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I don’t know what to play, but whatever I play, it must be reggae.


(left-click to download Cool & Deadly, Soul Shakedown Party mixed by Prince Bam)

Alright before I get to my spiel, let me cut and paste the official line on this mix:

A new mix by Miami bred Brooklyn based selector/producer Prince Bam aka PQ. One half of the Cool&Deadly soundsystem, which throws a monthly in Brooklyn called the Soul Shakedown Party. The party features vintage roots, rocksteady, culture, and just about the funkiest reggae music these guys can dig up.

Alright, now for the unofficial. Man, nothing makes me happier than when I get to host an original mix of this caliber. Mixing is compliments of our man PQ, another of the old Miami DJ crowd who, like yours truly, ended up migrating to Brooklyn a little while back to spread the Magic City’s love to our brothers up north. (Now we just need to get Mr. Brown to make the move… yeah, never going to happen.) A consummate crate-digger, General of the Gospel of Good Sounds, and all around eclectic motherfucker, PQ’s current monthly is the Soul Shakedown Party at Soda Bar in Prospect Heights, Brooklyn (you’ve probably seen my prop other nights at the venue here occasionally too). Some of the best reggae, rocksteady, and old school roots jams you’re likely to hear in any of the 5 boroughs, you’ve got deejay Squintee doing his thing on the mic, occasionally some live instruments making an appearance, and a nice crowd always bringing the good vibes. If you’re in the New York area, you seriously owe it to yourself to check out the Soul Shakedown Party.

If aren’t able to check out the actual Soul Shakedown Party, you owe it to yourself to invite some nice friends over, put out a few drinks, drop this mix, and pretend.

The playlist, which I know you’ll be wanting after hearing this, is up on Bam’s own blog, Champion Sound, and hopefully you’ll take some time to check out whatever other musical goodness he’s been posting about lately.

Enjoy. I’m pretty sure you will.

THE RUSSIANS ARE COMING!!!

Oh shit. Tonight, minusbaby sends me a clip of a beat from a new tune he’s working on. If my computer didn’t crash, I’d copy and paste the entire witty AIM exchange, but immediately I got a flash of this weird old 12″ Mr. Brown and I had back in Miami, that I’ve never seen since. The track was by a group called Berlin Express, called “The Russians Are Coming”. I can’t tell you much more about it than that. The record is still somewhere in Miami, not something I could talk out of Brown before I moved to New York, but at least I had to foresight to rip it onto my external hard drive before I left.

The quality of the recording is a bit sketchy, but you better believe it’s worth it. Definitely on my Best-Of list of “Weird Fuckin’ 12-inches I’ve Found In My Life”. And you can’t beat that cover art.


(download Berlin Express’s “The Russians Are Coming”)

A nod to the late Mel Cheren

YouTube Roundup

Been busy. Real busy. Don’t even ask. To make up for it, here’s some YouTube goodness in the meantime.

Discussion:

(1:51:34 AM) minusbaby: haha This is crazy
(1:51:36 AM) DJ Sweatshop: oh yeah
(1:51:41 AM) minusbaby: maad public access action
(1:51:47 AM) DJ Sweatshop: hah
(1:53:15 AM) minusbaby: This video’s fucked up
(1:53:22 AM) minusbaby: It’s nice, thoigh
(1:53:35 AM) minusbaby: One camera, two bubble coats and bass
(1:53:45 AM) DJ Sweatshop: exactly! proper techno.

And one more from Mr. Brown. Gotta make sure to put his name on this.

I’ll be back soon. Promise.

Quantic Soooooul Orchestra

Ah, Quantic… my old standby when other new releases aren’t doing it for me. A while ago I wrote in a review that Stereolab has always been one of those bands where I can usually expect any new release to meet some invisible standard of quality. It’s like playing any new Final Fantasy game; it might not be the best release you’ve heard throughout the year, but it’ll never feel like a disappointment. And likewise, you can usually take on faith that any new Quantic joints are going to be solid.

And then there’s Quantic Soul Orchestra, Quantic’s (aka. Will Holland’s) side project/live band, always bringing the classic sounds of deep funk, afrobeat, and latin rhythms. And the newest album, Tropidelico, is about as solid as anything else Holland touches. I’m told by my good friend Mr. Brown that Quantic actually recorded this album while living in Columbia, and it shows with heavy emphasis on the Latin sounds and less of the straight funk. And it’s still lovely. Lovely enough that I don’t really feel like I need to chat it up any more here, and can just go straight to the tunes.



(download Quantic Soul Orchestra feat. J-Live’s “She Said What?”)


(download Quantic Soul Orchestra’s “Panama City”)

And one throwback to the Stampede LP, from 2003 (though I believe the song was written and performed by Simon Green, aka. Bonobo):



(download Quantic Soul Orchestra’s “Terrapin”)

And, hell, the original for posterity:



(download Bonobo’s “Terrapin”)

Zen and the Art of Turntablism.

I finished reading Brother Ray today, the now-legendary autobiography of Ray Charles. I won’t get into a book review here (in two words: buy it), just wanted to mention something he says in one of the last few chapters about traveling internationally. Brother Ray mentions how Europe and Japan, when working as a live performer, tend to be much more reserved crowds than in America, but generally speaking they also revere their artists — proper artists — much more than we do. Or to summarize what he says in the book, in Europe and Japan aren’t the best at what you but still be forced to toil in obscurity, as can kind of happen here in the states. To wit, even if you’re not an opera fan, you probably know who Pavarotti was. But would someone who’s not involved in the culture (think: your parents, at least if they’re anything like mine) know who QBert or A-Trak are?

