Julekalender 2007...

[A.R.T.]

Alsion naturligvis, korrekt A.R.T.

Nej der er ingen musik her, den sidste rest af forstærkeren gik op i røg og brand. Nu er det en fuldstændig kold tyrker til januar/februar 2008.

 

Se det er sgu røvtur!

Så må du nøjes med R.S.H. over transistoren

 

Møjn

[Raskolnikov]

Hvem tager den idag?  

[kibri]

Mon Kubikken har tid?
Samtlige fra Islay Of Man, må og skal kunnne, til hver en tid..

[vinylfreak]

Den 18. Landet er Jamaica

Gemt godt væk, og med sin hel egen sprog og musik kultur har landet altid fascineret mig, jeg er aldrig nået længere end rom og cigarer, men jeg håber da med tiden at kunne udbygge mit kulturelle kendskab og måske endda besøge øen engang.














Rom har jamica været kendt for, jeg må indrømme at den er mig en smule kradsbærstig, men der er godt nok smag og med 60% for de fleste varianter er den næppe kvalificeret som "letbenet".






Cigarer har aldrig været mig, men skulle eftersigende være udbredt sammen med "alternativ" tobak på øen. i det hele taget er cigarer og røg en ting man åbenbart næppe kommer uden om i det område af verden.




Sidst men ikke mindst, en speciel musikstil som har spredt sig langsomt men sikkert, Dancehall.
Jeg kendte på ingen måde til dette fænomen før den unge dame på Billedet, Natasja Saed, blæse igennem det Danske land, først med Bikstok Røgsystem og derefter Solo.


Hun har virkelig udvidet min musik horisont, hvem ved, det kan være at man finder mig hos den lokale pladepusher  i afdelingen med Raggae!

[ZIG]

Tak vinylfreak for lidt sommersol denne vinterkolde aften. Jeg kan smage romen, lugte cigaren og mærke varmen på min krop.

Zig

[Brok]

Fandme i orden låge der, vinyl-tosse

Mvh
Brok

[A.R.T.]

Jeg kan smage romen, lugte cigaren og mærke varmen på min krop.

Zig

 

Lige mine ord Zig!

Derudover er det som om jeg står med et "franskbrød" i den ene hånd og en træpind i den anden, mens nogen skråler

"Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica

vi danser hele natten på Jamaica"

[Thomas Sillesen]

Fed låge  

Det rom får jo en til at tænke på denne sang:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=vNQaS37X7_o

[SES.]

En krukke rom fra Worlds End og vinyl under pu

[macwerk]

Så smider jeg en film på



Reggae star Jimmy Cliff is the principal reason that The Harder They Come was one of the first truly successful films to come out of Jamaica. Cliff plays Ivan, a young would-be singer who finds the going rough when he hits the big city of Kingston. Jailed for participating in a knife fight, Ivan is exploited by a dishonest record-company executive upon his release. Turning his back on the establishment, Ivan becomes involved in the marijuana trade. He keeps the police at arm's length by offering them a slice of the action, but ultimately finds himself in the middle of a bloody raid. Ivan kills several cops and escapes, whereupon the duplicitous record exec releases Ivan's single "The Harder They Come," elevating the fugitive to the status of folk hero. The Harder They Come utilizes a take-no-prisoners approach to its material and presents an unadorned view of the seamier side of Jamaica life. The film resulted in an incredible upsurge in the popularity of reggae music in America; among the highlights in its hit-after-hit score are "You Can Really Get It If You Want It," "Sitting in Limbo," "Johnny Too Bad," and the title song.

[Kristian]

finder frem min favorit Jamaica man

[gurdet]

Måske en kop kaffe??

 

Mvh

[gurdet]

 

...og Sly and Robbie har medvirket på anslået 200.000 numre - uden at tælle remix'ene

 

Mvh

[Kristian]

flere til...

