Funk, soul, reggae mix with event announcements

The show. Neighborhood Love Radio. We are the musical extension of neighborhood-love.com. I come to you this Sunday as I do every Sunday, live from Skid Row Studios. Thank you so much, loved ones, for joining me. Loved ones, upon hearing Bob Dylan's Blown in the Wind, in 1963, Sam Cooke was greatly moved by such a poignant song about racism in America. I decided to write a song about the Civil Rights Movement at the time. The tune is called A Change Is Gonna Come by Mr. Sam Cooke. The song was released one year after his death. I was born by the river In a little tent Oh, and just like that Like the river I've been running Ever since It's been a long A long time coming But I know A change gonna come Oh, yes, it will It's been too hard living But I'm afraid to die Cause I don't know what's up there Beyond the sky It's been a long A long time coming But I know A change gonna come Oh, yes, it will I go to the movies And I go downtown Somebody keep telling me Don't hang around It's been a long A long time coming But I know A change gonna come Oh, yes, it will Oh, yes, it will Oh, yes, it will Then I go to my brother And I say, brother, help me please But he winds up Knocking me Back down on my knees And I say, brother, help me please Back down on my knees Back down on my knees Back down on my knees Back down on my knees Back down on my knees Oh, there been times That I thought I couldn't last for long But now I think I'm able To carry on It's been a long A long time coming But I know A change gonna come Oh, yes, it will A change gonna come sad only mother nature knows no stories unwise we fall in love each morning when you open your new eyes keep smiling just like an angel tiny fingertips touching your mind only mother nature knows no stories unwise we fall in love the first time that we've heard you suffering cry open your eyes to the morning won't you open your eyes to the morning of new life open your eyes to the morning of new life open your eyes to the morning of new life open your eyes to the morning of new life Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning of your life. So, be used today, the morning of your life. Tender is the way the sun sets the weather light. Only mother nature knows, knows to be someone. You fall in love each morning when you open your eyes. Open your new eyes. Smiling just like an angel. Tons of fingertips touching mine. Only mother nature knows, knows to be someone. You fall in love each morning when you open your eyes. Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning of your life. Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning of your life. Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning of your life. Open your eyes to the morning, won't you? Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life Open your eyes to the morning of your life your soul deep in your soul you fell deep in your soul you fell deep in your soul deep in your soul you fell deep in your soul deep in your soul you fell deep in your soul you fell deep in your soul in deep was the name of the tune by uh smoovin' terrell a little northern funk with a kick drum play and hand clap it's off of their album uh eccentric audio out 2011 on the jalapeno records label before that we heard for a hero with morning child london duo normally uh normally entrenched in more of a drum and bass sound but uh it's sort of a stylistically break breakout record for them the record's called play with changes on raw canvas records 2007 that record came out time flies started off the set with the change is gonna come by the great sam cook very moving and uh heavy tune for me anyway considering what was going on uh in the day and what still goes on for a lot of people you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you can she she she she Some of the good stuff in life, you know. How about I start you off the next set with Trouble Man, a cover by Martha High from the Soul Overdue record, a solid release from the UK's Freestyle Records label. Check out their website. You get this both in vinyl and digital. WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH I'm taking trouble, moving down the line. I come apart, but that's okay, cause trouble, man, don't get in my way. I come apart. I'm for real. I'm gonna keep moving, going to town. I come apart. I'm getting down. There's only three things for sure. Taxes, debts, and trouble. Yeah. This I know, baby. This I know. This I know. This I know. I won't let it swept me, baby. This I know. Got me singing, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, oh, baby. I come apart. I had to fight. Took care of business with all my might. I come apart. I had to win. Then start over and meet again. I come apart. But that's okay. Cause trouble, man, don't get in my way. I know some faces and I see some faces. I got good connections taking my place. And that's okay. That's okay. They don't bother me. They don't bother me. I'm ready to make it. Don't care what the weather don't have. And