Jaylib. Liberation. Detroit-LA connec. Jay Dee. Madlib. Champion Sound. "We are in this motherf*cker."

1995. Pharcydeís "Runniní" still reverberating on the run. Producer: Jay Dee. From Detroit. Raps. Produces. Slum Village is the group. Trio. Beats are spare. Vocals are musical. Record Fantastic Volume 2. Q-Tip says, "They dope." Questlove concurs. DíAngelo thirds. Jay Dee credits roll: Janet Jackson. A Tribe Called Quest, Busta Rhymes, Common, Bilal, Macy Gray. Q-Tip, DíAngelo, too. 2000. Fantastic finally released. "We are in this motherf*cker."

Madlib. Otis Jackson, Jr. Jon Faddisí son. Beatmaker. Beat Conductor. Lootpack, first group. As producer and MC. And high-pitched alter-ego, Quasimoto. 1999. Lootpack debut. Critically acclaimed. Questlove says, "They dope." DíAngelo concurs. All else, "thirds." Quasimoto LP. Madlib channels ghosts. Psychedelic hip-hop. Axelrod quirks. Bob James fills. Stevieís spirit. Madlib = prolific. Mad prolific (Madlific?). Projects continue: Yesterdayís New Quintet. 5 Alter Egos. Madlib Bombshelter, remixing Trojan Reggae Catalog. Shades Of Blue: Madlib Remixes Blue Note (Out Now!). Madlib = Marauder. "We are in this motherf*cker."

Back to í95. Peanut Butter Wolf, Jay Dee become new friends. Stones Throw releases Jay Dee Remix Album. Japan-only. Bond formed. Fast Forward, 2001. Jay Dee solicits Madlib beats. Wolf and Madlib set to fly. To Detroit. To Meet. To Build. ThenÖ9/11. Trip on hold. Collabo ideas in limbo. Months passed. Madlib heads to the D. Tracks laid down. Ideas took root.

Months more. Dilla hits Madlib off with CD of beats. Madlib raps over them. Bootleg 12" pressed up. Ebay eats it up. 100 Dollars and "Runniní." Wolf, Jay Dilla and Madlib collabo convos. Hey Knucklebuckles! Dilla raps over Madlib beats. Dilla raps over Madlib beats. Smoke fills room. Tapes fly cross-country. Smoke clears up. Champion Sound born. "We are in this motherf*cker."

Champion Sound. Hip-Hop? Nah. Soul. Yah. Ragga. Bollywood. Spaghetti Western. Dub. Imagination. Fragments into songs. Sound clap, blood clot, raise the roof beam beat-conductor! Champion Sound. "We are in this motherf*cker."