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.no.13 jan|feb 2007
+intro

The crisis brewing in the Horn of Africa bled into the international news on Christmas Eve. Ethiopia's Prime Minister Meles Zenawi admitted that Ethiopian forces were officially waging war against The Union of Islamic Courts (UIC), a clan of businessmen who originally banned together to extract extremist justice on thieves but later expanded into a governing body, on behalf of the Transitional Government of Somalia. This proclamation was hardly news to anyone familiar with the region but when border skirmishes escalated into Ethiopian rockets blowing the Mogadishu airport apart on Christmas Day, the world had to take notice. And days later when US air strikes targeted suspected Al Qaeda operatives linked to the 1998 bombings of American embassies in Kenya and Tanzania, the world had to become concerned.

Contentiousness in the relationship between Ethiopia and Somalia is hardly new phenomena. Modern day conflict between the two nations started when Britain ceremoniously ended its colonization of Somalia by handing over the Somali inhabited region of Ogaden to Ethiopia. Animosity generated by the land dispute between the two countries flared into full out war in 1964 and 1977 and seethed until the two sides brokered
a peace agreement in 1988. But since all pretense of a Somali government fell apart, Ethiopia has worked diligently to make sure Somalia’s troubles stay within its own borders. This monitoring of Somalia meshed perfectly with the goals of Western nations direly concerned with the breeding of Islamic nationalists in what they deemed “Afghanistan South.” So when The UIC crew began gaining headway in the perpetually failed state and the word on the wire was that three primary operatives of Al Queda were among the head count, it was only a matter of time before things got hot. Real hot.

And lets be frank, it takes little to get Zenawi ready to wreck shop. In the years since he came to power in
1991, the Prime Minister has waged war against Eritrea and intra-country dissenters under the cloak of Western ambivalence. Western nations have turned a blind eye to Zenawi’s Hussein-spirited crack downs
on conscientious objectors in exchange for intelligence and ground support. This arrangement is a win-win
for the despot leader of a proud and largely Christian nation bordered by a bee hive of Islamic nationalists,
so when the call came the Ethiopian military was ready to roll on Mogadishu.

Moving quickly, the Ethiopians took the capital city back with minimal difficulty but there was something strangely déjà vu about the whole affair. The UIC took its signs off the door and dispersed into the air with
little sound, much like the Iraqi soldiers who were supposed to have littered the road to Baghdad during
Shock and Awe
three years hence. This has led to concerns of a looming Taliban guerilla war that will further destabilize the already destabilized Horn of Africa region. Already the scene is intense. Ethiopian hardware (tanks etc.) run the streets of Mogadishu, Kenyan soldiers patrol the border like thousands of melanin filled Lou Dobbs clones, and the US Naval 5 th Fleet sits patiently in the Indian Ocean ready to blow a country to
bits as soon as the lunch bell rings. And after all of that it is still uncertain who has the upper hand in this
given the reality in the Middle East.

In the end, another door on the "war on terror" has been blown off the heezy but with so many players
involved (and soon to be involved) it is unclear for whose sins the people of East Africa will be paying. And
you best believe that it is the people of Somalia and Ethiopia and Kenya and Eritrea that will be suffering because someone is going to have to pay. This is war.

welcome to nat creole. you're right on time.


+ in memoriam. james brown
phillip harvey


+ questions. answers
russell taylor. singer | songwriter
Now people talk about James Brown the way they talk about Bob Dylan, an iconic figure that could take credit for large swaths of contemporary culture. He is now “A True American Original” and all of that. The difference being that James had to die to cement his cred. more "But people are too hard on artists and don’t really understand the sacrifices we make. Artists, whatever the creative bent, have a responsibility to live life in hyperbole. And that is dangerous because you are constantly on the edge. But if you don’t live life in hyperbole and take it to the edge then you can’t come back and tell the folks about it." .more

+ questions. answers
annika connor

+ travel essay. morocco
farid abdi. photographer
"Each painting I try to do something I don’t know how to paint and that’s hard because its struggle, but trying to make it right creates a very interesting tension in the painting. If you’re going to work on something for a really long time then it needs to be entertaining for you and the challenge makes it entertaining." more
The Imazighen (translated as “free people”) live throughout North Africa, including the countries of Algeria, Morocco, Tunisia, Mali, Mauritania and Libya. They speak a language called Tamazight but are distinguished by different customary dress, dialects and traditions. more

+ essay. urban expressionism
mwalim 7


+ excerpt. a history of house music
sean bidder
In an article “Black Creativity: On the Cutting Edge” (Time October 1974) Henry Louis Gates dismissed BAM as the “shortest and least successful” movement in Black American cultural history. However, it can be demonstrated that Urban Expressionism is not only an expansion of the BAM, but dramatists and spoken-word artists of the Urban Expressionist School are in fact a new generation of BAM artists, with the aesthetic, cultural and ideological principles passed directly from one generation to the next. more
By 1985 it was clear that something big was beginning to stir. Ron Hardy, who was to become the backbone of the Chicago club scene by consistently breaking the new records, began playing at The Music Box around the same time Frankie Knuckles left The Warehouse... more

+ profile. photography exhibition
a drum beats in brooklyn


+ heaknot. alice coltrane
journey in satchidananda
A Drum Beats in Brooklyn offers a panoramic view of traditions such as J’ouvert, Drummers Grove, Tribute to the Ancestors of the Middle Passage among others and shows how these celebrations are uniquely Brooklyn. From the intimate gesture to the grand declaration, the She Shootin’ Photography Collective documents these celebrations that bring spectator and performer together and highlight the timeless magic of the drum. more Quietly another giant leaves our midst. Rest in Peace Alice Coltrane. more
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.:: features
james brown

 

 

+ in memoriam.

james brown.
singer. musician. soul man
+ phillip harvey

James Brown didn’t know how old he was. Most biographies say he was born in 1933 and that is probably as good a guess as any. It is known that he was born in South Carolina near the Georgia border during the Depression and it is generally agreed upon that he grew up poor, Black and hungry. But James was nothing if not a man of action and he wanted to get up and do his thing. So James brushed the vestiges of a hard childhood off his collar and gathered up all the forms of Race Music- Gospel, Jump Blues, Rhythm & Blues, Blues, Jazz and so on- and synthesized them into this wholly new fabric of sound.