the trouble don't lie so together. I know the time and potential is all around me. I come apart. I did for real. A trouble mine. I keep moving. I keep moving. Going to town. I come apart. Getting down. There's only three things for sure. Taxes, debts, and trouble. Yeah. This I know, baby. This I know, baby. I ain't gonna let it slip, yeah. Oh, baby. Trouble, trouble mine. Trouble. Trouble, man. Trouble. Trouble, man. I ain't gonna let it slip me, baby. A trouble mine. A troubled man. A troubled man. A troubled man. A troubled man. A troubled man. A troubled man. I had to fight You keep on running Looking for something But never find it You are misguided I have decided To give you guidance Come take the high road Baby, let's try Slow down, baby, slow down Baby, slow down Hold on to your heart Take your time We're moving too fast Let's get connected Something expected But not too hectic A new perspective Come take the high road Drive with me Top down is breezy Follow me In one, two, three Slow down, baby, slow down Baby, slow down Baby, slow down Hold on to your heart Take your time We're moving too fast guitar solo La-ba-dee-da-da-ba-dee-da-da-ba-dee-da-da-ba-da La-ba-dee-da-da-ba-dee-da-da-ba-dee-da-da-ba-da La-ba-dee-da-da-ba-dee-da-da-ba-dee-da-da-ba-da-da La-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-de La-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-ba-dee-da-de-da-de-da-de-da music music music music music Hold on to your heart Take your time We're moving fast The band is called Lady. A little bit hard to search, so you should probably try searching Lady the band off the Truth and Soul label. Next up, Edan, Sagittarius Rap. Let's go. Sex is the reason that we all exist See the stars made love in primordial mist Way before the abyss Generated genesis The endless kiss When the gods put they lips on the galaxy Stimulating universal energy Magically, sexually, life will spread rapidly Vesectomy to decimate the legacy is futile Whenever I write, I give life to a new child The music sound new wow I'm fit to have sex with rap And probably procreate a new style Sperm of the zoid devoted to Searching the biological ocean for control of the old one Thundering at omega Flow goes extra Mileage, cause everything is sex and violence Jephah's occlusion and refuge and choosing The best loops avoided Lex, Koops, and Toyson Texting tools that infect the school systems Paint new rhythms like Picasso using Ubism New prisms for your eyesight to explore My life's with Adam and Eve and the sex floor Connect your rhymes with mine like in the Mipa We can either follow the leader, follow procedures Either eat her before you secrete a seed in between her Or leave her screaming, fainting, Or need ya to please her deeper So many ways to sex it With amazing methods, I never paid to get it I was made to wreck it, I ain't afraid to bless it Cause I slay protected, on stage I'm naked The way I was created Had a show capacity was 240 Did it to the crowd, it was a new sort of orgy The Muppet Brothers before me approached it kinda corny So when I grabbed for shorty, oh she wasn't even warm for me That made me more horny, I like a challenge so Started to alter the definition of a talent show I knocked it off like a gallon pro Hit it and switched positions, I'm a talent show Loving this mic, got a rich tradition Yeah, the baddest of the best was affectionate Romance and bodily kisses before sexing it Slow dancing, pay for the meal, just like a gentleman Treat her like a lady, hold the door before you let her in Mental medicine, penicillin or whatever, villain Infecting a mic with metaphysics with syphilis in it Cynical critics scripted as if I ain't fucking it right But all they do is masturbate, they never was touching the mic Busting a slob, man, that ain't my style Get permission before sticking it, stay a while When you hit it, it was rape Plus you spit in her face, talking shit in her place Like you's addicted to bass When upliftment and patience is passe The rap make you sing like a us pay That sticks like an ashtray On this microphone, best to watch what that ass say So everybody don't catch AIDS in the last days Be careful with this shit They say that every generation Thinks they've been free from the will But it's all just a fucking game Always getting AR Artwork They just auditioned up there You know what I mean? That's all it is, really Yeah Just to join, I'ma perform We do it better than the norm What you want, let me know I give you good price for the low All my shit is gonna sound like me till infinity If you aren't into it, it's cool Quit listening, I'm through auditioning See, everybody wants me I don't like you, it isn't spiteful I'm visiting a couple beats, I've put in ICU Once wrote a rhyme in a high seat Who think I make it to the point that I would write these jewels? Niggas is hype, but I don't like these fools Channeling my inner Ricky as I plan another dinner Hit me if you wanna break bread I don't do it for the love of grub Trying to hit an infinity pool and rub a dub Still eating up