This life is fine The world is mine Though I can’t stop The hands of time The birds all sing And flowers bloom The sun still shines And chases gloom And I can view The sparkling sea And all the stars Just dance with me The clouds, they hide And I must seek The creatures small At me, they peek The grass is cool Beneath my feet The water dew Now wets my cheek I have true friends A family And hope of an Eternity A place where I Will not fear death Where all is sweet Upon my breath Where tears will cease to touch my face And I am blessed By Heaven’s Grace My life is fine The world is mine This is my time To truly shine Eileen Manassian
Not quite a parady here, commical song, crossing into dangerous territory. Ray managed to do this for most of his life.
Loving these quieter moments with Jill Scott. New Album, something short and sweet, dig it!
I´d never seen this till now. Berry Gordy, he de man.
A most long and sad day. It was a day of work, but not of great progress. The energy in the world was off, I could feel it.
It´s almost 3am, and I started this morning at 7.45, that is what you call a full day at it, At least, I didnt sit in traffic. Ending now the night, with possibly the best kind of music for a day like this one. The great man Erskine Hawkins, after digging about I manged to get some info on him!!!
1989 InducteeLifework Award for Performing Achievement
Hawkins was born in Birmingham in 1914, the son of a U.S. soldier who lost his life in military action during the first world war. The young musician began playing drums at the age of 7, moved on to the trombone, then decided at the age of 13 to channel his musical energies into playing trumpet.
While attending the State Teachers College in Montgomery, Hawkins became leader of a band called the Bama State Collegians. The group traveled to New York City during the depression and generated funds used to help keep the institution afloat during its hard times. The band drew a strong public following, especially at the posh Savoy Ballroom.
During the 40s and 50s, Hawkins helped discover several first-rate jazz musicians who drifted in and out of his band, including Paul and Wilbur Bascomb, Sammy Lowe, Haywood Henry and Avery Parrish. He also became on of the principal influences on a young rhythm and blues piano player named Ray Charles.
Hawkins was born in Birmingham in 1914, the son of a U.S. soldier who lost his life in military action during the first world war. A talented high-note trumpeter and a popular bandleader, Erskine Hawkins was nicknamed "The 20th Century Gabriel." He learned drums and trombone before switching to trumpet when he was 13. While attending the Alabama State Teachers College, he became the leader of the college band, the 'Bama Street Collegians. They went to New York in 1934, became the Erskine Hawkins Orchestra, started making records in 1936 and by 1938 were quite successful. With Hawkins and Dud Bascomb sharing the trumpet solos, Paul Bascomb or Julian Dash heard on tenors, Haywood Henry on baritone and pianist Avery Parrish, this was a solidly swinging band that delighted dancers and jazz fans alike. Hawkins had three major hits ("Tuxedo Junction," "After Hours" and "Tippin' In") and was able to keep the big band together all the way until 1953; some of their later sessions were more R&B-oriented yet never without jazz interest. Hawkins led a smaller unit during his last few decades (the survivors of the big band had a recorded reunion in 1971) and the trumpeter kept on working into the 1980s. -- Scott Yanow
Chart Songs as a Songwriter
|Song Title||Recording Artist||Chart*||Year|
|Tuxedo Junction||Glenn Miller Band||1||1940|
|Tuxedo Junction||Erskine Hawkins Orchestra||7||1940|
|Tuxedo Junction||Jan Savitt||15||1940|
|Gabriel's Heater||Erskine Hawkins||28||1948|
My man Froh Sounz from Madrid, has put this cut up video online, the video gives you a sneak preview into his collection. You can find the man as DJ in El Perro Club Madrid from time to time. It´s the place to be, and has been for almost 10 years now. If you pass Madrid, you must hit the dog.
It´s the last day of Christmas. Loss after loss, so many of the huge starts are leaving us, and now arrived in other cosmic places.
David Bowie the White Duke now resting, ashes to ashes.
Many and much of all he did, has had and will remain to have - a profund impact for many years to come.
A man with an incredible ability to go beyond, and keep pushing through generations, breaking, exploring and defying with a brilliant flamboyant British deterimation, and endless vision. David was always progresive, his own man, who even at the age of 69 remaind himself, faithful to music.
Doing it as he wanted until the end, a great loss, more than a Hollywood star, we are thankful, to have witnessed our British megastar RIP.
Changing the Tune, this song must be played at my funeral.
Do this for me, and if you can, hand out the lyrics, and ask all involved to sing itwith all their heart.
I have been a puppet, a pirate a pauper......I´ve been up and over out, and I know one thing, each time I find myself flat on my face, I PICK myself up, and get back in the race.
Oferton, reminds me of Oferton!!!!
Lot´s of fun in this track, playing with the mix, and the sound that fills space. Light spring in your toes bass line, that skips along happy go lucky.
Reminds me of so many things. A lot of Manchester Skam, Autechre and Bola in this for me. Great inspired work, certainly a good track to drive too.
Simple tune, with a classic 808 Roland work out, bass, and come to bed vocal.
Get on it!
Get on it!
Today I have been trying to share some classic Techno music with an up and coming DJ in Madrid. It is quite amazing how, so so many people are making a living from playing music with such poor culture and knowledge. I am not saying that the boy Diego who I am trying to help is at fault, he is not to blame, but looking at the DJ´s who Diego rates, and where he is setting his benchmark, it´s so low. Very poor indeed, what is going on? Did Techno keep moving and move everyone on and out to a place that is whitewashed by commerciality? I hope not.
This is not the right version of this track, the version we have is proper. This edit is the commercial version, but my mate Steve the Dr. just reminded me of it. Right now sat in Madrid, I cannot say how grim it is, but I can assume the weather is cold and the ambient vibe is as ever grim.
Lot´s of Zombies on the streets tonight. This one is for them. A bad track, that Leo Anibaldi might not approve of, but still it´s an imaginative piece.
A quiet late night, listening in, and thinking about the last year.
Exciting times for the Modular. Amazing how things have moved on and how they just keep moving. Great to see the endless possibilities and rules being brokes with creation of electronic music.
My inspirational DJ friend and creative Scott Hallam just left this comment on his Facebook Page.
This is such an incredible record - lovingly created by Christopher Long using elements from Phuture - We Are Phuture & Slam, Art of Noise - Love - it really is a masterpiece and in my all time top 3 records.
I first heard this on the 808 State show and was straight down to Eastern Bloc the next day to get it.
1990 was a great year for discovering loads of great clubs, music and I nominate one of my record buying partners in crime from that era Carpdiem Andy Macgregor.
Indeed I was and still am a vinyl junkie, listening to this song till I go to the grave, and when I am 6ft under. Listen to this in honor of potential, creatividad, and endless possibilty.
This record I confirm helped drive and motivate Scott Hallam, James Leyland Kirby and myself to push the creative enevelope.
So ahead of our time, as was this record.
Music shapes the future, and this Phuture is not and never will be over.