Uncle Ray had used many of the same components but James trimmed all of the excess and broke everything down to its pure composite and worked at it and worked at it until it was perfected. This man from the backwoods of the backwoods had reached back beyond the music of his father and his grandfather and came up with a sound that was definitively his, and by extension, definitively ours. And as James worked and worked, this sound just kept growing and growing until it had become big and brash and bold and fully impossible to ignore. Then James went ahead and translated the sound into English and it said..

“I’m Black and I’m Proud”

And it was beautiful to hear it in English. But if you had been paying attention you would have already known the score because the sound that James Brown put forth had said it already. It was in his conscious liberation of drummers, bassists and horn players who, once unfettered, unleashed this ridiculous groove that came from a place that some might say is “deep and guttural” but really it was from the soul. It was from the source. It was from the South. And it was irresistible, the music I mean. The man, well, the man was something entirely different.

Now people talk about James Brown the way they talk about Bob Dylan, an iconic figure that could take credit for large swaths of contemporary culture. He is now “A True American Original” and all of that. The difference being that James had to die to cement his cred. Dylan still walks the earth as a ghost, periodically gathered and dragged into the center of attention. There he disgustedly relates his observations on a world gone mad before retreating to the outer edges of society where he continues to inform American mainstream imagination.

No such luck for James Brown. The truth is that James was part of a past that this country increasingly wants to forget. I mean the man literally wore a potato sack to school one day. There wasn’t supposed to be a place for James Brown in this contemporary world of Black CEOs and party backed presidential aspirants. He was too Black and he was too proud. So it became increasingly easy to ridicule and demean the man even as the profound impact he had on American culture became more and more obvious.

And James didn’t make it easy on himself. His hanging out with Richard Nixon and over-eager Don King-like paeans to American capitalism turned off many people at the height of his popularity. There were also those of us who just rejected him for his stubborn refusal to get rid of the conk or tone down the ill-fitting “Southern Pimp” style wardrobe. Then came the high speed police chases and the video taped interviews of a denture-less James pontificating on some arcane subject while high on Dust. These encroachments against civilized sensibilities were more than many of us could take so when old age encroached and personal judgment began to rapidly deteriorate, ole James Brown was on his own. He would have to pay for his sins and ours.

So we jailed him, took his music and hid it under various marketing labels, and flogged him at the public square. But James, seemingly oblivious to it all, simply went about his business. He understood that he, weather we liked it or not, was the keeper of the flame. He was the last connection between Race music and the splintered forms of song that fill the air waves today. He was both the shadow and the light and had resolutely been both the leap forward and the throw back.

So despite the mug shots, the public humiliations, and the disastrous stabs at love, James kept bobbing and weaving until the end. He was from the height of neglect and he knew it because he always remembered where he was from. And that was the point because he also knew that as long as he kept on working and kept on being James Brown, we weren’t going to forget where he was from. And by extension, where we were from. This was important. Beyond his Black beauty affirmations and dogged efforts to inject ancestral funk into the modern palaver, it was his insistence on being from somewhere near the border between South Carolina and Georgia during the Depression that made him indispensable.

So when thousands gathered in the streets of Harlem to say goodbye it was understood that the remorse wasn’t just for the music. It was also for the man. The remorse was for the man that wouldn’t repent. The man that wouldn’t slow down. The man that wouldn’t gentrify. The remorse was for James Brown.

Rest in Peace.

Phillip Harvey is the editor and founder of Nat Creole. It is his sincere hope that he will not have to write another "in memoriam" for a long, long while. . He can be reached at ph@natcreole.com.

 

 

+ essay.
urban expressionism: the roots and influences of modern urban rituals
+
mwalim

When discussing the annals of American cultural history it seems that conversation tends to move right over the Black Arts Movement. In terms of a collective and conscious set of artistic and political ideals, its almost like it never happened. Despite the enduring influence many literal and ideological members of the movement still hold unto today, nostalgia for collective Black American cultural movements skips from the Harlem Renaissance to the opening stages of Hip Hop. But how many people have been directly impacted by Ntozaghe Shange, Amiri Baraka, Don Lee and the legion of poets, artists, musicians, dramatists, novelists and cultural thinkers of the mid 60’s to mid 70’s? A great deal I would guess. In fact, some would say that the energy that drove the Black Arts Movement is the foundation for today’s dominant form of cultural expression. And this is what makes the lack of recognition and respect for such an important cultural phenomenon odd indeed.

Mwalim (Morgan James Peters, I), the award-winning performing artist, writer, filmmaker, and Assistant Professor of English and African American Studies at the University of Massachusetts Dartmouth weighed in on the subject. And through his good graces, Nat Creole offers his essay Urban Expressionism: The Roots and Influences of Modern Urban Rituals in a two part series. When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.

