Yasiin "Mos Def" Bey Live @Radio Nova

Yasiin Bey 
...et son micro rouge qui ne le quitte plus
...pour trois titres en live
...captés hier dans les locaux de Radio Nova
...Dilla, Quiet Dog et son Niggas in Poorest
...le tout avec une mise en image par Mr. Mass.

Plus de Yasiin Bey

...Niggas in Poorest
...Fix Up ft. Talib Kweli

...avec Michel Gondry en live

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Yasiin Bey - Niggas In Poorest [COUP DE COEUR du jour]

Rien à dire de spécial, si ce n'est... que ce mec est juste aux antipodes du duo bling bling de New York et qu'on aime.

Plus de Mos Def Yasiin Bey?

...avec Gondry en live
...avec Talib Kweli pour Fix Up

Plus de Niggas in...?

...Niggas in Paris, Jay-Z et Kanye West, Videojacking
...Niggas in Africa, par Freeway

Les paroles de Niggas in poorest 

Live from America
Yasiin, Yasiin, Yasiin
N.I.P, sing it

Ball so hard, clean clothes look grimy, pretty women don’t mind me
So what’s fifty grand to a young nigga like me? More than my annual salary
Ball so hard, this shit crazy, fought my side, the whole world hate me
Nervous stares hit the third affairs, Savannahs can of police tracing
Ball so hard, this shit weird, we be home and still be scared
There’s grief here, there’s peace here, its easy and hard to be here
Psycho, liable to turn Michael, take your pick, Myers, Myers, Myers, same shit
Ball so hard, got holey socks, dope block on my stove top
Jumbotrons for astronauts, high at all but no planet rock, say
Ball so hard, this chopper too, we starving Marvin, you hot food
There’s birds of prey, no escape, open-air prison, no pursuit
Ball so hard, who getting faded? Little Maurice in the sixth grade
No mama, no father, role model the dope game, say
Ball so hard, bitch behave, standing behind the deuce-deuce-trey
Ice-cold, heat blow, closed casket, cold case

[Hook]
Ball so hard, that shit cray
that shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray
that shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray

These young bloods is looking scary at the mall
They wearing pants, you can still see they drawers
They rob a nigga in the bathroom stall
They took his life cause he ain’t want to take it off
Singing, ball so hard, that shit cray, ain’t it, Bey? Diabetics, fish filet
Ball so hard, your hustle cold, nigga it ain’t spring
Every winter and I ‘em with my heat again
Bourgie girl, grab your hand, show you how to do this ghetto dance
Fuck your French, we ain’t in France, I’m just saying
Prince Williams ain’t do it right, if you ask me
If I was him, I’d put some black up in my family
Fake Gucci, my nigga, fake Louis, my killa
Real drugs, my dealer, who the fuck is Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest, I ain’t got no insurance
It’s them niggas in poorest, be them rebel guerillas, huh

[Interlude: Malcolm X]
I don’t worry. I tell you, I am a man who believed that I died 20 years ago
And I live like a man who is dead already. I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything

To the kings and queens and everyone in every place, yo
Don’t get caught up in no throne, don’t get caught up in no throne
Don’t get caught up in no throne
Towers of Babylon rise up and so they shall fall
As it was written before, amen, the show goes on
Don’t get caught up in no throne, don’t get caught up in no throne
Don’t get caught up in no throne
These devils out here lying, acting like the people ain’t dying
They silver and they gold, ain’t never saved a soul
Don’t get caught up in no throne, don’t get caught up in no throne
Don’t get caught up in no throne
Shout-outs to the earth and to the heavens, lunar, solar eclipses
We seeking for forgiveness and safety for our children
Don’t get caught up in no throne, don’t get caught up in no throne
Don’t get caught up in no throne, Allah is in control

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Black Star - You Already Knew [Late Night with Jimmy Fallon]

 
Talib Kweli et Mos Def Yasiin Bey, aka Blackstar, continuent la promo qui entoure le retour de leur duo mythique du rap new-yorkais.

Il y a d'abord eu l'excellent Fix Up dont on je te parlais en octobre (à voir ici) qu'ils avaient présenté en exclu au Colbert Report. Hier, c'est chez Jimmy Fallon qu'ils ont ont fait découvrir un nouveau titre extrait de leur mixtape Aretha: You already knew.

En bonus ils ont offert au public de l'émission (et à nous donc...) le classic' produit par J Dilla, Little Brother à voir plus bas.  

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Black Star - Fix Up [Talib Kweli - Yasiin Bey/Mos Def]

Cette semaine a eu lieu le retour de l'un des duos les plus classes (que ce soit pour le style, l'attitude ou les lyrics) du rap new-yorkais dans le Colbert Report sur Comedy Central.

Black Star (c'est-à-dire, Talib Kweli et Mos Def celui qu'il faudra dorénavant appeler Yasiin Bey) y a en effet présenté hier en exclu un titre inédit, Fix up. Côté platines c'est J. Rocc qui s'y colle et on doit la prod. à Madlib.

Et en bonus, Astronomy (8th Light), extrait de leur album de 2002 Mos Def and Kweli are Black Star.

