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Freestyle Session at WFMU 91.1FM - Conscious & Ramiz

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You know what I love about Hiphop? Well, showing up for a live radio show on a friday afternoon in a state that you do not reside in only to be asked to do a freestyle session with a kat you're meeting for the first time on that same day.

Big shout to Billy Jam for inviting me out to be a guest on his show Put the Needle On the Record. You can check out the show in it's entirety below.

12/15/06 Real | MP3

Fazim. Dope spoken word piece...

http://www.wfmu.org/

Another Sunday Dig! Feonix ?

mp3----> Feonix

I've said it before and I'll say it again. I have a lot of recordings. And for the most part I surely have things recorded that I don't remember. I was checking a spindel and found a disk that was archived in August of 2004. That's not to say that the track was recorded during that month only burned to take off of my comp.

Feonix. I don't know why I named it that. I don't know what state of mind I was in when I recorded it. All I know is I hadn't heard this since I archived it.

The track was labeled, 'Punk Smooth' by some of my associates. If I listened to everything everyone said about the music I create or generally the things I do that are not orthodox then I would never have accomplished as much as I have thus far in this life.

Sunday archival dig. Yah dig...

Yeah I'm pretty spontaneous and spontaneously I arrived at the idea of offering up an archived track of mine every Sunday. Sorta like my sunday evening posting sans Norman Rockwell, and er uh a newspaper. Oh well forget it.

What you will get is a track from the many I've done over the years. I've recorded a whole lot, for the most part most of what you'd never hear unless you visit this blog to pick up the audio.

the first posting...

a track called Klokwerk 9 . It was suppossed to appear on a mixtape I was working on entitled, "the world is under one large scaffold, mixtape".( sorry to everyone that sent me a drop, I apprecite your contributions to this now extinct idea for a record) it never happened. I scraped the project and have a few random recordings sctattered about that have been pretty much orphaned. I'll release this one so it may find a new home on your desktop, perhaps burnt on a cdr or even added to your playlist in your ipod...

Big shot out to the dude you hear as the track begins. Dirty Harry. A great emcee / producer and more importantly a good father of 3 beautiful children.

Klowerk 9 <---download

The Art Of Dora Morse.

I have a good friend out on the left coast named Dora Morse. I already knew she wrote some very nice poetry pieces (she even recorded a short experimental project a while ago, I ougtah bootleg it!), but I'm becoming aware now that she also has an obvious ability to create interestingly colorful visual pieces as seen in the above collage I received this afternoon via snail mail. People still communicate in that way you know. I'm going to give her a call. I think this one needs to be made into a print. What do you think ?

Photo Op?

Yeah so I'm taking pictures these days at events. Man I'm not too thrilled with this one... But it is what it is. Shot out to Talk Of New York. FreeHiphopNow.com will be interviewing these guys soon. They're doing well. Very well.






This one surely didn't have to make the site!

Support the troops...

As if we don’t already know how cruel and insensitive some human beings can be to one another, in this modern age of high speed internet, viral video captures this consistently on so many levels it is easy to see how there are people that give up hope on our future as a civilization. There’s some video cam footage going around currently on Youtube where we see Iraqi children chasing after a bottle of water being dangled by an American soldier from the back of unidentified military vehicle. I honestly don’t have much to say about this other then I felt like sharing something that was shared with me. What sharing this with you will do I do not know, but none the less here it goes…

Peter Tosh & Mick Jagger - Dont Look Back

So what yall know about this right here?

Ghostly - mp3... Bored on saturday...

Ghostly

didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound

didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound

didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound

didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound

pocket watches watched us. the hole world clocked us
like sprinters in the winter we runnin outtah breath
what's left when your diginity is washed down the faucet.
eventually they bought us brought us to
the the faded end of the margin.. us words they treated we like martians..
a fueled rebellion.. willam tell them the answer to the riddle
silence in the thinking chamber.. astral plane seemingly insane but there is no danger...
i dissappeared for moment is plain site..
mental mechanic playing game with life
device unmeasured.. adulterous pleasure
there are no levers to vote with...
hands cut off... the ones you used to use to praise the most with
the ones you'd use to to toast with if you even had an occassion to do so
eyes wide like a childs open upon seeing a new snow
a new revolt.. came like a jolt in the rain and ben's kite never was electrocuted
executed words play, zombie day we all stand attention by the grave of us
be moderen slaves till we awake and break up out this maze.. today's the day.. today's
the bloody day!

... the sun

The sun would be my inspiration during my time here. It is a more then powerful forgotten technology with the capability to heal and resolve all.

I found strength in my brothers, though not of blood relation. We held a bond through universal truth. How we located one another is another story within itself. We’ll eventually get to that but for now I must record the details of my current feelings.

As if heaven were on earth, a blanket of warm undisturbed peace covered i during my session absorbing the sun’s rays. For some time I’d been ‘refueling’ as I would ultimately come to label this experience. As children we’d been warned of the dangers of staring into the sun, similar to the myth of staring into the television set. These actions were to surely weaken your vision if not blind you, but its obvious these ideas held no truth. I can see, and quite well mind you. Call me the man with x ray eyes, only I learned to control them unlike that poor fellow in the old black and white sci-fi thriller. Never would I pluck mine own eyes from their sockets.