Just got to thinking about this tonight, as I finished Brother Ray, and found another dope DJ Kentaro vid on YouTube. It’s a jam session between him and Shinichi Kinoshita, a man considered by many one of the best Tsugaru-shamisen players working these days, on what appears to be a large stage in front of a sizable audience televised on live TV in Japan. It’d be nice to have more stuff like that going on these days here in the States, but then again, that’d completely take time away from our already hectic TV programming spent talking about how a girl who once had a hit record back in 1999 but has now failed at life has a sister who is now pregnant. And I think in the time it’s taken for me to write the preceding two paragraphs, Paris Hilton may have gotten into her car, but don’t worry, there’s live updates all night long on Channel 10.

In the meantime, take a break from my 1:30am cynicism with this clip. Really cool shit. Make sure to wait until the end, the last 2 minutes is where it really blows up.

Snoop on Snoop

My roommate has been blasting this throughout the apartment for… weeks straight now. And, I gotta say… I don’t really mind. I mean, it’s Snoop, which frankly makes the talkbox not bad in any sort of way, can’t help but feel a little Frankie Knuckles on the whistles (you know I love my house music), and the main synth line… well, I have to admit that really just reminds me of the background music to Tokyo Xtreme Racer for the Dreamcast, a completely underrated video game which I totally played the shit out of back in the day. So yeah, high marks on all counts.


(download Snoop Dogg’s “Sexual Eruption”)

I like that there’s no guest appearances on the new album. From an interview:

“I’mma do the whole record, me by myself. I don’t want no guest rappers, no singer, nothing. Just Snoop Dogg. I want you to feel me. When I think of all the greats before me … I bought Rakim’s album the other day for the hundredth time, no guest rappers. I bought one of KRS-One’s albums the other day for the hundredth time, no guest rappers.

“You lose focus after awhile when you’re doing an album,” Snoop continued. ” ‘Snoop, you got a new album coming out. Who’s on it?’ I’ll be like, ‘I got him on it, him on it, them on it.’ When it’s time to do the video, they’ll do the video with me, but when it’s time to do a show with them, ‘Oh, I got a show in Germany,’ or, ‘I got to be in Paris.’ You’re left one-legged. Now it’s time to show artists.”

“But when you listen to James Brown, he did it by himself. Curtis Mayfield, by himself. Of course they did collaborations, but the [songs] that matter they did by themselves. I don’t think people have got all of me yet. Doggystyle was about 95 percent of me. But I wanted Tha Dogg Pound on my album. This record, even if this record don’t sell, that might be a blessing. It needs to get back to [letting people know] who you are. I don’t know whose record I’m buying right now because it’s so many people on it. Is it a compilation? What is it?”

Funkateers

I just can’t stop today.

DJ Kentaro - Loop Daigakuin

Sometimes I watch homemade scratching and juggling videos on YouTube, you know, just looking to get ideas, or inspiration for combinations or whatever — it’s not biting per se, it’s to watch, learn, and build on, you know? Foundations.

Anyway, sometimes you come across shit like this and it’s completely useless to you. I mean, I can’t learn shit from this DJ Kentaro vid. He’s just too fast, too beyond me. I mean, there’s certain segments where I can almost sort-of figure out what he’s doing, but that “Holy shit/What the fuck” factor just keeps pulling me back out of it. Brown and I stumbled on this one the other day (don’t know if I mentioned but he was staying at my place up in NYC last week, digging for records and helping his girl move to the 212 — only a matter of time before we get his ass up here too), and we both just kind of sat there for a minute when it was done until his girlfriend’s said, “That’s not… real, right? It’s sped up or something, right?” We just shook our heads.

I guess the main draw for me over other juggling/scratching routines is Kentaro… I mean, dude obviously works in hip-hop, but doesn’t get stuck into the solely hip-hop vibe during his routines. Instead he gets open on some DnB, breaks, jungle, and whatever the hell else sounds good, and just puts together sets that sound way more original than the average scratch superstar to me. (I’m not going to hate on anyone with the technical skills to scratch nice, but I also know there’s not a damned person reading this who hasn’t heard some turntablism sets before that sound like pure DJ masturbation — endless rapid-fired scratches over the same hip-hop beat). Here you get an eclectic mash of shit that comes off sounding like Jet Set Radio on speed after downing a few shots and noticing the girl of his dream winking at him from across the club. I mean… it’s hot.

Also, for posterity, his famous (infamous?) 2002 DMC routine.

New Shit From The YouTubes: Cooley High Dance Party, Detroit

Who needs a TV when you’ve got a friend like Mr. Brown sending you this crazy Detroit shit every day? Don’t know what I can say about this one; the music is sick, and the mixing is perfect. I’m not breaking out my short-shorts just yet or anything (remember, that shit used to be cool for guys too), but if anyone knows of a good New York spot to get down to some old electro, please, please drop me a flyer.


Who We Are

Bridge & Causeway (part of the PopCultureShock network) is a DJ/music collective based out of New York City, with contributors worldwide. We blog stuff, but really, the original mixes are where it's at.


The Bridge & Causeway is:

Dylan Garret
also called: A lot of horrible things. location: New York, NY

Richard Alexander Caraballo
also called: minusbaby
location: New York, NY

Arun Brown
also called: Mr. Brown
location: Miami, FL

Chris Morris
also called: Morris, gravel 88
location: Chicago, IL

Sami Suova
also called: Schmami
location: Helsinki, FI


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