Les paroles de Fix Up (Look Sharp):

Brilliance. Nice, nice levels
Thank you, Mr. Jackson
Fix up look sharp, yo

I resolve, me and mine involved
A lot of cats talk live, they ain’t live at all
Sideline check, hush when it’s time to ball
Taking this charge and all, why you front so hard?
You could have a thousand rhymes, a thousand dimes
The house to shine, coupes on the routes recline
Be on Greenwich Mean, Beech Street, or Mountain time
But weigh it up, duke – your pound ain’t a ounce of mine
You’re down for mine, ashy and ground for mine
Yasiin a sunburst clip, pronounce divine
Pull down the blinds, shade them out or shine
Everything from Bangkok to Bucktown is mine
Say Black Star, great things sprout the mind
Full moons and starry nights, new life and true light
Desert flames and ancient names, cinematic classic frames
Beautiful and fantastic things
Like peace, equality; Allah see everything
Don’t call it a comeback, I was home anyway
Ain’t mister measure for all any time we spend away
Travel a man and carry home with me every day
Bey, slim body push heavy weight
Fix up look sharp, elevate
And I don’t mean like Copperfield or David Blaine
We on solid ground and far above the clouds
Black Star

The wait is over, or is it overweight?
The game is bloated, there’s no escape
They sub-standard, we substantial
We got the great names, they got the love handles
We slimming down, trim the fat
Sit it down with all that chitter-chat
You talking this and that – shhh, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, son
The music so powerful, use it to see the parallels
I could make it rain but I make it plainer than Malcolm does
Black Star, baby powder fresher than the talcum, yup
People charged up, yup, we good with or without the plug
You doubted us, but you’re still hating – wow, I’m proud of ya!
Committed to your cause and it’s caused you to be a sourpuss
Ain’t a number that could measure your level of cowardice
You Power Puff, you pale in comparison, don’t get out enough
Turn up the motherfuckers, the speakers ain't nearly loud enough
Black Star rocking it, Chaka would be proud of us
Had enough, callow for shallow and narrow-mindedness
Preparing for the battle, the shadows is where you finding us
You trying to bust – you synthetic as a designer drug
The populace is ignorant – thank you for reminding us
Separate myself from the rappers who hustle backwards
Yup, zero property, laws of algebra

Fix up look sharp
Black Star, good God
And when the sky look dark
Shine a light, look ahead, look up

Malcolm X and Marley Marl, the word of God, the work’s involved
Portraits of the brain and other unexplained phenomenon
Shut down Babylon, smash all automaton
Feel the beat, got 'em feeling geeked like it's Comic-Con
Far from the hardy-har, more like a Tomahawk rocket launch
Ali right cross knock these rappers off
Kweli and Mr. Bey, fresh not from concentrate
Looking very sharp today – thank you brother, Danke Schoen
Crowd working more than German engineering
And through the frequency they thought they hear the interference
Flashes of the spirit
Seekers in the clearing
Say that the tongue is the mirror of the heart’s inner mirror
Look, in that window it’s the freedom fighter’s grandson
Fixed up looking sharp, automatic handgun
Look, parade, caravan, diplomat, degenerate
Messiah, pariah, the leader of the syndicate
Peace treaty written in loophole penmanship
Same rows, two shots, palaces and tenements
Dispossesed made a noble owner of the lonely heart
Peel apart, come together, come together, peel apart
Come together

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The Black Keys : Next Girl

Environ deux semaines maintenant que j'écoute Brothers, le sixième album de Dan Auerbach et Patrick Carney. Si la première écoute a clairement fait son effet, sur la distance l'album devient carrément addictif.

Pour les puristes du groupe certains morceaux, certains riffs, inspireront sans nul doute les critiques par leur côtés pop, pour moi il n'en est rien! Le timbre d'Auerbach fait toujours merveille, l'écriture est bien présente et la musique à la hauteur.

Pour te faire une idée, on commence par Next girl (mon coup de cœur de l'album dont les paroles sont plus bas), Tightened Up (le premier single avec un clip trop meuuuugnon) et Your touch (qui me reste en tête, sortie sur Magic Potion en 2006).

On finira par l'excellent Hoochie Coo (Ain't Nothing Like You) tiré du projet Blakroc. Cet album sorti en fin 2009 mettait en effet à l'honneur une fusion Blues/Rap très réussie avec parmi d'autres Q-Tip, RZA, Raekwon, MOP ou Ludacris. Pour notre extrait, c'est un live du Letterman avec Jim Jones et Mos Def.

[extrait des...] Paroles :

Well, the look on the cake
It ain't always the taste
My ex-girl she had
Such a beautiful face
I wanted love
But not for myself
But for the girl
So she could love herself

Oh my next girl
Will be nothing like my ex-girl
I made mistakes back then
Il never do it again
With my next girl
ll be nothing like my ex-girl
It was a painful dance
And I got a second chance

Oh, a beautiful face
And a wicked way
And Im paying for her beautiful face
Everyday
All that work
Over so much time
If I think too hard
I might lose my mind

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DJ Shadow...what else.

Organ Donor ça te parle? Non...? Dj shadow peut-être? Non plus...?

Va donc directement au premier extrait te laisser transporter par ce sample de Giorgio Moroder, qui obtient aujourd'hui le même succès, les même têtes qui bougent en cadence, que le jour de sa sortie!

On commence donc avec la version live de Organ Donor enregistrée à la Brixton Academy ! Après ça la très envoutante Midnight in a perfect world. Pour finir, un featurig Mos Def: du lourd tout cela je vous dis m'sieurs dames!

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Be kind rewind: Gondry et Mos Def...en live

Très agréable pour commencer la semaine...
...Gondry à la batterie et Mos Def au micro...
...petit boeuf entre amis pour l'avant-première de Be kind rewind.

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