This Saturday Dec. 19 we are officially christening the new Bomb Shelter studio in San Jose. FACEMELTER, myself & Traxmyth will be holding it down all night with some serious crunkin so come get your keg beer on & rock out with us. Chackout the photo, could there be an iller place to be on a Saturday night?!? That’s what I thought, see you there.
326 N. 14th Street
San Jose, CA
BIG THANKS to everyone who came out last night for my very first official show. Me & Traxmyth bombed the hell out of that dancefloor and had a blast doin it, hope you all did to. I’m making the set from last night available for download so feel free to pass on the link, let people know, shout from the rooftops, etc. Hopin to get some more shows here soon, I’ll keep everybody posted. Thanks again for all your support!
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Tags: avalon, bassface, bay area, david banner, eskmo, hyphy, indaskyes, july 22, keak da sneak, live set, proof, schlumpers, traxmyth
I’ve been all about the party jams lately and wanted to put a heavy dubstep-ish twist on some of my favorite Bay Area hyphy tracks. This is the first of several new remixes I got in my pocket – “Grand Daddy Cali” with Keak Da Sneak on the hook & Laroo rippin verses. I dig this original track a lot, its definitely a Bay Area anthem and pays homage to the Golden State. Wanted to put my own spin on this one with some official San Francisco dubstep wobble, let me know what you think!
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By far my most requested track, the David Banner “Play” remix is now available for download. This is definitely one of the most filthy rap songs ever recorded and I wanted to pay homage to the freak in all of us by revisiting it with indian hand drums, distorted synth lines, and some serious bass. After making this track and really diggin the vibe, I had a revelation at the homie Jimmy P.’s bachelor party – I’m gonna make music that strippers want to pole dance to. Hopefully this one makes the cut.
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The first installment of the Under Radar Mix series by indaskyes. It features a eclectic blend of hyphy schlumpers, filthy rap vocals, jazzy instrumentals, and some metal guitar for good measure. There’s plenty of mashups and remixes on here with some of my own original beats thrown in. You can use the audio player mix under the tracklist to listen on this page or use the link to download the mix for FREE. Party on Waynes!
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Tags: an-ten-nae, crunkadelic, download, e-40, free music, hyphy, mashups, mp3, remixes, san quinn, tech n9ne, the glitch mob, under radar
I know I am not alone
Although I am far from home
And under this bright night sky
I hang my head and cry
A thousand tears for a thousand years
Of death
A shrouded face in a crowded grave
Takes his last breath
Call it crusade
Call it jihad
Aim to be close
You’re so far from God
The One Divine Essence
Today I saw
A bomb deny His presence
Tags: afghanistan, crusade, iraq, jihad, michael franti, war
“We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it. Power is not a means, it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution in order to establish the dictatorship.” – George Orwell, 1984
I created a new track affectionately titled “Revillusion”, cheggitout:
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1984 has been one of my favorites for quite a few years. Fortunately it was not a book I was made to read in school (no matter how good a book might have been, I always hated being forced to read anything…go figure), instead I discovered it on my own in a period of my life when I was very wary of authority and looking for some revolutionary inspiration.
When I got a few chapters into 1984 I was incredibly excited. I felt this book would be my manifesto for revolution, a how-to for political subversion and political change. Not that I’ve ever been a “let’s violently overthrow the oppressive regime” kind of guy but I am definitely a “there’s something seriously fucked up here, let’s take a deeper look” kind of guy.
What a shock not so many pages later. Winston was a real spineless pseudo-hero and suffice it to say, the end of the book royally pissed me off. Why hadn’t anything changed? Why did evil prevail? Where was the justice?
What I’ve come to realize over the years is that the only truly successful revolution has to be a personal one. When we seek to change everything/everyone around us without changing ourselves, we immediately put the responsibility for our own well-being in someone else’s hands. When we can only see the external flaws of our own leaders (or friends or parents for that matter) and not our own, we forfeit one of the most powerful weapons we have – our own ability to change. This is not to say that revolution isn’t sometimes necessary or that some regimes/system don’t need to be overthrown, I am simply saying that we are destined to repeat the same mistakes if we don’t first change ourselves. The word “revolution” itself has a cyclical connotation – when you revolve 360 degrees you’re right back where you started. We have it upsidedown – don’t look outside yourself to change the world, look inside and evolve first, the world will follow.
This idea was the primary inspiration for the sample in this song “I could give it to you, but whatchu gonna do with it?” I think too often people focus on what they think is wrong with the world rather than what they would do differently. If I gave you the keys to the castle tomorrow, you were supreme ruler of the world with the power to call all the shots, what would you do that would so drastically change humanity in a positive way? The real truth is, no matter what laws you impose, no matter how many weapons you destroy, no matter how you re-allocate resources, your “perfect” changes are dependent on ALL the individuals in the system behaving how YOU want them to. You cannot force everyone to color inside the lines. Making a law so “Everyone makes the same amount of money” or “Everyone is now officially equal” is just as good as saying “Everyone has to be really nice to each other” – you cannot force people to be what they aren’t, change has to come from within.