Part I. The Black Arts Movement: The underpinnings of Urban Expressionism

It was November of 2001 at an artist’s round-table at the Afrikan Poetry Theatre in Queens, NY that I heard poet/ author/ vocalist/ organizer/ educator, Ola Jendai describes the work of this generation of conscious Black artists as ‘Modern Urban Rituals.’ It is the common aesthetic properties of this loosely associated school of contemporary, socially conscious Black spoken-word artists and dramatists (including Latino and Native American people of African ancestry) that I began referring to as Urban Expressionism in 1997. While critics treat the works of this era as if they are a disconnected, phenomenon of the hip-hop generation, it can be seen that Urban Expressionisms cultural ideologies, practices and socio-political philosophies are rooted in those of the Black Arts Movement (BAM).

In an article “Black Creativity: On the Cutting Edge” (Time October 1974) Henry Louis Gates dismissed BAM as the “shortest and least successful” movement in Black American cultural history. However, it can be demonstrated that Urban Expressionism is not only an expansion of the BAM, but dramatists and spoken-word artists of the Urban Expressionist School are in fact a new generation of BAM artists, with the aesthetic, cultural and ideological principles passed directly from one generation to the next.

BAM, which was primarily rooted in the Black communities of New York City, was the aesthetic companion to the Black Power Movement of the mid 1960s, where poetry, drama, music and visual arts were used to propagate the movement’s nationalistic social, political and economic agenda. According to Harold Cruse in The Crisis of the Negro Intellectual, the Black Arts Movement distinguished itself from previous eras and movements in the arts of Black people in America, the Black Arts Movement came with a social agenda.

The new mission of Black theatre came with three basic objectives: 1) Creating institutions within the Black community, for the development and presentation of theatre artists as well as works in drama and literature, by, for, and about Black people. 2) Creating a composite cultural language, rooted in an Afrocentric perspective (i.e., the Black Aesthetic) of Black people in America, speaking to the social and political realities of Black people in America, as opposed to creating works according to the Eurocentric values as with previous movements and eras. 3) Creating works that would impact the social and political perspectives of future generations of Black people in America.

While the movement itself only lasted from 1965 to 1975, the influence of the agenda articulated within this movement on subsequent artistic movements within the tradition of Black Theatre and oral traditions is apparent and indelible.

Although BAM involved a canon of middle-class, mostly male, English speaking African American artists and intellectuals based in New York City, and Urban Expressionism encompasses a wider representation of post African Diaspora cultures, languages and dialects based in several cities throughout the USA, much of the common ideological, stylistic and thematic structure and content of Urban Expressionism has evolved from those identified by such Black Arts Movement scholars and critics as Kalamu ya Salaam, Amiri Baraka, Larry Neal and Askia Muhammad Touré. The Black Arts Movement in particular was the era of “A New Breed” (Neal, “Visions”, p. 20) of Black artists, who rejected European American standards and aesthetic values in favor of a more Afrocentric celebration of their African heritage and Black American experiences and culture.

Previous to the BAM, most theatre in the Black community consisted of white plays with all Black casts, or plays about Black people written for white audiences, produced under the auspices of white patrons. As a grass-roots movement, BAM artists were behind the continuation of existing Black theatres and institutions in the Black community, such as the Hadley Players in New York and the Karamu Theatre in Cincinnati; as well as the formation of many new organizations, such as the National Black Theatre, Negro Ensemble Company, Frank Silvera Writer’s Workshop and New Federal Theatre in New York, New African Company in Boston, Kuntu Repertory Theatre in Pittsburgh, and the Arena Players in Washington DC.

Whereas the average life of a theatre company is three years, over 30 years later, all of the aforementioned organizations and institutions still exist, and are responsible for the initial training and professional experiences of approximately 80% of the Black theatre, television and film artists in the industry today, including the writers of the Urban Expressionist’ school. Hence, BAM’s first objective was met.

While some critics have dismissed the work of dramatists and spoken-word artists as ‘Agit Prop’ (agitation propaganda), closer examination reveals that dramatists, poets and theater artists of the BAM began experimenting with rituals, festivals, languages, clothing, music, social customs, and approaches from various African cultures, combining them with Black American folk traditions and eastern European influences, created a new paradigm. Through allegory, metaphor and African influenced performance-rituals, Black dramatists and spoken-word artists explore and support the social, political, economic, and cultural experiences and ideologies of their times.

It can be seen that those movements are more empirical outgrowths of previous landmark eras. African ritual, folklore and storytelling styles are also staples in the cultural language of Urban Expressionism. Terms, concepts and traditions used today in Black theatre and literature, such as griot, Kwanzaa, the Nguzo Saba, the invoking of ancestors and pouring libations at the opening of a show, the inclusion of African-influenced dance, music, and rituals in plays that are not musicals were all introduced during BAM. Thus, the second objective was reached.

As BAM artists moved out of New York and settled in other urban areas around the country, the new breed that Neal speaks of are the present day elders, teachers, legends and influences of this generation. BAM artists and intellectuals became the faculty of Black Studies programs throughout the country, directors, artists and instructors in their own arts institutions. BAM artists also allied themselves with socially conscious dramatists and poets of Africa, the Caribbean and South America as well, deepening the Pan African link. It was the BAM era that gave the arts and literature of Black people in America an otherwise nonexistent legitimacy among Black artists and intellectuals of other countries. As a result, the philosophies, and practices of BAM artists were passed on to a new generation, including Black people of other countries and cultures, thus reaching the movement’s third objective.

The post BAM, multi-award-winning dramatist August Wilson, co-founder of the Kuntu Writer’s Workshop, has consistently exemplified answering these objectives in the development of his plays, providing opportunities for many black theatre professionals, as well as his late 1990s proposal for an African Grove Theatre Institute, dedicated to the preservation, continuation, development and presentation of the Black Theatre tradition. His detailing of this agenda included the aforementioned objectives. This initiative on Wilson’s part was mainstream Black artist’s demonstrated commitment to the BAM agenda.

