Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Monday, January 15, 2007

Tribute to an Rn'B Legend.


I have always planned to blog this tribute , but somehow, I kept on forgetting.

Atlantic Records confirmed,one of their staple and indeed reputable artist and legend,
Gerald Levert died of an apparent heart attack while in his sleep at his Cleveland-area home on NOovember 10,2006 at the age of 40 .Sister 2 Sister magazine reported that Gerald and his father had just returned from a 10-day trip to South Africa where they had met with Nelson Mandela. He had three children Lemicah,Carlysia and Camryn .

May God rest His soul in eternal peace.

Monday, January 8, 2007

neo-soulismmusicalicios (Part 2)





neo-soulism- a soulistic vibe that can be found deep in the "soulmine" of any music lover. as you visit the soulmine of son of pearl the mission is to awaken that groove of yesterday, you know, when time was simple and life was slow and easy like "sunday morning", every morning. along with funkafied bass licks and slick productions this son of pearl cd stands before the groove and kicks back with the heat and fever of a blister in the sun. from spoken word, to instrumentals of lush new age soundings to social issues that need to be address and not dressed up. son of pearl provides the muscial back drop to get your "ish" together by. featured on this cd are two of son of pearl's musical friends one in the form of a keyboard player and pilot chris juetten aka nataj and a fluid jazz guitar player and producer d trent kelly. both bring a flavor to the musical skyline that son of pearl fans have grown to love and expect. son of pearl's travels from baltimore to baghdad, from panama to paris has found it's way into the music and the heart of the cd. the enchanting haunting vibrations of the east are heard in the song "love slave". son of pearl incorprates the singing of his new 8 string dean r bass to show the chops that he carries with ease. funk is truly it's own reward and as son of pearl delivers on the track manthatbrothershobeleanin' a tribute to the brothers who lean so heavy as they glide down the street in there "pimped out ride or hooptie" the tune is just for "the funk of it". just as the world turns the social pages are always turning right along with it. son of pearl speaks of days when the skin of a man did bring un-fair bias to his everyday living and when big brother was more than just a thought.each aspect of the cd brings together the emotional hurricane that he lives and breathes in each day that he attempts to give back to the world a message to hold on to. "for if you try you will catch on" so at this time catch on the soulistic-vibrations and find the "neosoulism" of son of pearl.

Saturday, January 6, 2007

Neo-soulismmusicalicious!


Floetry!
..an epsy into their latest album"Flo'Ology"

There’s no doubt that Marsha Ambrosius (the Songstress) and Natalie Stewart (the Floacist) share a natural musical spark when they join forces to become Floetry.

With their third offering, Flo’Ology, the duo’s sound is more sophisticatedthan ever, oozing a touch of class that is lacking among their sex-peddling contemporaries. But there is also something to be said here about their spoken word-meets-neo-soul approach wearing out its welcome.

Although their chemistry is undeniable, the Floacist’s pseudo-spiritual verses are easily outshined by the Songstress’s gorgeous vocals.

Ambrosius and Stewart, however, radiate an empowering self-awareness, no longer victims suffering from love’s growing pains, but active participants in the progression.
Instead of expressing the headaches, hatred, and heartbreak that women are so accustomed to, and attached to, in song, the lead single, “SupaStar,” truly honors love, without hesitation.

Floetry puts its special someone on a pedestal while predictable (yet befitting) choice Common joins in to “dream of a love supreme” over Scott Storch’s melodic, mid-tempo keys. As Ambrosius sings, “My love is honest and true and I can prove it,” Stewart falls short in her attempt to match Common’s level of lyricism.


While the interaction of two different vocal styles is what makes Floetry distinct, Ambrosius’s voice is strong, breathy, and beautiful enough to carry an entire album on her own. She rubs up real nice against the dancehall-tinged drums on “Closer,” a flirty, don’t-fight-the-feeling song slightly weighed down by Stewart’s sultry yet unsubstantial wordplay.

The Ambrosius-produced “Feelings” is a vulnerable, private ballad about catching feelings. Backed by a piano, Ambrosius’s emotive alto digs deep inside and lingers there for five heart-gripping minutes.

Even while we long for more soul and less flo’, the pair comes together brilliantly on the album’s most intimate moment, “Lay Down.” The Floacist’s sexy sweet-talk meandering alongside the Songstress’s coos is the perfect complement here.

The equally sensual “Imagination” encourages a lover to do whatever, go wherever, over Raphael Saadiq’s well-crafted bells and bass. Ambrosius sings, “I’m your favorite memory, remember me...I’m your favorite melody, listen to me.”
Having penned proven songs for Michael Jackson (“Butterflies”) and Styles P (the chorus on “I’m Black”), among others, Floetry makes an ill-judged attempt at covering Bob Marley & the Wailers’ “Waiting in Vain.” Ambrosius barely carries the vintage unrequited-love tune beside Stewart’s superfluous ad-libs.

The couple is better served when it delves further into its own emotional intricacies of relationships. “Don’t Know What 2 Say” finds the pair tongue-tied over a crush and not knowing how to come clean, while “I’ll Die” is an empowering anthem about leaving when part of you wants to stay.

The range of emotions explored on Flo’Ology spans love’s many-splintered spectrum. Torn feelings of uncertainty reach beyond the musical content here, because it’s hard to believe in much when hurricanes and frightening government disregard are sinking and tearing apart lives.

But Floetry will make you believe in love, allegiance, sisterhood, and those special sparks. And while they may not inspire you to rise up or start the revolution, their soothing sounds are sure to help get you through the night.

- Laura Checkoway