Music set with Monophonics, Hiatus Coyote, and others

neighborhood love radio my name is johnny scott cramsey what's up loved ones so glad that you have reached me and i've reached you want to hang out come on in this is my place put your feet up want to hear some music tonight i got for you monophonics newish music from the monophonics slack of the beat child hiatus coyote a couple other twists turns surprises whatnot first up i'm gonna play you uh the new master sounds out of leeds england this is something about ability i know slow down is the name of the tune enjoy slow down slow down looks like it's time for me to slow down i've always been so mad about town even though i can't do much hopping around on this goddamn slow slow down slow slow down slow down slow down slow down slow down slow down slow down bl k bl k bl k bl k bl k bl k bl k bl k Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I don't want to let alone what I might have missed. Just don't let go of the truth at all. Don't know why the day goes by before it's finished. Can't deny I've lived this lie and it's through your image. So tell me why the air was fly and I ain't in it. When we deny ourselves this life, it's gone in a minute. Can't deny. When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past When we decide to return to the past, we decide to return to the past Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do Can't deny I've lived this lie And just through your image So tell me why the hours fly And I ain't in it When we deny our sons this lie It's gone in a minute It's gone in a minute It's gone in a minute I've got your picture on my wall Don't slumber on the truth at all I've got your picture on my wall Don't slumber on the truth at all To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law To the law And that, loved ones, is Orgone from sunny Los Angeles. They're playing Saturday, June 20th at the Telegram Ballroom. That tune is called Picture on the Wall from the Beyond the Sun LP, their latest LP. That's out on Shinachi Entertainment Records, featuring the vocals of Miss Adrienne de Leon. Prior to that, we heard Sarah Vince out of Amsterdam. 94 was the name of that tune from the Here to See record out in 2013. Started off the set with the new Master Sounds. Slow Down is the name of that tune featuring Ryan Zoitis from their Therapy record out last year. On One Note Records. That brings us right up to present time. What's up, loved ones? Hey, y'all, this is Neighborhood Love Radio. We are the musical extension of neighborhood-love.com. What's that, Johnny? Well, I'll tell you, it's a website devoted to street culture, music, food, fashion, art, specifically graffiti. Et cetera. Come check out neighborhood-love.com. Don't be shy about checking out the shop button. Click the shop button, and there you will see skateboard decks, T-shirts, stickers, et cetera. Loved ones, I'm not sure if you know this. This is a run. There is no profit to be had from this particular program. I just love playing music for people. And Neighborhood Love founder, Else, he just wanted to start a website, Celebration. It's a kind of street culture that we know, and inviting others to participate. Having said that, if you want to participate, yeah, let us know. If you have articles, little sort of hotspots, photo essays of happenings, things like that, feel free to contribute. And that goes the same for this show in particular, Loved Ones. If you play music, or you got some music you want me to hear, and therefore play for the other loved ones, consider me your conduit. You can always email me at radiosancho at gmail.com. My name is Joni. Thank you. You gonna hang out for a little bit? You wanna hear some more tunes? There's a new record by Hiatus Coyote, and I'm pretty, man, I'm a little bit proud of them. They put out a banger a couple of years ago. I've got some worldwide recognition for one tune in general, but the whole record is really good, but there's one tune that made it splash worldwide, and it made the usual rounds of remixes, and added vocals, stuff like that. So it's always, it seems to be very easy to find, to find the right chord to do with them, to find the right chord to do with them, to find the right chord to do with them, It seems like it would be a little bit scary to put out your sophomore record, you know, after getting some worldwide notoriety. But they rose to the challenge with this latest record called Choose Your Weapon. The tune I'm going to play for you is Molasses. I believe it's the first cut on the record. They're also playing this Saturday the 16th at the Greek with Little Dragon. And that's going to be an event. It's going to be a good show. I'm going to follow that up with Slacker the Beat Child. The tune is Byron's Groove. In parentheses, cut A-Rug. From the Soul Movement Volume 2 record out last year. Slacker the Beat Child. Also getting some notoriety. He's from Toronto. Producer, singer. Fashion plate. I'm going to follow that up with LA's own Adrian Young. I'm going to play for you Lovely Lady from his latest record, Something About April. Out on the Linear Labs label, which I believe is his label. Composer. Music. Adrien Young. I'm going to follow that up with a lute pack from Oxnard. Loop Digger will be the name of the tune you'll hear. Enjoy this. And thank you. prueba sur prueba prueba sur prueba prueba sur prueba I might not get yet, might not get any better. I might not, might not get yet, might not get any better. I might not, might not get yet, might not get any better. I might not, might not get yet, might not get any better. Are you the born hunter, relic with an arm and heart? Color of sulfur, banished to a single art. Porcelain smolder and don't forget your state of the art. Buried deep in the soil, selfless or daft. It could be a compass read, so bound to fall. It could be the opposing opinion. It could be the point of traction, that Oh, it could be the point of letting go. It could be a compass read, so bound to fall. It could be the opposing opinion. It could be the point of traction bound. Oh, it could be the point of letting go. Running with my eyes closed. Blinding the lens with the focus. Running with my eyes closed. Finding all ends in the woodwork. I see cold, cold braille. Mechanical and frail. How do I tessellate her? Built to the rage. Are you the born hunter, relic with an arm and heart? Color of sulfur banished to a single arc. Porcelain smolder and don't forget your state of the art. Buried deep in the soil, selfless or daft. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. Struggling to find her surrogacy. 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Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Adrian Young from L.A. owns a record store, hair salon. He's also a composer and musician. This is Lady Love from Something About April record. Got a doo-wop vibe to it. Enjoy. Yeah, I really want to show you. Yes, I do, baby. Baby, why, why, why do we play these games? I always see you looking, baby, but I don't know your name. Baby, why, why, why won't you take a chance? Oh, you're the one that I so love, honey. And when tender romance, love by your words hits the sky. The romance will fall in your eyes. The beauty will mesmerize. Can't see it unless we try. I want to kiss you, because I never kissed your lips. And I want to love you, because I never felt, never felt like this, baby. Ooh. Hey there, lady. Lady. Lady. Lady. Can I get to know you? Lovely lady, lady, lady, lady, girl. Ooh. Ooh. I really want to show you. I might be dreaming. Oh, but it feels so real. Baby, baby, baby, girl. And I want to love you. And show you exactly. Exactly. Exactly how I feel, baby. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Just gotta, just gotta, just gotta know you, babe. Stop playing these silly games, baby. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, girl. Baby, baby, girl. What's up? One, two, three, four. I got a little bit right here. What's up? What's up? Blaze this for all y'all. By all means, necessary raw. No holds barred, spit and charred. 60 bars of water for who you sleeping on. MC's acting hard, nothing up to catch three balls. Start before you fall in the dark. Pause when I drop dogs. Landing multiples, no charge when beef starts. Mad ends up with a verse to snap your retard. You fall off because no heart. California mind state, I regulate. Rhyme penetrate right through your chest plate. Checkmate fate for your demo tape and yellow tape with one trace. Met the master race throughout the tri-state. On a daily base, they laced with a verse to rock the universe. The skirt blowing up and won't burst. There's lessons to be learned. When I'm on fire, you stay concerned. Because I'm eager to burn vitamins for the chips that they earn. That's my word. Drink, smoke, a pound of herb. Herb, it's word. My way to learn. 805 ways to get served with words. Finally here. Listen, I can get mass selection. Dang. Oh, my god. 1969 Axelrod. That look great. Steve Kuhn. You know, that got some Penderose on it. Oh, shit. I ain't seen that in my ears. Oh, shit. 1968. Good year. Good year. I'm fine. What about that bug out? Nah. Or that cone? Nah. Damn. Or that? I ain't wasting my money. Hey, can you hold my record? I'll be right back. My boy, it's the Swede. Hold it up. Shit. Man, they got mass in that. Man, it's cold as mad out here. True. What? Right there. Yeah. Fuck. Shit. Man. Shit. Two hits and pass. Two hits and pass, man. What the? Step back in this piece, man. I'll be back. Ever since I was young, digging in my pop stack. Sampling off cassettes, 33s, 45s, and 8 tracks. Where wax? A true loop digger's attraction. Always spend a fraction of my check on fat jams. Secondhand stores get rushed like area wars. You could always catch me digging at your local mall. I'm not a regular store. For the world, I'm buying vinyl until my final days. But what way pays? Various ways to connect. Fat loops with mics and check. Turn the SP on, they commence to dissect. True. True. True. Bust a vest and your rest is a fake. Fake. So how many of y'all know about crazy again? Not live. With them beats that be thorough. About to give it to you 24-7. Seven. Put it through the SP. Then stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. And stretch it. That was immediately followed by Adrian Young, Lovely Lady, from the Something About April record out a couple weeks back on the Linear Labs label. The last tune in the set, the one you just heard from Loot Pack, Oxnard. Loop Digger featuring Med. And Loot Pack is Mad Lib, Wildchild, DJ Roams. That's from the EP Loop Digger out last year on the Stones Throw record label. Which brings us right up to present time. Jenny. Board up, Jenny. What's up? Guess where this tune is from. Where? It's a contemporary number. Okay. From a band called Osaka Monorail. So named because they're from Osaka, Japan. Oh. They actually have a singer. Does the whole James Brown bit, the splits. Really? Interesting. Pretty cool. Outfits and all? No, well, they don't look the part. No, they're just dressed in suits and, you know. Look nice. Look nice and funky. Yeah. Be nice to see them come to LA sometime. That's a long trek, man. Yeah. Unless you got somebody paying for it, you know. Osaka Monorail. But dig it. Loved ones, take a picture of this. . Raining. Downtown LA. . Walking down the street. . Dodging pedestrians in puddles. . Circumventing the inevitable. . Folks with their hand out once in a while. You know, downtown. . . . . If you got a picture of that, then you got a picture of me about two hours back just walking through downtown LA, man. I love this city. . Fifth Street. . Hill. . . Grand Avenue. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It's the very first track on the very first album, eponymously titled Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes, LP 1972. So there are millions of people out there, and this is before, you know, previewing music online, iTunes and all that. You know, we're talking about 1972. So there are millions of people where this tune that you're going to hear, I Miss You, is the very first song that they've heard from Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes. I'm going to follow that up with Monophonics, Bay Area band, soon to be Bay Area legends. Yeah, they've been on the show before. And this is from their newest record, Sounds of Sinning. The tune's called Promises, and I hope you dig it. ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ Oh, I miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you. I swear I do. Mm-hmm. Ever since you went away, I ain't been doing nothing but thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking. Put my head in my hand. You've been away from me so long. And I just don't think I can carry on. So I start drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking. Each and every night. Trying to draw all of my loneliness away. And I go on from day to day. All on my hands and knees wishing for your return. And oh. Oh, I miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you. Oh, Lord. I miss you. You can look at my eyes and see. That a great big man like me has been. Crying, crying, crying. Crying my soul and heart out to you. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Crying. Filled with nothing but gloom and I feel Dying, dying, dying, dying, dying Cause ever since the day you left I don't know what to do with myself Oh, I wish for your return For all I have Cause I Oh, I I miss you baby I miss you baby Oh, I Oh, I I miss you baby I swear I do Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I I miss you baby Without you baby There ain't no future Yeah Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I I miss you baby I miss you baby I miss you baby Without you I don't know what to do with myself What to do with myself My time Hm Oh, I Hello Hold on Did I disturb you? Oh, I What am I gonna do without you? I miss you baby I mean to take up too much of your time but Oh, I Just thought I'd get you a ring and see how you was doing Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I How's How's everything? I miss you baby I miss you baby I miss you baby A friend of mine told me he saw you the other day You don't know what I'm talking about Said you were still looking good Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Made me feel kind of good, you know Oh, I I'm all alone and I miss you baby He told me he He told me that you did ask about me Oh, baby Hey, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby I've been really meaning to Oh, baby Trying to get to talk to you before now, but You know how a man's pride is sometimes a time of fear Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby Oh, baby I'm with myself without you, baby. Guess what? It ain't no future, baby. I know this is gonna knock you in, but I even went out and got a gig. Oh, I got you not hip to the hip talk, but plain J-O-B, baby. Eight hours a day, all the overtime I can get. My life, my life is for you. I don't know, I guess it might be too late, but... But without you, I'd die. That's the way I miss you. Yeah, Lord, Lord. Don't do me like this, baby. Yeah, I'm on my knees. I'm begging you, please. Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby. I miss you, baby. Oh, Lord. Yeah, girl. Yeah, girl. Yeah, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. I can't go on without you, baby. What am I gonna do? What can I say? I love you, baby. I love you, baby. Remember how I used to always say how lucky I'd have been? You know, being that guy that... That lottery. I hate it. I hate it. Like the kind of make up for... Like the kind of make up for... Like the things that... Like the things that... seem... Like the things that... seem... Like the things that... seem... Like the things that... seem... I don't want you to think I'm trying to buy back your love or your friendship. But now I feel I got a chance to kind of make things up to you a little bit. Enough about you and me. How's my little son? You ever ask about me? Just a little bit. Does he still like to go down by the supermarket? If I could just... If I could just see you, you can't really say what you mean or what you want over the phone. I swear I miss you. You haven't heard it ten times or more, but I swear I didn't change. I swear I didn't change. I miss you, baby. Hold on. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Yeah Miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you Come back to me baby You know I just wanna die I knew a man Who lied to the world He'd thrown the truth Lived a life with no rules I knew a man He lied to the sun Scared of reality He lied to the sun Scared to have to fall out And he made promises But they were all just lies And he broke promises Bringing tears to their eyes And he made promises That he could never ever keep Breaking his promises Leaving broken hearts to weep I had a friend Who had big dreams I had a friend Who took on the world But soon turned to schemes I had a friend Who he became a strength He drove the world Lived a life high and free And he made promises To keep on going And he made promises To keep on going And he made promises And he made promises But they were all just lies And he broke the promises Bringing tears to their eyes And he made promises That he could never ever keep Breaking his promises Disappointment runs deep And he made promises To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba To break the prueba And he made promises But they were all just lies And he broke promises Bringing tears to their eyes And he made promises That he could never ever keep On breaking his promises And the battle runs deep And he made promises But they were all just lies And he broke promises Bringing tears to their eyes And he made promises That he could never ever keep On breaking his promises And the battle runs deep Monophonics from the Bay Area. Promises is the name of the tune for their very latest LP. Sounds of Sinning. Empire Lad, of course, we heard. Eric Melvin and the Blue Notes. That's gonna do it for us. Neighborhood Love Radio. My name is Johnny Scott Gramercy. It's been my honor and privilege to be your host and selector. Thank you so much. If you're listening to the live show, please stick around for The Dark Mark Show. Always entertaining and a little bit seedy and definitely funny. Thank you, loved ones. Talk to you next week. Bye now. Bye now.