dj mayonnaise, alias, moodswing9, ant
|1. Deep Puddle Theme
|2. The Candle
|3. Thought Vs. Action
|4. Where The Wild
|5. June 26th, 1998
|6. The Scarecrow Speaks
|7. I Am Hip Hop (Move
|8. Heavy Ceiling
|9. June 26th, 1999
|10. June 26th, 1999
|11. June 26th, 1999
|12. June 26th, 1999
d. mothers of invention
Of Rain ... Why Kneel
The strange impression
you get sitting in a standing train, watching something
move. As it looks like you move yourself. As you are
so used being the moving reference point, that the outside
has to stand still. It's the norm. This norm is broken
and flipped into the opposite. The other train is moving.
Or the platform seems to be moving. Or the whole scenery
is passing you by.
The hip hop world must
have felt equally confused, when Anticon emerged. They
were the moving something, giving us the impression
of being in motion. It was easy for us to listen to
their music, being taken aback as this was over our
collective head, and we didn't expected anything else.
However, it just took some time for us to refocus and
realize that the ant colony was the moving point and
we were standing still, in our traditional frame of
hip hop mind. But the options were there to catch up,
to get our train moving.
Deep Puddle Dynamics,
a metaphor for the dynamics in a deep puddle. And if
that sounds fishy to you, listen to "Deep
Puddle Theme Song" and have Alias, Dose One,
Slug and Sole explain it to you. Hear them march "from
the outskirts of obscurity", each taking a step for
the other, after the other, to the center stage. The
beat moves like a rusty "snowball through the desert".
You wonder where the fish tank fits into the picture.
Then again, like one of those fish that clean the aquarium
glass, the voice of Dose is sucking onto our brain during
his verse on "The Candle",
that's accompanied by piano keys, struck by Moodswing9.
Sole in the mean time, is blowing out the light and
breaks the roses in two. Abilities then takes us through
"Thought vs. Action".
Dose is again called to open the track with a first
verse for "Where The Wild Things
Are". But it's the angelic entrance by Sole,
that changes the track and takes it one step further
to it's full abilities. The mother of them, Jel, is
putting a nutritious meal on the table, with all components
for a rounded out diet. "June
26th, 1998" is asking the remotely doughnut
shaped universe question "what's the meaning of life?"
and while Stephen Hawking is shrugging, two lines eventually
add up to a multiplication of sevens.
The priest from the
pulpit is hyping up same thinkers, and this will bounce
off non thinkers, as the scarecrow will chase away the
bling bling. While this already is, the opposite still
intends to be. This is more than 60% of mental capacity,
this is like a good microchip in your brain, helping
your just thinking, rather than tracking it down and
stomp it. And while this ant composition "The
Scarecrow Speaks" seems to be restrained
in it's trust of affects, it's a high rising peak in
the puddle. "who are these that shit's pretty dope /
but I can hardly hear his vocals and the bass is too
loud / Actually this kid's nasty / too bad I can't hear
the words -excuse me- / damn like he couldn't have just
walked pass oh and the stare too / see everybody wants
to show you, how big their hmm and how little they think":
drunken uttering. "I Am Hip
Hop" is suddenly making KRS' dream come true
and changing it into a nightmare. "I shed another blood
/ you knew I would / I feel you should / adapt, can't
run forever /trapped death stepped up to / shed another
blood / you knew I would / I feel you should / adapt,
can't run forever / trapped death stepped up to". Jel
is centering a similar sound for "Heavy
Ceiling". But it's not like so much creativity
in five persons is breathing away the air. Orchestrated
by the Mayo conductor, "June
26th, 1999" opens like the conclusion it
is. This is the abbreviation to the complete work theorem.
This is "Slight"
and only the minority could find university in this
relevance that's a relatively continuum to the gag effect
that will try to push this complexity off your synapses.
However, they balance
the outside influence out and imprint their tags onto
your iris. Now lightbeams "Exist"
through an Anticon template. As while mayonnaise drums
are keeping us exited, only reading the name Alias in
the production credits can top that excitement. "Purpose"
is another flawless piece that's as rich as still wet
after 20 yours oil paint on linen canvas. For the some
of us, our "Mothers Of Invention"
are a matriarchal perspective for all of us. In the
struggle has all kinds of meanings, like an ant in conspiracy
novels, feeding off the dust on the books. Hit the light
switch and you'll see it run away. But we all know ants
will survive nuclear rain. Waste dropping from the sky,
burning stitching holes through to the skull. And the
ant will remain, fighting their thirst with rain gathered
in a puddle. Being the source for predictable chaotic
Why is sarcasm only
legit on Anticon snippet tapes? Why can't words about
art move beyond artificial and become a step stone on
the way to the expedition? The service to the volley.
The wind to the windmill. The stone starting off the
deep puddle dynamics? At least barely and incompetently?