Peace Out Google

While I never received any DMCA notices due to this blog being pretty off the radar, I imagine they would come soon. I lean more towards the side of anti-copyright and don't feel like getting into any legal issues with huge corporations whatsoever. While I don't think all blogs follow this pattern, (and we have all stolen plenty of music from the ones that upload full albums, discographies, ect) my intentions have always been to spread music and discuss it with like-minded heads and to link up, trade, and take over the world. Most of what I've posted is out of print, hard to find, or from the artists/labels. There are plenty of others who have the same intentions and this is the healthiest thing that could happen to music in the age of the internet. Unfortunately Google doesn't realize this, and it's time to move on. I thank all of my readers and listeners, and hope that you will still continue to follow this blog at another location.

Please update your links, RSS feeds, and bookmarks to the new location http://davequam.wordpress.com/

Still working on making it look better, although this site was never pretty. All posts and mp3s have been moved over to Wordpress and I hope to get all of my links moved over and functioning by the end of the weekend. Sorry for the inconvenience, but expect big things in the very new future!

-DAVE QUAM

Bubbling Cause Trouble

Cola Y Su Grupo Di Tambu - Mi Moreno (from Musica Crioyo di Corsow)

The first Afro-Curacaoan song and dance is of as much importance to bubbling's creation as turntables and raggamuffin. DJs such as Moortje cite tambu as the backbone of the rhythm, though it differs from reggaeton's Dem Bow. The music can be both secular or religious, and went on to become a huge part of the island's culture after the abolition of Dutch slavery. Much like the fuss going on in the Netherlands in the 90s, its sound was influenced by other Caribbean music and there are actually other forms of tambu elsewhere in places where "Marooned" communities existed (or still exist). I have documents from Jamaica, Trinidad, and the other ABC Islands that prove this, but your are most likely to still hear tambu to this day at celebrations in Willemstad. I didn't immediately hear the connection between the two, but upon matching the tempos you can clearly tell how embedded it is. Unfortunately the recording industry isn't really pressed to document this stuff, and there isn't even much in the grant money pimpin' libraries of Smithsonian Folkways, Ocora ect. Luckily there are some nice record collectors out there that like to share their finds with us, one of which was nice enough to rip these amazing Cola y Su Grupo tracks. There is actually a fair amount of videos on Youtube as well.

A very in depth article on tambu can be found here, with all the information you might ever need.

In This Bitch

De Schuurman ft Jandro - Nu Ga je Danse

Trance bubbling in under three minutes from one of my favorite underage DJs in the Netherlands. I'm gonna go ahead and side with this stuff over most "Dutch house". What can I say, I love these drums, and this is still as ravey as Moombah but way scarier.

320 for all you DJ dorks too.

Father of Footwork

RP Boo - The Isleys

RP Boo was basically the godfather of footwork as a genre of music, taking juke from a 4-on-the-floor house pattern to the bent bass that not only changed the sound forever, but I'm sure changed dancing as well. One of his pivotal moments was when he butchered the pitch of a now deceased Wu Tang member's voice into an even more staggering utterance on Baby Come On and invented what most people think is a Nateism. Truth is Nate was in like kindergarten at the time and due to pre-Youtube era most people outside of Chicago don't know much, if anything about RP. He was also part of House - O - Matics along with several other DJs back in the mid 90s, one of the OG footwork crews. Never really receiving the credit he is due, it is essential that he be included on this blog.

Battle Groundz

I'm psyched to see that these videos are making their rounds on the interwebs. Battle Groundz is a great community of footworkers, DJs, and friends that do the damn thing regardless of struggle for a permanent space. Some of the best dancers in the city can be found "there", media coverage or not, and the spirit of competition meshing with kids just hanging out defines what goes on. Luckily my homie Neema tapes these on the regular, and has thrown a bunch of mind blowing videos up on youtube which you can see here. If you think this culture is dead in Chicago it's most likely because your showing up at Smart Bar expecting NOT to hear the same mixes people make for the internet. You can chalk some of that that up to the extraordinary segregation that on takes place in this city, but your still kind of lazy.