In addition being sharp as a knife, Mwalim is also the keeper of the New World Griot and Wampanoag ‘sacred clown’ traditions. For more on the man and the thoughts visit http://www.mwalim.com/
.:: art

just another museum painting . annika connor

 

 

+questions. answers



untitled self portrait


virginia hill


the weeping one

 


night flowers


someday sunday


reverie remembered



+art copyright 2007, Annika Connor
annika connor.
painter.

 

Annika Connor has that special talent that makes the difficult look easy. Even beyond her mastery of the most pain staking and intricate elements of using paint to create imagery, she has nurtured the ability to fuse old and new to create work that is timeless.

Added to this she has kept a keen awareness of the relationship between the artist and the viewer, that precarious balance between creating for self without forgetting the audience. How has Annika Connor achieved all of this at such a young age? Well the good folks at Nat Creole were curious as well so we talked with the Art Institute of Chicago graduate in her studio high above the streets of Midtown and talked about patience, challenges and the power of meditative practice.

Nat Creole: What immediately jumps out at you regarding your work is the level of detail and mastery of craft. How does your approach to painting account for these characteristics?

Annika Connor: Well my paintings are very labor intensive. Mostly I use small brushes and long hours to create the intricate marks and details. On a material level, I work to allow the medium to express a sense of mystery in the image while simultaneously revealing answers about process.

I enjoy the way that watercolors puddle and rest one on top of each other. Showing this in the painting gives insight into how the painting was made, how the paint was poured on, and how my hand moved to create a mark.

When it comes to selecting subject matter, I have a very intuitive process. I work from photos that I find or take myself, and I blend imagination and memories to collage the images together. I select my images to paint instinctually. My gut often acts as my guide informing or deciding what I want to paint, and the meaning of the selected images often only comes clear to me after the painting is finished.

NC: How do you see colors? You have this rich feel for color. Do you get to these colors largely through memory?

AC: That’s an interesting question. Color is really important to me. My palette is always very dense with jewel-like tones. These colors create a feeling of richness in the image, which helps to emphasize a sense of opulence and decadence in the paintings. Because I want the paintings to have these luscious associations, the paint is often very saturated.

Having been an oil painter, I’m used to building up my colors in glazes so the light travels through each layer and reflects against the backdrop before returning to the eye.

On top of that I’m just a colorful person (laughter), and that always comes into the palette that I paint with. I also like patterns so that comes into the work as well.

NC: Earlier you were talking about the sheer amount of time that you invest into your paintings and how this was somewhat outside of your personality, but is this really true?

AC: It’s odd really. I don’t view myself as a patient or particularly organized person at all, yet the way that I paint requires extreme patience and a highly organized mark-making system. My process for painting is very deliberate and focused. With watercolor, I have to work from the background to the foreground, so I need to think many steps ahead. There is something very meditative about making detailed art. It’s very tranquil and I like the entertainment of the challenge.

NC: But once you get it are you on to the next thing?

AC: In each painting I try to add something I don’t know how to paint. This can be hard, but it’s the struggle in trying to make it right that creates an interesting tension in the painting. Once I get it right, then that once difficult aspect just becomes part of a language that I incorporate into the next painting.

NC: I want to go back for a second and ask how you came into creating, the journey, so to speak. If you can take us back to how this need to create developed.

AC: Without sounding too cliché, I’ve always been a painter. I started painting in oils when I was about 9 years old. Maybe when I was 10 or 11 I started going to the studio of my dad’s friend and I would paint with her.

I’ve always been surrounded by art. My dad doesn’t do it professionally, but he is a sculptor, and my grandfather and uncles are collectors, so art has always been a big part of my world. Also, my mother is (again not by profession) a seamstress, so I suppose I gained from her a sense for putting patterns and colors together.

NC: So having grown up in the arts, there wasn’t that tension around your becoming an artist?

AC: No my family has been very supportive. I’ve been very fortunate in that respect. My mother is really an amazing lady and an inspiration. My father knows his art history so we can have a back and forth about the art world which is great. I am also lucky because I’m very close with an older cousin who is an excellent painter and a big influence.

NC: I have the feeling that you are very conversive in all of the areas that surround art in terms of the commerce aspect as well as the creative portion. Is this a function of personal study or something you came into as the need arose?

AC: Well as much as I loved attending The School of the Art Institute of Chicago, they don’t teach you much about the practical aspects of being an artist. All of the elements surrounding establishing a career as an artist, I’ve had to figure out as I’ve gone along. I find living in New York, there are so many artists who are really open to sharing information, and it’s been very helpful for me to get advice from artists who are a couple of steps ahead of me.

As far as Commerce is concerned, I could always learn more, but I come from a family of businessmen so I’ve gotten some influence from that. However, I still think I have a lot to learn (laughs), and I’m so terrible at selling my paintings that it’s a wonder that they sell at all.

NC: But you have collectors from Shang Hai and Moscow just to name a few

AC: Yeah, I’m not sure how that happens even if I’m thankful that it does (laughter). It’s difficult for me to think in terms of selling when I am regarding my art. I don’t mind though, as it’s not really a skill that I want to acquire. In the end, I think I’m better off letting a gallery take care of sales.

For me a normal sale goes something like this: Someone sees my art and says they want to buy one of my paintings and my typical response is “Are you sure?” The paintings that take many many months to make, I hate parting with the most. Usually I don’t want to sell any of my favorite paintings, but then the electric bill arrives and it becomes “Well Okay.”

NC: Do you spend a lot of time outdoors. What is your feeling about choosing to paint nature? How do you choose your subjects?

AC: I never paint what is right in front of me. I’ve been painting nature lately because I live in Midtown and there isn’t a tree in sight, so I’ve been longing for the color green in my life. I imagine that if I lived in the country I would paint architecture, black and gray. Also, I view the imagination as an otherworldly kind of a thing, and nature often reflects this very directly. I like that landscapes are not specific in their location so they tap into a universal sense of “maybe I’ve been there.”