Mi C-Yaan beLieve it med Michael Smith






Mi cyaan believe it
(I can`t believe it)
mi seh mi cyaan believe it
(I say I can`t believe it)
room dem a rent mi apply widdin but as me go in cock-roach rat and
scorpion also come in
(The room they rent and I apply within, as I go in,
cock-roaches, rats and scorpions also come in)
one good nose haffi run but mi nah guh dong sit dong pon high wall
like Humpty Dumpty
(one good nose have to run, but I`m not going to sit down on a high wall
like Humpty Dumpty)
mi a face mi reality
(I face my reality)
one lickle bwai come blow him horn
(one little boy comes blows his horn)
me look pon him wid scorn when me realise how mi five bwai pickney
was a victim of the trix dem call partisan politics
(I look at him with scorn when I realise how my five boy children were a
victim of the tricks they call partisan politics)
an mi bun mi belly and mi bawl
(and I burn my belly and I bawl)
Mi seh mi cyaan believe it
(I can`t believe it)
mi daughter bwaifriend name is Sailor and him pass through the port
like a ship
(my daughter`s boyfriend`s name is Sailor and he passes through the port
like a ship)
more grand pickney fi feed
(more grand children to feed)
but the whole a we need
(but the whole that we need)
what a night what a plight mi cyaan get a bite, mi life is a stiff fight and mi
cyaan believe it
(what a night, what a plight, I can`t get a bite, my life is a stiff fight
and I can`t believe it)
sittin in de corner wid mi friends talkin bout tings and time
(sitting in de corner with my friends talking about things and time)
mi `ear one voice seh: "who deh?"
(I hear one voice sey: "who`s there?"
mi a seh "who deh?"
(I say "who`s there?")
"who a seh who deh when wi a seh who deh"
("who says who`s there when we say who`s there?")
when wi tek a stalk,dem lick down wi flat
(when we take a stalk, they beat down our flat)
teet start fly, and big man start cry
(teeth start to fly and big man starts to cry)
an mi cyaan believe
(and I can`t believe it)
mi seh mi cyaan believe it
(I say I can`t believe it)
De other day mi a pass one yard pon de hill, when mi tek a stalk mi `ear
"hey bwai!"
(The other day I pass one yard on the hill, when I take a stalk I hear
"Hey boy!")
Yes maam
(Yes madam)
"hey bwai!"
("hey boy!")
Yes maam
(Yes madam)
"You clean up de dog shit?"
("Did you clean up the dog shit?!")
Yes maam
(Yes madam)
an mi cyaan believe it
(and I can`t believe it)
Doris a mother of four, get a wok as a domestic
(Doris is a mother of four, and gets a work as a domestic)
bass man move in an bap-si-kaisico she pregnant again
(The boss moves in and bap-si-kaisico she`s pregnant again)
bap-si-kaisico she pregnant again
(bap-si-kaisico she`s pregnant again)
an mi cyaan believe it
(and I can`t believe it)
De yard de other night when mi a hear fire, fire to plate claat, who dead,
you dead, who dead, me dead, who dead,
Harry dead, who dead, heleven dead, woyeee,
Orange street fire deh bun mi `ead and mi cyan believe it
(The yard the other day when I hear fire, fire like hell, who`s dead,
you`re dead, who`s dead, I`m dead, who`s dead,
Harry`s dead, who`s dead, eleven
are dead, woyeee, Orange street, fire there burn my head
and I can`t believe it)
Lord me see one black bud livin in one building but no rent no pay so
him cyaan stay, Lord de opress and de disposess cyaan get no res`,
what nex`
(Lord, I see one black bud living in one building, but he doesn`t pay any
rent, so he can`t stay, Lord, the opressed and the dispossesed can`t get
no rest, what`s next)
Tek a trip from Kingston to Jamaica, tek twelve from a dozen,
mi see mi mama in heaven. Madhouse. Mi cyaan believe it.
(I take a trip from Kingston to Jamaica, and see my mother in heaven.
Madhouse. I can`t believe it)
You believe it?
(Do you you believe it?)
How you fi believe it when you blind you eye to it?
(How are you going to believe it when you close your eye to it)
But mi know you believe it, laaawd, mi know you believe it.
(But I know you belive it, Lord, I know you believe it.)

[xo]

Sign me up for Jamaica!