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label:
sony france
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| producer: dj mehdie
/ nsi, manu key |
| guests: daddy
mory, thomas bangalter, le rat luciano, don choa, rohff,
karlito. |
| year of release:
2002 |
| website: 113online.com |
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| tracklisting |
| 1. Danger Intro |
| 2. De L'Autre Coté
De La Rue |
| 3. Traffic avec
Daddy Mory |
| 4. Le Guide De Loubard |
| 5. Les Bronzés |
| 6. Pas De Paroles
En L'Air |
| 7. 113 Fout La Merde
avec Thomas Bangalter |
| 8. 10ème Bougie |
| 9. Désert |
| 10. On Roule, On Rôde
avec Le Rat Luciano, Don Choa |
| 11. La Familia |
| 12. Assoce De... avec
Rohff, Karlito |
| 13. Militant |
| 14. Outro |
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| Fout La
Merde! |
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Everyone needs orientation.
Something to cling to. That's why we make categories.
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That's why we point
out characteristic peculiar features and compare. When
it comes to music, we may distinguish between music
made for an audience and music made for oneself; in
the latter case, music serves as a mean to deal with
circumstances of life, a vehicle where even old and
rusty pieces finally find their place and make sense.
By giving nebulous bits a clear-cut shape, grabbing
what has been around for years without finding expression
- or without even being noticed - individual points
of reference are created.
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At the risk of being
awfully esoteric, we could claim that, while working
at 113 "Fout La Merde", Mokobé, A.P.,
and Rim-K followed similar pathways - intentionally
or unintentionally.
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1. Where we are:
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It was "A
L'autre Côté De La Rue"
(at the other side of the street), in house nr.113 where
three friends met up ten years ago. Since then, they
have been making music together, going through various
struggles life has in store. In this sense "Le
Guide De Loubard" and "113
Fout La Merde" are retrospective and
program at one time; rhymes about daily life in a French
banlieue: "we're still doing what we've been doing
for years" ("113 fout la merde
c'est
ce qu'on a faisait dans la jeunesse, mais maintenant,
c'est ce qu'on fait dans la musique"). Moreover,
these tunes link up with the last album "Les Princes
De La Ville".
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2. Where we come from:
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But it's 2002 now and
this time they go beyond. It seems like the subject
of origin and different backgrounds is now tackled with
even more pensiveness. "Traffic"
speaks about 'human traffic', about the problems which
arise when someone is willing to leave his country.
The hard bits of 'clandestinité'. Similarly,
"Les Bronzes"
holds in its core: "je suis né bronzé",
displaying how this fact influences everyday French
life. Do not suppress the differences seems to be the
hinge: by extracting elements from different sides (cultures)
we create new ways to handle eventual difficulties.
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3. Who is with us/ what's
important:
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However, what makes
the world go round is friends and family ("La
Familia") and all the little things
that we love only just because they belong to ordinary
life ("On Roule, On Rôde").
'Le rap' finally, provides the light for day and night
"c'est ce truc que j'aime qui alimente ma vie
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("10ème Bougie").
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It is indeed striking
that for the most part, music and rhymes go together
like camels and desert. Taking in concern also the content,
a subtle tenderness is produced - without being all
too pathetic. Did they have in mind that even (or especially)
'loubards' could capitalize on disposing honesty and
vulnerability? We may criticize. But regarding the music
which is holding together the rhymes, questions about
credibility disappear as soon as they arise. This is
mainly thanks to DJ Mehdi, one of the rough diamonds
in French hip hop. "Princes De La Ville" already
had been produced by him for the most part. He not only
produces moods through melodies, he also provides the
right glue to stick music and rhymes together, thereby
creating new reference points. Africa and France alternate,
traditional instruments merge in electronic music.
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Whatever the impulse,
it had been a necessity for sure something was going
on in French rap, which (exceptions not easy to be found)
had been stuck in all-the-same for years. Electronic
music seems to be the magic word and DJ Mehdi is no
longer the only one to swing the wand. However, time
had come to move away from heavy piano samples and string
choirs, all too long worshipped, and blow some fresh
air into the whole matter. Most tracks on this album
are lightly arranged, displaying once more great musical
diversity and relevance. Another striking argument why
French rap deserves more attention these days.
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