while my feet is up Fresh fleas are cut and my sneaker's tough So if you cheap, you can keep your bucks But what I'm supposed to do with all these CDs, cuh? Don't give me your swing, I got mine There's no swag rappers in my top five Whippin' in the Yaris on my way to Target Happier than a morph, but it's about time It's funny how things have changed Yet everything stayed the same Not a damn thing, not a damn thing Not a damn thing, switch up It's funny how things have changed Yet everything stayed the same Not a damn thing, not a damn thing Not a damn thing, switch up Feeding the family without pleading insanity Rap went from Daddy Kane to Danity Tragic for the youth You probably think I want you all rapping over loops Not at all What you think of me is absent of the truth Addicted to touring Even if my fans got the shits from the torrents Please keep bringing us around for performing Bittersweet, I'm only in your town till the morning Oh God, thanks for all this They say you aren't real, what do you call this? They used to treat rap like porn flicks Now the hood on the Forbes list Still working while working through some hurt shit Nobody could ever tell us we ain't earned this That's all I'm concerned with Cuz if you didn't learn the hard way, you didn't really learn, kid It's funny how things have changed Yet everything stayed the same Not a damn thing, not a damn thing Not a damn thing, switch up It's funny how things have changed Yet everything stayed the same Not a damn thing, not a damn thing Not a damn thing, switch up Just to join them up for form We do it better than the norm, what you want? Let me know I give you good price for the low How low? For the low? That low? For the low? How low? Mad low? How low? For the low? Let me know Hella low? How low? For the low? Let me know A-they ain't low How low? Mad low yo Let me know For the low? How low? A-they ain't low How low? For the low? Let me know Mad low? How low? For the low? How low? Mad low yo How low? For the low? Super low Mad low son How low? Mad low son MC Von P Nayeon, DJ, producer, Nayeon. Things have changed from the Duly Noted record out a little bit earlier this year. Some EP out on Hipnot Records. Prior to that, we heard Eden. Sagittarius rap from a pretty cool compilation put out by Now It Again Records. The comp is called Now Again. Now It Again. Sounds, volume one. Boston rapper, Eden, a.k.a. the humble, magnificent. Before that, we heard Lady. That was mentioned, she's a little bit hard, the band's a little bit hard to search because of the name Lady. So if you search Lady the band, you'll find it. They just finished a couple day run at the Mint. They are out on Truth and Slavery. They're out on Soul Records. The set started off with Washington, D.C.'s songstress. Martha Hive, Trouble Man. That was Marvin Gaye. Covered. She's a former background singer for James Brown for many, many years. The founding member of The Jewels. A music combination of music music. loved ones you like the sounds behind me right now that's uh that's monophonics they've been on the show before they're in europe right now backing up ben leon clay soul we'll be out there for the next few weeks i bet you they're having a blast a couple events coming up uh shindig with the delirians jq and the review and the steady 45s and a couple other bands shindig is uh it's the first installment of shindig it's coming your way on november 23rd which is a saturday the delirians returning to the grand star jazz club if you had missed their spectacular performance here in august now is your chance to catch you them up and close and personal also introducing the soulful sounds of a fantastic house band jq and the review classic reggae vibes from 2000 tons of tmt which is another band and of course the steady 45s bringing you ska and rock steady don't miss this show selectors that night will be mia and lady busty brown that is at the grand star jazz club which is at 943 north broadway los angeles this is a 21 and over event 12 bucks at the door starting at nine for more information you could do the little old facebook search there for shindig s-h-i-n-d-i-g exclamation point again saturday november 23rd at the grand star jazz club so if you want some kind of mellow to do the very next day because you're uh maybe slightly hung over from the shindig shindig uh the downtown flea market downtown flea markets going down at 246 south spring street word on the street is they got a vip section a vip section at this flea market so uh you know of course it's a downtown arty event like i want to go and see who's cruising around with a wristband a flea market vip but that's uh sunday november 24th starts at 10 a.m and that's at 246 south spring street los angeles california usa earth hey loved ones you know you can always email me if you got any questions comments concerns queries hey you got some tunes are you a musician do you uh do you think i need to hear something do you want to you want me to play for the people please consider it consider me excuse me please consider me a