In talking about specific pieces, I try not to reveal too much directly about the content of the art. I want all my paintings to act as triggers for the audience’s imagination, and maybe start off the viewer’s own narrative. If I could achieve one thing with my paintings it would be to provide a springboard for the imagination.

People think so rationally these days, that they don’t engage their imagination enough anymore. As a painter I like to give the audience what Hemmingway says is “the tip of the iceberg” but keep the substance below. My paintings are like that, I’ll give you something to see, but you can’t get to the weight of it until you’ve worked it out for yourself.

 

+ profile.
a drum beats in brooklyn
a photography exhibition celebrating the drum-based and african influenced traditions of brooklyn
+ she shootin photography collective
A Drum Beats in Brooklyn offers a panoramic view of traditions such as J’ouvert, Drummers Grove, Tribute to the Ancestors of the Middle Passage among others and shows how these celebrations are uniquely Brooklyn. From the intimate gesture to the grand declaration, the She Shootin’ Photography Collective documents these celebrations that bring spectator and performer together and highlight the timeless magic of the drum.


Curators: Laylah Amatullah Barrayn | Nsenga Knight | Delphine Fawundu-Buford | Kerika Fields | Ava Griffiths

A Drum Beats in Brooklyn
February 14 – May 13
Opening Reception: Thursday, February 15, 5:30 – 7:30 pm
Brooklyn Historical Society
Independence Community Gallery
128 Pierrepont Street @ Clinton Street
Brooklyn, NY 11201
For more information on A Drum Beats in Brooklyn visit www.brooklynhistory.org and sheshootin.blogspot.com

 

.:: music | dance

la bayad. annika connor

 

 

.:: playlist


Peter Tosh
Live & Dangerous Boston 1976

2001 Sony Records


Nuspirit Helsinki
Nuspirit Helsinki
2002 Guidance Recordings



Alice Coltrane
Journey in Satchidananda
1970 GRP

The Banshee has a coming out party and invites Sly & Robbie to join him. Nice.

60's jet set soundtrack with just enough bounce to remind you what city you are in.

Quietly another giant leaves our midst. Rest in Peace Alice Coltrane.


Vieux Farka Toure
Vieux Farka Toure
2007 World Village


Ghostface Killah
More Fish
2006 Def Jam


Spinners
Spinners Live!
1975 Atlantic

 

Ali Farka's scion won't always be known as such. Soon he will be just Vieux. His music is good.

Ghostface continues building his throne in the sky. HIp Hop pure and untampered. Brilliant!

Phillipe Wynn in his prime. Witness the strength.

CD is the single parent of HeadKnot and you can reach him at cd@natcreole.com

 

 

.:: questions. answers


russell taylor
singer. songwriter
When Russell Taylor strolls into the G.R. N'Namdi Gallery with his guitarist, the well dressed attendants begin to cluster around him in a ranging semi-circle that lines the art adorned walls. Positioning himself in the center of the gallery space, Russell calmly tells his audience that he is waiting on his percussionist and begins to chat amiably with the well-heeled crowd. In moments the percussionist appears and, seemingly without warning, the room suddenly is full of sound. Full of this rich and warm sound. Full of Russell’s voice. No further a due, no cues, just good music.

But this is what Russell Taylor does, he creates good music. From Europe to his native Philadelphia, Russell has proven this to be true. Check Russell’s debut album Somewhere In Between and you will understand that of which we speak. Recently, Nat Creole sat down with the singer/songwriter in the Village and talked about craft, courage and living in hyperbole.

Nat Creole: You often say that “that music chose you.” I hear this often but it is still a very personal statement. When did you come to this realization and what does that mean to you?

Russell Taylor: Music is a hard life in the beginning. I went to College to prepare myself for life and always have something to fall back on, coming from a Black professional family that is what we do. So every time it got hard and I would see my friends buying their first house and getting married I would feel a certain pressure and begin feeling that I was living this in-between life. I had the education so whenever I was fed up with the poor and suffering part of establishing yourself as an artist, I would go back to the education and work. But something would always go wrong in that part of my life. I would go back to the corporate world thinking “Man, I just got this 70 grand a year job” but something always went wrong. The money may have flowed right but there was always some problem at the job. Something in my personal life was always a distraction. My life wasn’t right.

So I would break it back down to the bare minimum. After I bought all of the accessories and hot stuff, I would always go back to the music to get right again. I’d been through that cycle a million times- back and forth, back and forth- before I finally gave into it. I love music and I love singing. I choose music, and I’m also an actor so I choose performing, and no matter how far I try to get away from it I can’t because music has chosen me as well. It’s a symbiotic relationship.

NC: I think of you as a singer-songwriter and also a songwriter’s songwriter, if you will, but you also collaborate with a number of other writers. Where did you develop your songwriting skills and how does the dynamic of creating change in your collaborations?

RT: I’ve always been a writer and a creative person so as a kid I would continually write stories. Then in college I developed my interest in creative writing by taking classes and writing poetry. My first song, “Hands of Time”, actually came from a poem I wrote. So I started writing more poetry and steadily began developing my songwriting skills.

Working with other people is good because you get a whole different energy and you can reach a different group. If it’s a bass line it comes from somewhere, it comes from some feeling and that feeling that it brings to your energy opens the music up to a whole different demographic. It’s a whole other group of people that I might not have been able to touch that can now relate to me.

NC: The song Braille has a guitar solo reminiscent of Ernie Isley (legendary Isley Brothers guitarist), and the guitar appears on the album in a couple of other instances as well. Is this an instrument that you like to write for?