So next time I find myself thinking how shitty things around me are, I’ll think about how I might change something I’M doing to make it better.
Gandhi’s “Be the change you wish to see in the world” never made so much sense.
This has been one of my absolute favorite tracks to make. Although I still think it needs plenty of work to be an epic dancefloor slumper, it arose very organically and came from a simple seed. The “upsidedown” lyric you hear looping throughout the song was the first inspiration for the track. Originally I had no idea where it would go, I just liked the sound of the sample.
As I kept exploring my sound library I found the haunting yet beautiful female chanting voice and loved how the 2 samples sounded together. From there I added the dub-esque drums and Bassnectar wannabe wobble I love so much. With this simple palette I just moved down my file list (1000’s of titles long by now) and I ended up randomly stumbling upon the “revolution” lyric.
This is when I experienced what I like to call the “Cheshire Cat grin moment” – when this non-cohesive meld of sonic ideas suddenly finds its glue and an actual concept is born, giving way to a smile of Alice-in-Wonderland-like proportions.
Tags: 1984, George Orwell, politics, responsibility, revillusion, revolution
I’d have to say Tech N9ne is currently my favorite rapper and arguably my favorite of all time. This dude spits world-class flow, often double time, and rocks an eclectic blend of music. His live show is second to none and the whole Strange Music family are always pushing the boundaries of what’s “acceptable” style & content for hip-hop. I wanted to fux with my favorite track off Killer, “Everybody Move” by mixing it with some heavy guitars provided by deftones, one of my favorite bands a minute ago. So I was drunk as hell at 3 in the morning and decided to rock this mashup/remix . I took instrumental sections from a deftones track called “Passenger” from their White Pony album and added some of my own drums, bass & misc. awesomeness. Hope y’all like it, download link provided below.
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I stood in the center of a never ending labyrinth – dilapidated, rundown, disgusting. The loosely strung together series of rooms, built by careful hands many years ago, had long been forgotten and left to rot in the rain and sun. A pungent odor of mold and decay (the source of which I could not pinpoint) weighed down the air, relieved only in moments by strong drafts billowing through the cracked ceiling. I took a few steps backward and felt an unappetizing squish under my feet. Thankfully it was only fresh mud seeping through the broken tile that stretched in every direction with jagged, asymmetrical chunks.
That’s when I heard it. At first faint but quickly growing – those powerful awkward footsteps intermingled with heavy panting. I twisted around to my left to see what was heading my way. The first thing I couldn’t help but notice was its smile – so sinister and unforgiving. The beast had broken and yellow teeth that would have glistened in patches of sunlight if it wasn’t for a protruding pig snout covering its awful mouth in shadow.
I ran. I had no idea where, but the fear was just too strong. Even though the beast’s pounding steps sounded arrhythmic and uncoordinated, I could feel it getting closer – there wasn’t much time. I rounded what I knew would be the last corner before I met my fate at the hands of this half-human abomination, when I saw a glimmer of hope in front of me; a large glass case with a heavy lid.
I sprinted forward with every ounce of energy my terrified legs would give me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, reminding me how close I was to being eaten, but the smell of its breath wouldn’t let me forget. The instant I reached the glass case the horrid beast leapt for me. I ducked out of its grasp just in time and heard a bitter, hateful squeal as it toppled into the case. I immediately slammed the heavy lid down above my tormentor, now thinking I was safe. But my momentary relief wouldn’t last – there were 3 brass latches on the outside of the case I needed to secure to keep the beast trapped for good. I latched the first two down hard trying to ignore the inhuman sounds echoing from inside the glass case. I felt the sweet sting of triumph as I motioned for the third and final latch, but the beast kicked and writhed inside his holding cell, popping the first latch open. We played this game – me locking him in, him kicking his way out until I realized I was no match for him this way. I could not hide from the beast within. I pounded the top of the case with my fist in frustration as the beast unlocked the final latch.
There was a momentary silence, and then a violent explosion as this wretched monster freed himself from my prison and leapt out to meet me face-to-face. I stared in horror as it landed in front of me, eyes glaring, drooling and panting like a victorious lion about to devour its prey. As the beast raised its hands and leaned in for the kill, the overpowering fear suddenly drained from me as I looked into its glowing red eyes. That’s when the beast hesitated – this was its weakness – being seen for what it really was.
This was not some hell-sent demon of pure evil that could be so easily hated and feared. The beast was me, or rather that part of me with a deep need for self-destruction, consumption and blind greed. I stared the beast straight in the face and said aloud, “I am going to kill you.”
That was the instant I awoke in a pool of my own sweat.
Another day
Wasting away
With my pain
Wrapped up In a smile
Time moves fast
But its a slow decay
And I think I’ll stay
For awhile
Cause its so hard to move from this place
And I don’t know why
I can’t remove this disgrace
And it makes me cry
Tags: decay, introspection, regret, sorrow