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I recently discovered an amazing track. It’s the official anthem of a beautiful group of people. For a while I thought it was their little secret but since they are very giving, they’ll probably be happy that I’m going to upload it here.
The only thing we knew was that it was a guy called Cheb Abid (Obeid?) / الشاب عبيد
Anyway, so I got a copy and started playing it in my DJ sets. It felt like that moment in High Fidelity when Jack Black decides to sell a few copies of the Beta Band’s Dry The Rain and clients in the record store start tapping their feet to the music and asking what it is.
People go crazy when I play it (no, it’s not a club banger) and ask me who/what it is. Plus it’s not only a catchy song, it’s a heartbreakingly beautiful one.
Everybody’s been asking me to give it to them. They never have a USB flash drive and they’ve been trying desperately to find it online. So I’ve decided to post it here it is in all it’s glory!

And here’s my take on the lyrics (I’m sure there are some mistakes, so if you have corrections, please send them)


تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي
بندهلك مرة و ثنين
ليه عصوتي ما تردي؟
بندهلك مرة و ثنين
ليه عصوتي ما تردي؟
تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي
تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي
حني عليلة و بنظرة
مري علي و تعدي
كل مرة تترك حسرة
و دموعي تنزل عخدي
كل مرة تترك حسرة
و دموعي تنزل عخدي
تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي
تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي
هاملني و قلبي شريك
تاركني النار و غلبي
يلومونه ليه ما عاديك
و عهجرانك و قلبي
يلومونه ليه ما عاديك
و عهجرانك و قلبي
تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي
تغمزلي و بجفن العين
خط رموشها، وقف قلبي


I did some intensive googling and managed to find another track by the guy as well as an article on him from 2007! He’s Palestinian but was called Il Cheb because of “his music’s North African flavor”



Let’s stay in that mood. Here’s A Vava Inouva, Idir‘s most famous song, which translates roughly as Oh Father Inouva. I’m trying to remember in which Duraid Lahham film it was used.


http://youtu.be/Eb6rPLb8NVI


Well I’ll just throw in two more songs into the mix. Willis Earl Beal‘s Monotony from his forthcoming album Acousmatic Sorcery. Just a man and his guitar (and his voice).



And we’ll wrap it up with Andy McKee. Didn’t know him until a few hours ago. I don’t know how impressive he is to listen to on a stereo, might turn into elevator music pretty quickly. But watching him on Youtube is amazing. And yes, I know, it’s a Toto cover… Shushhh!!!


http://youtu.be/Ki3CLHJrPSc

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March 22, 2012 at 12:40

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“I want to be like the black Tom Waits – I don’t want to make one kind of sound.” Willis Earl Beal


OK, OK… I know. Hipster alert and all that jazz: This guy played it low profile. No blogosphere buzz but actual flyers etc…And now he’s signed to XL Recordings?! Pitchfork called him “An eclectic lo-fi artist struggling to find a space between outsider and insider”.
His album Acousmatic Sorcery is due in a few weeks, but he recorded it between 2007 and 2009.
Have a look at a couple of links I found online: 2011 and even 2010. Or just listen to the music.




In remission of a mind, watch and listen to find
The position behind this illusion of time
Got me counting my dimes so on the bus I can write
I’m even doubting the rhyme, I’m in no rush I can hide
Because I know that I tried, no longer taking a side
Tears don’t flow from my eyes, no longer go for the lies
I don’t protest or resist, I’m not invested in this
I’m backing out of the fight to give my spirit tonight
Gazing at the face of an overcast day
Watching rain fall from a dim cafe
Can’t see the wind but I see the trees sway
Now the evening’s kiss got me fading away
Just fading away
Just fading away
Fading away

Drip-drop, window pane hypnotic
Clip-clop, concrete heels on it
I’m still disillusioned and cool catatonic
Always in a daze without smoking that chronic
And the doors still open at the end of the day
And I’m still hoping without much to say
Ask me how I’m feeling; well I’m full of shit n doubt
Ask me who I’m with and I’ll tell you I’m without
These phantasm women got me swimming through the sea
Apprehension steady creeping, whirlpool is pulling me
So I might as well relax, go down with the flood
‘Cause my hearts been attacked and the sharks smell my blood
If I lose consciousness and awaken a-shore
I will never complain I will never get cold
Gazing at the face of an overcast day
Watching rain fall from a dim cafe
Can’t see the wind but I see the trees sway
Now the evening’s kiss got me fading away



There’s also an older very different version that popped up on the web a few days the whole media frenzy started.




PS: Found Magazine seems like a fantastic concept. Check out their website / there’s some really great random stuff.

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February 8, 2012 at 15:14

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