RT: Yes I do. Guitar to me adds that folk flavor. Folk and Soul are two branches of the same tree in terms of mood and feeling. The guitar to me is pure, the piano is the same way but the guitar offers that folksy sound. My grandfather played the guitar, there is a song on my CD called “All Said and Done,” that is a blues song and it is a tribute to my grandfather. I remember being a kid and begging him to play another one. I listen to recordings of my grandfather and his brother playing. They would make up things off the top. That was entertaining to them.

NC: Some of your songs I like the most are the ones where you are freewheeling, ad libbing and, as you say, “Making it up off the top.” Is this a skill that just comes natural to you?

RT: The song “Braille” was an adlib. I figured out how I wanted to track the sound and I did a little study on Marvin Gaye. How he made a lot of Hear My Dear off the top of his head and I wanted to take a chance. That is a nightmare to some artists because we are always editing ourselves. So I went to the lab and put the beats together then went into the booth and just rolled. It was all the way through in one take and then we went back to work on some of the backgrounds to accent different things.

Improv, though the scariest thing, is the most beautiful thing and that is what people seem to really like about my shows. At least that is the feedback that I get. If I’m having a bad day, the improv will bring it out and people will be like “Damn, I get it.” Or if I’m having a great day they"ll say, “Damn. I get it.” And that is what I enjoy.

I want to get to a place in my musicianship, no my creativity, where I can just let go. Sometimes it may just be wrong. That is the true art. But people are too hard on artists and don’t really understand the sacrifices we make. Artists, whatever the creative bent, have a responsibility to live life in hyperbole. And that is dangerous because you are constantly on the edge. But if you don’t live life in hyperbole and take it to the edge then you can’t come back and tell the folks about it. You have to be able to go the extra mile and come back so people can get it. But that’s dangerous and I’m not trying to go and not get back so I’m trying to find that middle.

NC: I notice there is a romantic edge to your music that goes beyond relationships. Is this something that you’ve come to intellectually or from somewhere deeper?

RT: I’ve always been a sensitive and emotional person and thankfully I had parents that were special enough to notice that in me as a child. They developed and protected it and that made it a strong point for me. They are also very spiritual and taught me how to know God in a spiritual way more so than in a religious way. As an adult I am spiritual so in whatever I do I try to have some connection to that source. That is how I manifest.

I’ve been told that when I am performing my strength is that people can relate to me. I’m available and that is because I am in touch with this emotional and spiritual side of myself. You can get eaten up because of it, especially here in New York, but that is where I shoot from. At the end of the day, though, I’m not always so deep. I like to play and party and get drunk but expressing my spirituality is a big side of me.

NC: I’ve heard that one of the benefits of being an independent artist is that you become proficient in many areas? In your opinion what is the upside of being an independent artist?

RT: Well I have the freedom to do what I want when I want. It is six in one basket and a half dozen in the other. I get to be creative and autonomous and work with a lot of people that are quote unquote “unknown.” It helps that more non traditional promotion and distribution streams are available.

You think back in the day, the artists at Motown were successful because they were always on the road and interacting with people. Records sold millions of copies because of the touring- the Chitlin circuit and such. But today, stars are so untouchable and there is little interaction. I’m tired as hell too but when I do a show in Detroit, Miami, DC etc, I can talk to people and they can feel a personal connection. When they buy my record they are more inclined to share it with people so I start building a whole new network. The machine of the major label has lost touch with the importance of allowing people to know and touch an artist.

On the other hand, being a major label artist allows you to have a real budget and have a machine that helps with all areas of marketing and production and setting up tours. You have the budget behind you and the machine behind you to help you make your project work. There are pluses and minuses for both situations.

NC: Who are the artists, especially among your contemporaries, that you are listening to now? What is on your personal playlist?

RT: There is a girl out of Detroit that I met at the Urban Organic Anniversary named Elle Renee. She is off the hook. So I’m listening to her record right now. I’m listening to Eric Roberson, the middle record name Esoteric. There is St. Juste, for the words she is a beast and she is real gruff. Many people don’t get her but they will. Purple St. James, also known as Yazirah, I’m into her. Of course, Peter Hagar is my homeboy. As far as mainstream, I’m burning a whole in my Robin Thicke album and I’m ashamed to say, Beyonce. People like to hate on her but she is a hard working girl and on that album she is singing. Strike that I’m not embarrassed to say it. She is a working girl. I’m listening to old Erykah Badu, Mama’s Gun, just a great album and Donny Hathaway Live.

NC: I know that you are currently promoting Somewhere In Between but what other projects do you have on the horizon?

I’m working on writing with this artist named Shamir down in Atlanta. She is an amazing spirit with an amazing voice. We are going into the lab in January and write some songs for both her upcoming project and mine. I have some overseas stuff going including a compilation album out of Expansions records in the UK. I also plan to pursue more acting so I can get out and flex that muscle a little bit. Those are the immediate things but in the near future who knows? A lot of people have asked about doing projects together and I’m ready to work. 2007 is pregnant with possibilities.

Now get the real deal. Visit www.russelltaylor.net and listen to what the man has to offer. Its there to enjoy.

 

.:: excerpt
pump up the volume: a history of house music
+ sean bidder

december 2001
Macmillan UK
0-7522-1986-3

Buy the Book

Long before the Jungle Brother were housin' folks, the architects of what was to become known around the world as House music (or Garage for you non-septics) were deep in the lab retooling a dying Disco sound into a deeply danceable groove that would outlive its previous form. Sean Bidder, musicologist extradinaire , took it all in and put it down on paper. The result was Pump Up the Volume: A History of House Music, a loving retelling of how music becomes a phenomenon.

