Contributed by Jon Gore of Re-Education Camp. Their album Psyop’s Boombox is available on iTunes.
I remember it very well when the Notorious B.I.G. (aka. Biggie Smalls) was shot and killed while riding in a car after an awards show. In hip hop, that day (March 9) is remembered well and honored by many. Whether people liked him or not, it was definitely a defining moment in the music’s history and perhaps showed how far off track it had become.
Another noteworthy follow-up to that incident was a tribute song by P. Diddy (known then as Puff Daddy), who was Biggie’s producer and manager. The song, ghost-written by label artist Mase, was a tribute to the legendary MC using a significant portion sampled and interpolated (see the chorus) from the Police’s “Every Breath You Take.” Now, I might say that I love the Police more than Biggie (yep, I said it). I grew up with older siblings who watched MTV during its early days, and I vividly remember Sting and crew’s unique song style. So, when I heard this sample, I thought that it was a blatant disregard for the original. Many agreed with me while others took it a step further and said it was no different than any other song that sampled another. Well, who was right?
Contributed by Zack Messick of Re-Education Camp. Their album Psyop’s Boombox is available on iTunes.
It’s getting to be that time again. The days are starting to get longer, the air warmer and life starts to emerge. No, I’m not talking about spring. I’m talking about election season. The candidates spring up in mass numbers, spend all day going from place to place, spitting out their own brands of hot air.
In all seriousness, it really is a beautiful time. Its a time when Americans can come together and cast their votes to decide who will be their next President, Senator, Representative or represent many other local offices. But regardless of which level of government the political race is on, there is one thing that you will almost certainly find…
Almost every campaign will use a song as it’s anthem. A song that all of it’s supporters can rally behind. It is something that will get the crowd excited, and make them hopeful for what their candidate may bring, if elected. There are the patriotic songs like “This Land is Your Land” by Woody Guthrie. Michael Dukakis used “America” by Neil Diamond. Ronald Reagan famously used “Born in the USA” by Bruce Springsteen, even though the theme of the song is about the struggles of a Vietnam War vet. You will also hear the songs about standing up and making a change. George W. Bush used “I Won’t Back Down” by Tom Petty. “We’re Not Gonna Take It” by Twisted Sister and “Right Now” by Van Halen seem to be used by at least one candidate in each election cycle.
I still remember it well. My friends and I would quickly eat our lunches in the middle school cafeteria. I would gobble down my PB&J and slug my juice box while my buddies polished off their square pizza slices, milk cartons, and tater tots. We were growing boys, so we had to eat fast, but we had other things in mind than our development. As soon as we were finished, we would start banging out a rhythm with our empty food containers and trays, including a “boom, boom, slap” with our hands on the top of the rollaway lunch tables. We were trying to get the same feel we got when we blasted our music at home after school and on the weekends. Little did we know that we were just continuing a musical tradition that has gone on for centuries and perhaps eons.
Turning everyday objects into musical instruments was actually the trigger behind most of the American musical styles that emerged in the 20th century. In poor black communities, especially, West African musical traditions paired with segregated schools barring musical education or the availability of instruments made people go for the DIY route instead. This is certainly not something unique to West African cultures. It’s clear that humans all over the world are at least three things: social, cultural, and musical. Bluegrass would never exist if not for the Scots-Irish.
Many of us were able to locate, save up, and buy the many instruments that we enjoy playing. We also have the ability to learn most musical styles fairly easily and cheaply. This was not the case, however, for the musicians in poor black communities during the 20th century. Little did they know that they would be starting a set of American musical styles that have gone on to dominate music worldwide. Continue reading Invention… the Mother of Music
Contributed by Jon Gore (frontman for Re-Education Camp). Their latest release, PsyOp’s Boombox, is available on iTunes. Watch their music video for “Lesson Four: Five Enemies” at the bottom of the page!
Something old, something new, something true… It’s a little strange being the only representative of a genre on a record label. In many ways, I feel surrounded by my contemporaries and friends, who are singer-songwriters, indie rock and folk artists. In other ways, it’s a bit of a “black sheep” identity to call myself the hip hop artist of Bad Apple Records. This is mostly because hip hop is definitely not recognized as well as the aforementioned genres as a respectable art form, or even “real music” at all. Luckily, I have not encountered this sentiment by anyone at Bad Apple. Maybe because we’re all misfits in our own way, hence the name of the label, right?
Instead of hostility or disgust, there’s been more of a cautious curiosity with what Zack and I bring with Re-Education Camp, and it’s understandable. As the most popular genre on the planet, hip hop takes a variety of forms and they aren’t always creative or well done. When someone tells me they “rap” or “do hip hop,” I’m cautiously curious, too. Sometimes I’m very pleasantly surprised and sometimes I’m horrified. It’s difficult to know who will represent the genre well, so let Doc clear up a few things to help you categorize some of the things you hear from me and others. Continue reading Being True School
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"I believe, when the Kingdom comes,
then all the colors will bleed into one,
bleed into one...
but yes I'm still running.
You broke the bonds.
You loosened the chains.
You carried the cross of my shame,
of my shame...
You know I believe it,
but I still haven't found
what I'm looking for." - U2