Special Dance

Young Ace ft Lon Don - Juke N Pimp 2005

There's a certain single that's popular with the Kid Cudi crowd right now that may or may not have taken a few hints from this popular street single from five years ago. Maybe the group I'm talking about never even heard this, but as hard as they rep Chicago it would be questionable if they hadn't. Make judgments of authenticity on your own time, but simply put I would much rather listen to this on any given day. I'm not really a purist but the process of making juke "accessible" hasn't really worked out so well to these ears. Baltimore club's range of popularity makes sense because of its tempo, but why is it that whenever somebody tries to make an "internet hit" out of this stuff it results in something that sounds completely sucked dry of the energy that permeates the local phenomenon? Can we at least get a Watagatapitusberry? I sense the force in plenty of European records, but a few miles from it's birthplace it completely misses the point. The genre is by no means dead locally or elsewhere (rather the opposite), but a lot of the wrong people are at the forefront of it's success, and seem interchangeable with any other localized "ghetto genre". If it were D.C. you likely hear them talking about go go and so on. I guess kids just can't seem to shake backpack rap for whatever reason.

Trying hard not to call anybody out...just saying.

Before There Were Whores

Farley Jackmaster Funk - Jack The Dick (S.M.M.F.D.) (from Jack The Bass 12" 1985)

There are definitely records on Trax that I would rather listen to, but for historical purposes here is the first ghetto house track ever. Well sort of, the first house track I know of that curses at least, predating Whores in This House and such by almost 10 years. While a lot of DJs cite early records like this as an inspiration to express naughty language, guys aren't so excited about being able to say "bitch" on tracks anymore. One individual even mentioned subconsciously stopping this practice to some degree. I think that's enough proof that it's not just "mindless club music" as I've seen it referred to, and the strong experimental nature involved is a lot more risky in the booth than bedroom genres often labeled "conscious".

Juke This

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Shanty Tech Ceremonies

Samo Sound Boy - The Bandit (from The Bandit EP 2010)

Begging for a late pass on this monster, and what the fuck is in the water out in L.A. these days? Or rather, what the fuck are they blowing on out there? I think the California supply got tainted by an error in the space program because the smoke clouds are ultraviolet. This brings together the three elements of successful music to me. Weird, banging, and beautiful and it can't make up it's own damn mind. Like a shortwave recording of all the best stations at once. The Bandit EP brings precision splicing on the world heat club DNA: gold teeth picking up the signal on some vacant, glassed-in mesa, sound systems spilling drinks, gargling sirens, tentacle couture. I fully agree.

Se Me Mimi Meme

Flexman - Dill Dill Dill

Limb By Limb is one of the staple dancehall tracks of early bubbling along with anything on the Bam Bam, Murder She Wrote, or Fever Pitch riddims. It's shown up on like every 90s mixtape I've heard and the words Dill Dill Dill are littered throughout battle tracks. It chops up so nicely, almost tailor-made for the genre. I guess Cutty came through to a DJ Moortje show in Rotterdam back in the day only to get mad at the DJ for playing his song too fast. Pitching things up can be risky territory so it's understandable, but this is still a classic. If your not an audiophile this is a good transition from dancehall chunes to getting the dance floor weird, but unfortunately for those of you who are I only have this at a lower bit rate. Since it's such a straight forward remix it really wouldn't be too complicated to make your own version anyways.

Proto-House Vol 1

Frankie Knuckles - Live @ The Warehouse 1977

I don't really see the point in posting much old house or disco since you can find that elsewhere, but I'm a huge Chicago history buff. I also love hearing early DJ sets, and this one sits between the time when the dancefloor had to wait between songs and variable pitch control. This gives a good idea of what went down at the Warehouse during the house music boiling pot era, and if you feel like your still missing out put a bunch of streamers up in your apartment and snort some blow. The club was located at 206 S Jefferson St, which was considered the South Side in 1977. Now occupied by office space in Oprah's West Loop, reminding me of a lot of other inner city boundary lines being pushed outward much like Harlem and elsewhere.

La Nouvelle Danse

Dakar Gucci - Instru Logobi Zinzin 2009

In light of Spoek showing us that African kids in France have the craziest hair, here's some Logobi that sounds like an amusement park ride.

And rest in peace Guru.