The roots to 1985

Like it or not, House was first and foremost a direct descendant of Disco. Disco had already been going for ten years when the first electronic drum tracks began to appear out of Chicago, and in that time it had already suffered the slings and arrows of merciless commercial exploitation, dilution and racial and sexual prejudice which culminated in the 'Disco Sucks' campaign. In one bizarrely extreme incident, people attending a baseball game in Chicago's Comiskey Park were invited to bring all their unwanted Disco records and after the game they were tossed onto a massive bonfire. Disco eventually collapsed under a heaving weight of crass disco versions of pop records and an ever-increasing volume of records that were simply no good. But the underground scene had already stepped off and was beginning to develop a new style that was deeper, rawer and more designed to make people dance. Disco had already produced the first records to be aimed specifically at DJs with extended 12" versions that included long percussion breaks for mixing purposes and the early eighties proved a vital turning point. Sinnamon's 'Thanks To You', D-Train's 'You're The One For Me' and The Peech Boys' 'Don't Make Me Wait', a record that's been continually sampled over the last decade, took things in a different direction with their sparse, synthesized sounds that introduced dub effects and drop-outs that had never been heard before.

But it wasn't just American music laying the groundwork for house. European music, spanning English electronic pop like Depeche Mode and Soft Cell and the earlier, more disco based sounds of Giorgio Moroder, Klein & MBO and a thousand Italian productions were immensely popular in urban areas like New York and Chicago. One of the reasons for their popularity was two clubs that had simultaneously broken the barriers of race and sexual preference, two clubs that were to pass on into dance music legend - Chicago's Warehouse and New York's Paradise Garage. Up until then, and after, the norm was for Black, Hispanic, White, straight and gay to segregate themselves, but with the Warehouse, opened in 1977 and presided over by Frankie Knuckles and the Garage where Larry Levan spun, the emphasis was on the music. (Ironically, Levan was first choice for the Warehouse, but he didn't want to leave New York). And the music was as varied as the clienteles – R&B based Black dance music and disco peppered with things as diverse as The Clash's 'Magnificent Seven'. For most people, these were the places that acted as breeding grounds for the music that eventually came to be known after the clubs - House and Garage.

Right from the start there was a difference in approach between New York and Chicago. "All of the records coming out of New York had been either mid or down tempo, and the kids in Chicago wouldn't do that all night long, they needed more energy" commented Frankie Knuckles after his move to Chicago. The Windy City was seduced to a far greater extent by the European sound and when the records started to come, it showed. Whereas garage in New York evolved more smoothly from First Choice and the labels Salsoul, West End and Prelude, there was no such evolution in Chicago. Opinions still differ as to what the first house record was, but it was certainly made by Jessie Saunders and it was on the Mitchball label - probably Z Factor's 'Fantasy', but there was also another Z Factor tune which went by the name of 'I Like To Do It In Fast Cars'. 'Fantasy' sounds extremely dated now but years ago it was like a sound from another planet, with echoes of Kraftwerk's heavily synthesized string sounds, a Eurobeat bassline and a simple, insistent drum machine pattern. Suffice to say, the record remained obscure outside the close-knit urban Chicago scene.

"Those records didn't really motivate people" says Adonis, one of the early producers on the Chicago scene. "The first was Jamie Principle's 'Waiting On Your Angel'. See, before there were records there were cassettes, and that was the hottest thing in Chicago. It was so hot Jessie Saunders went in and recorded that track word for word, note for note, and put it out on Larry Sherman's label Precision. It was so influential that four or five records came out that took its sounds. "Within a year though, others were fast joining. Saunders, who by then had come out with his Jes-Say label, with Farley Keith (or Farley 'Jackmaster' Funk) getting in on the act. Frankie Knuckles, who had already done some remixes for Salsoul was also beginning to work on his own productions. By 1985 it was clear that something big was beginning to stir. Ron Hardy, who was to become the backbone of the Chicago club scene by consistently breaking the new records, began playing at The Music Box around the same time Frankie Knuckles left The Warehouse, and other DJs like Farley and the Hot Mix 5 who threw down the mix shows on the radio station WBMX were making names for themselves. But making a record wasn't the priority for most of the DJs at the time - they were making music specifically to play at the clubs and the parties that were beginning to spring up in the city. Larry Heard and Robert Owens, later to be known as Fingers Inc, and Steve Hurley were all experimenting with basic rhythm tracks long before they made the jump to vinyl.

"I started dabbling in making my own music." says Hurley. "Just making tracks to play as a DJ, not really thinking as far as producing - more to do with just having something to play that nobody else had. And one of these tracks, 'Music Is The Key', got such a good response that I decided to borrow some money and go in with another guy, who happened to be Rocky Jones, and put the record out."

That momentous occasion was the beginning of DJ International Records, one of the two labels that was to give all the aspiring producers in the city a chance to get their music on to vinyl. The other, Larry Sherman's Trax Records was already up and running, though to begin with Sherman was attempting to break into a more commercial market with Precision. 'Music Is The Key' (the first house record to include a rap, incidentally) took house on a step by incorporating more musical elements and a vocal, and by the time Chip E's 'Like This', also on DJ International, appeared house had discovered real vocals and the sampled stutter technique that's such an integral part of dub remixes today. "It took a little while for the sound to develop" remembers London DJ Jazzy M, who worked in a record shop at the time and was one of the very first to get house on the radio in Britain with his immensely popular Jackin' Zone show on London pirate station LWR. "When 'Like This' and Adonis' 'No Way Back' came out, that's when it picked up. At first it was just drum machine programs and they were called trax, like there was Chip E Trax and Kenny Jason Trax and that's what house was, with maybe a few dodgy samples. I can remember talking to Colin Faver, who was one of the first DJs here to get into it, about 'Like This' and we were both really excited by it."

