the asap in order to get the beard on this boat looking less Noah's Ark, because...
The 'Don't mess with the Zohan', 'Moses ting' look is not the ting, so I'm on the way to my barbers, right now lol
BLESS, I'm GONE!!!
Labels:
Music
Sunday, 10 October 2010
I am still just a rat in a cage...
Hello Insomnia my old friend... seeing as I'm spending time with you again I might as well be useful! Seeing as I also like angry music that isn't Grime, I thought I'd share this one with you!!!
I must say... even though it isn't Grime, I think its 'darkside' menacing enough for any aspiring goon to play on the back of the bus/ whilst jamming at the top of the strip, canvassing for blotts!
Here's lyrics:
The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
Even though I know -- I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got
When you feel the same
Even though I know--I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold--like old job
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved
Now that is Grimey
I must say... even though it isn't Grime, I think its 'darkside' menacing enough for any aspiring goon to play on the back of the bus/ whilst jamming at the top of the strip, canvassing for blotts!
Here's lyrics:
The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
Even though I know -- I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got
When you feel the same
Even though I know--I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold--like old job
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved
Now that is Grimey
Friday, 8 October 2010
The Cure Close To Me (original 7" vinyl single 1985)
I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you're here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake . . .
But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream
I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door
Was a dream
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you're here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake . . .
But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream
I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door
Was a dream
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Music
Thursday, 30 September 2010
Tears fall... (Swiss - Cry)
Swiss isn’t the guy you remember from So Solid. Honestly he’s not, he’s a background figure. He spits a bar every now and then, but more than anything he feels like ‘part of the crew’ than a stand out figure. They say it’s always the quiet ones, and this is a story that reeks of the utterance ‘the meek shall inherit the earth’, for now, in the year 2010 Swiss that stands as testimony to So Solids ‘legitimate legacy’ more so than any other. It’s not the beauty and business acumen of Lisa Maffia (although the point could be argued), it’s neither of the girlies favourites; Romeo or Harvey, and it’s not Mega. The only other name that enters the fray to make this ting ‘photo finish’ is Asher D’, and he is out done on (almost) one factor alone. He didn’t make ‘Cry’.
There is a difference between glamorising a lifestyle and trying to find glamour in a lifestyle that is inherently disturbing and hard. Grime is the sound of my generation, and it’s easy to mistake intentions or twist the words that leave people’s mouths but the truth of the matter is you are listening to people who are or have been navigating struggling. We are the ugly side of burgeoning capitalism, the hungry of a vastly successful city. It is the common consensus that we are in this position because we are lazy. So by and large, we grind. In the space of all these needs we have that must be met, emotion (or at least its more vulnerable nuances) falls by the wayside. Our music mirrors this fact fully, for it has taken a notable amount of time for any emotion the mainstream could really empathise with to permeate this genre. This is why the song ‘Cry’ whilst although not being Grime, is part of the true aficionado’s citizenship test. Obviously as points go it’s debateable, but I would put it to you (as I can, for frankly it is my blog) that should this city become its’ own republic tomorrow, ‘Cry’ would be in sharp contention for the role of ‘national anthem’.
Everybody remembers the track word for word, bar for bar (well, at least a majority large enough for me to make this statement) but it’s not lyrics alone that sets this track so far apart from others. The tracks namesake is pulled along by Swiss’s vocal tone which sounds teary eyed to put it simply. His delivery is hurried, blurted almost like a man pleading to get his (side of the) story across. He begins with the line “I swear it was like the time when...” which is appropriately conversation for what follows. Over the space of 4 minutes Swiss takes the listener on a journey which is both cathartic and painful at the same time, the language of violence, the nature of jealousy, familial relations and the normality of other criminal activities are all touched upon, with poignancy and clarity. He achieves a duality on all the aforementioned subjects that shows not only mature understanding of causality, but also an inability to fully yield to the pressures put upon him. He talks of darker things such as addiction and the common distrust we have of a society which has and still does economically profit off of the socio-political destabilisation of Africans and African Diaspora. Whilst bringing issues to light and challenging himself, as well as the listener to take ownership of problems and the solutions bound to them. The song calls for action, because it never renders the listener or artist powerless, it empowers instead. It was easy to write a piece like this about the song, but my language is haughty overbearing. I don’t even think there are metaphors or other such literary devices in the lyrics for the song, it doesn’t need them, it would make something so nigh on perfect clumsy (in a similar fashion to the commercial cuts chorus). It’s four minutes of straight magma, and it won’t be forgotten by any die hard anytime soon. Neither will Swiss, or So Solid for that matter!
Too put a long article simply. That’s Comrade Swiss to you... show some manners.
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