5:00 AM Music

Margot Hotus Salinas - E Tu'u Maheke te Ariki Nui (from Akave Heke: Holy Music from the Easter Island 1999)

I have this stupid obsession of collecting music from small islands with sparse populations that might be the case of lame exoticism or obscurity fetishism that I just can't help. Being a poorly traveled city person I think it's hard not to be interested in these places, and there are incredibly beautiful things going on in these parts of the world. Which is why I was psyched to find something from a place that's mysterious on its own. I put this one on for the first time while pulling all-nighter after my ears were shot from too much bass, generally the perfect time for something like this. Music from far off Archipelagos tends to be the perfect to watch the sun come out. The best moment to be absolutely floored by music.

I hear that modern music there is a hybrid of folk from the island and sounds from Chile. If anybody has some of that, holler at me.

Cyberiname

Sabakoe - So so da gwe (from Internet 2002)

Not really getting the concept of this kaseko band calling their album Internet. Generally I'm a lot more drawn towards other forms of music from Suriname, and tend to skip most heavy-jazz influenced genres out there but these guys are great. All of their album covers are as weird as this one too. It's not a bubbling club remix, but it sure is a nice warm weather tune.

Footwork Flicks

I took some shots of the Sunday night Battlegroundz crew that you can check out on my flickr "Footwork" set. It translates pretty poorly to photos, but I tried. Not having a good flash doesn't make it much easier either. Keep checking it for more attempts in the future.

Suriname In Ebony

Buku, a huge archive of books, articles, photographs, and paintings that relate to the history of Suriname has made it impossible for me to get anything done lately. The above is a 1967 issue of Ebony about the racial diversity of the country that remains even after half the population moved to the Netherlands soon after 1975.

"Why come here for a story?" queried the sixth 'Black Dutchman' I met.
"Isn't Suriname a multiracial country?" I asked. Don't all of the people live together in harmony?" "Yes."

"Wouldn't you call that unique in a world torn by racial strife?"
"Perhaps so," mused the man who takes his way of life for granted.
Forty-five of the next 50 people I interviewed agreed that they live in a peaceful coexistence under a flag made up of five stars representing the five races of mankind; that in Suriname, East meets West and the twain is an elliptical orbit on the flag joining the stars together. The dissenting five are not so sure. With the coming election, Surinam's racial paradise is threatened by a power struggle between the two dominant groups: the Creoles, mixed blood (no matter how dark) descendants of African slaves who head that bauxite-rich nation, and Hindustanis, the east Indian descendants of contract laborers who have passed the Creoles economically, are catching up with them educationally and overtaking them numerically.

Read the full article here.

(Found via Afro-Europe)

...And Jump

DJ Daycard - Hole Up And Jump

Lift Up Yuh Leg And Trample on the Mars Antilles.

Wooo

DJ Pat Man - Wooo

Strangely enough, I have about 5 footwork tracks with the same title, all of which use a different sample but sound almost the same. Similarly looking into phonetics like the broad range of there's some ____ in this house, if you see em point em out, or When/my ____ , I______, __ ___ ___ and get excited, and other patterns in the ghetto house spectrum. Except with naivety of composition that results in the playful nature some of us tend to lean towards. If you liked the Killa E track I posted before, this is lush like the kind of sounds that get shoegazer bands wet.

Turn Up The Bass (pt 2)

Silvio Ecomo & DJ Chuckie - Moobah (Afrojack remix) (Starfoxxx juke remix 2010)

A remix of a remix of that Dutch house track that's been getting a lot of attention lately, this time around by Chicago's own Starfoxxx. The degrees of separation between music are disappearing faster than I ever thought imaginable. I joked about dreams of kids in Suriname making juke a few months back, but that Anti-G track I posted made that one pretty much come true. And on the opposite end we have this. The only thing is that club promoters and drunk dance patrons basically gave up here, so don't expect it to be played locally. However it's already been spun by France's Booty Call Crew, so kudos to all you out in Europe once again.

Jitterbugs

The roots of footwork go back to the early 1900s in Detroit and Chicago, but obviously you can go on forever connecting the dots back the beginning of time. However, it's probably more interesting to take it one step at a time because while I like to believe music is all caveman grunts in the end, that label cloud on the right makes it hard to back up my theory. We are lucky to have some video proof of the existence of older dance crews available to us, this particular individual being Freaky Will who was important to the new wave of footwork dating back to the late 80s jit scene that rode the ghettotech wave.

For a deeper reading into Detroit history, go here.