Meanwhile, things were gathering pace over in New York though the development was a lot slower. Mixers like Larry Levan, Tony Humphries, Timmy Regisford and Boyd Jarvis, who came straight after Shep Pettibone and Jellybean Benitez were making ground as remixers, and fired by the raw club sound of Colonel Abrams, the deep, soulful club sound that became known as garage was taking shape with early releases on the Supertonics, Easy Street and Ace Beat labels. Paul Scott was one of the first with 'Off The Wall' in 1985 but before that there was Serious Intention's deep dub classic 'You Don't Know' and even before that was World Premiere's 'Share The Night'.

to be continued...

For more on a history of House. Check out Sean Bidder at sean.bidder@vinylfactory.co.uk or, better yet, buy the book. House music all night long.

 

.::literature | travel
daily walk. reedfa

 

 

+booklist
Fresh Sliced Fruit
by brook stephenson
If rigorous academic readings bear fruit in knowledge,
then reading for interest or pleasure must bear similar fruit in imagination


Pride of Baghdad
Brian K. Vaughn  
ISBN: 1-4012-0314-0
Buy the Book


If Beale Street Could
Talk
James Baldwin
ISBN:
0-307-27592-0
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Trouble on Triton
Samuel R. Delany
ISBN: 0-8195-6298-X
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An amazing graphic novel based on a group of lions that escaped from a zoo in Iraq. A political and social commentary like George Orwell’s Animal Farm, Vaughn depicts aspects of man’s relationship to man as mirrored by man’s relationship to animals. A weighty work in the least, beautifully drawn, it is something to ogle, digest and discuss.

Tour de force writer, activist and social critic James Baldwin’s twelfth novel is a love story. If Beale Street Could Talk captivates with the coming-of-age story of a young struggling African-American Harlem-reared artist and how the American reality of his time crashes down around him. The story's focus on the harshness of a world that does not understand a young black male consciously manifesting destiny is, well, as true and opposing as the fifty shots Sean Bell suffered in his death. Raw, powerful and honest, Baldwin proves to any reader why he is one of our premier masters at holding a mirror to our society and telling us what he sees. This re-release of his classic 1974 work testifies to its validity in our past, present and future society.

Another original literary notable of African-American stock but this time in Science Fiction, Samuel R. Delany’s classic work Trouble on Triton has recently been re-released for those who may not have been privy to it in its first release in 1976. It has been described as a work that explores the concept of Utopia from various perspectives. For anyone who enjoys the Frank Herbert Dune series or any Twilight Zone episode, this may be the book for you. But if you think that is not enough, he was also Octavia Butler’s instructor and long time friend.


Killing Johnny Fry

Walter Mosley
ISBN: 1-59691226-X
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Mission Song
John Le Carre
ISBN: 0-3160-1674-8
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On one hand you have the master of the mystery genre, Walter Mosley, writing about killing somebody again. This is no simple murder plot but in fact a journey of self-discovery that leads down a path taken by most for escape, sex. And there is a whole lot of it. Zane fans won’t be disappointed. No worries Mosley fans, you will definitely like it too because if you want more than sex, read how the protagonist undergoes a complete 360 turn once he finds out who Johnny Fry is- ahem- “killing.” It is a crazy ride I think you might really, really enjoy.

 

Le Carre’s 20 th book finds him musing over language, place and disillusionment with the eye for detail that has become his calling card. The protagonist uses to flesh out his observations is a Congolese linguist whose genius for learning and interpreting languages gives him the mistaken belief that he can stabilize his home country though he has long since distanced himself from the everyday pains of countrymen. What transpires is a difficult, but humorous, story of the misplaced ambitions of people whose desire to be saviors outweighs their ability to effect positive change.

To contact the chef, Brook Stephenson, our literary editor, send an email to bs@natcreole.com.

 

 

+travel essay. morocco

the imazighen: the indigenous people of northern africa
farid abdi. images
c. nelson abdi. text

+ all images copyright 2006, farid abdi

The following five photos were taken in 2006 in Morocco by Farid Abdi. They are part of a larger collection of the photographer’s work documenting the indigenous people of Northern Africa, called the Imazighen.

The Imazighen (translated as “free people”) live throughout North Africa, including the countries of Algeria, Morocco, Tunisia, Mali, Mauritania and Libya. They speak a language called Tamazight but are distinguished by different customary dress, dialects and traditions. The Imazighen have struggled within the modern political contexts of colonialism and Arabization. In particular, the suppression of their native language by many of the governments within North Africa has reunited the Imazighen people to fight for recognition of their human rights.



The first photo, Third Eye, depicts a young boy in the town of Ouarzazate discovering the world of photography with one of Farid’s cameras.

The second photo was taken in the mountains of a young girl passing the day with her siblings and enjoying the interaction with people passing by in their cars on the small road in front of her home.

The third photo is of two men out for a daily walk who were asked to take part in a movie. They were recruited wearing their every day clothing.

The fourth photo depicts an elder basket maker who was sitting on the side of the road making his baskets.
Farid A. Abdi (“Reedfa”) is a self taught photographer who began taking pictures during summer vacations as a child in his native country in the Kabyle Mountains of Algeria . Raised in Paris, he was known as “Reedfa”, French slang for Farid. Working primarily in black and white, Reedfa uses photography to give voice to the dissidents, the counter cultures wrapped up in issues of authenticity, recognition and approval. Drawn to what he calls “underground” life, his photos unfold the multi layers of social reality within the lives and movements of roots based hip hop to North African politics. Reedfa’s methods tend to focus on the candid photojournalistic style of life in action.
The last photo was at one of the entrances to the old city in Marrakesh.  

Reedfa is also one of the most progressive cats around. To learn more about the man and his work go to www.myspace.com/reedfa

 

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