conduit and let me know you can email me at radio sancho at gmail.com radio sancho gmail.com i try my best to uh speak about the tunes that i'm playing but of course you can always check up on the playlists and old shows at neighborhood-love.com i believe this is a number 31 that we're doing right now so i mean all the prior shows are theirs so uh so if you want to listen to some good funk soul reggae for the day and a half go ahead and check out that website check out all the archives so coming up i'm gonna start you off with smooth beans they're uh they're cover of bank robber by the clash and that's off the clash goes jamaican record which is now available on itunes for am for um for digital download and download and download and download and download and download and download on itunes and amazon you can also go to a currently at the courtesy of the record label golden singles bank robber smooth beans neighborhood love enjoy my daddy was and some is and that's the way the world is i don't believe in lying back and say how bad your life is so break your back break your back and don't forget to daddy was but you never heard nobody he just loved to leave that way and he loved to take your money the old man that spoke up in a bar said i've never been in prison a lifeline serving one machine is ten times worse than prison imagine if all the boys in jail forget about together what do you think they want to say to us why we were being clever something you need your rocking chair just lies where we're spinning there's no one to want to comb your hair when it's grey and thinning my daddy was a bad brother my daddy was a bad brother my daddy was a bad brother my daddy was getting beat up He just loved to live that way He loved to steal your money He loved to steal your money He loved to steal your money Till my soul fades by I've got to try, try, try I've got to try, try, try Till my breath's so strong I'll be pushing on so strong Oh, so strong On judgment day I won't fade away I'll be pushing on Pushing on Till my day gets dead I won't give it away I'll be pushing on Pushing on Till the river's flat dry I've got to try, try, try I'll be pushing on Pushing on Pushing on When my soul's wet through I won't be feeling blue I'll be pushing on Pushing on Yeah! she WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH WH Hey, man, what's happening? Come on in. Come on in. Let's party. Hook up your bass, man. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. Are you... Are you Percussion Group? Stands for Harlem Youth. Percussion Group, and it's an extension of the Harlem Youth Opportunities Unlimited Group. That is a 1967 tune. Harlem Youth Opportunities came out of... Sort of a move. This is all post-1964 Harlem riots. And there's a lot of bullshit going on, like I was talking about at the beginning of the show. In that particular part of the country and elsewhere. So they come up with this band, the Har-U Percussion Group, just sort of a unifying, all-inclusive kind of musical project. That's the music. that's out on True Thoughts Records, the best of Quantic from 2011. And before that, we heard Bank Robber by Smooth Beans for The Clash Goes Jamaican. Complete LP of reggae covers of Clash songs. You can find that on the Golden Singles Records. www.thegoldensinglesrecords.bandcamp.com or, of course, like I mentioned, on iTunes. And Amazon. Love, loved ones, right behind me here, Odyssey. How about a little bit of real lyrics? The most realist lyrics from Jill Scott. Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. Hello. me all night, all morning, so our stomachs were growling hungrily. So I jumped up and rushed to the store in hopes of coming back and getting a little more this morning's good extra loving. At the market, the people were pushing and shoving, trying to be the next in line. The term was mine. The new girl at the counter was cute, not as fine as me. Was this some kind of women's intuition, some kind of insecurity? Nah, because my man is happy at home loving me exclusively. So I shook my head. What's up? Hello. She smiled. She hung me up. Orange juice, $3.29. Croissants, $4.85. She sniffed. Butter, $0.89. She sniffed. Strawberry. A dollar fifty a pint. She sniffed and sniffed and sniffed and sniffed again and then replied, Rahim, right? Right. Tonight, we're taking a flight. And the stars are on our side. Tonight, we'll take you to the sky. And the stars are all we got. Tonight, we're taking a flight. And the stars are all we got. Tonight, we're taking a flight. And the stars are all we got. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. So hold me tight. On our side They're on our side So help me die So help me die So help me die I'm going to let this play out to the end of the show. Thank you so much again for joining me. So help me die We do this every Sunday at 9 o'clock Pacific Time. For past shows, please check neighborhood-love.com. My name is Johnny Scott Gramercy. It's been my pleasure to be your selector and host this evening. And I will see you next week. Thank you.