Interview: Res Dishes on Her ‘Refried Mac’

 

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Last month, singer Res released a project entirely dedicated to Fleetwood Mac reworks that she calls Refried Mac. We had the pleasure of catching up with the lovely lady about the EP, her songwriting process, and the future. To get a taste of Refried Mac, catch the video for “Dreams” after the jump.

Giant Step: Of all the artists you could choose cover, what inspired you to do an entire project surrounding Fleetwood Mac in particular?

Res: I chose to cover Fletwood Mac and Stevie Nicks because I love the music. I love the melodies and lyrics first, and I am just a fan. People have said that I sometimes have a quality in my voice that is reminiscent of her, so I thought I’d give it a try.

GS: What did the process of doing these reworks evoke in you? Any surprising or profound feelings come about?

Res: What struck me the most is the lyrics and how strong and honest they are. I am surprised every time I perform how a great song will never fall on deaf ears.

GS: What’s your personal favorite on Refried Mac and why?

Res: I think “Dreams” and “Rhiannon” are my two favorites but “Little Lies” sounds great on the speakers as well!
“The Chain” is great live and “Edge of Seventeen” has alot of growl when performed and is so poetic!

Read the rest & watch “Dreams” after the jump

J*DaVeY with Special Guests Blu & Res – 4/9

Besides their combined magnetic sex appeal, the flamboyant electro-pop sensation J*DaVeY are known for delivering an electric and sensational performance. Backed by Brook D’Leau‘s throbbing beats with their special avant flare, Jack Davey’s unique vocals soar and captivate the audience in a futuristic throw back to the 90s confirming that this duo is more than just looks. Join us on Saturday, April 9th, at The Shrine as the duo makes a pit stop in Chicago on their New World Culture Tour with special guests Blu and Res, backed The Shrine’s residents Verzatile and DJ Mark Fulla Flava. Doors open at 8:00pm and show starts at 9:00pm.

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Talib Kweli & Hi Tek are Reflection Eternal – Revolutions Per Minute In Stores Now

Ten years since their classic contribution Train of Thought sealed their fates in hip hop lore, Talib Kweli and Hi-Tek release their follow-up venture, Revolutions Per Minute. With their first collaboration praised for its uplifting messages and nostalgic soundscape, Kweli’s command of the mic and Hi-Tek’s versatile production skills have made this album one of the most anticipated hip hop albums of 2010.

Exclusive produced by Hi-Tek, features on the album include appearances by Estelle, Bilal, Bun B, Mos Def, Jay Electronica, J. Cole, Res and Chester French. The album covers an array of topics that discuss the shortcomings of America (“Strangers”), society’s obsession with fame (“Got Work”), an honest discussion of drug use (“Lift’in Off”), the pining for a lover returning home (“Midnight Hour”), a music history lesson (“In the Red”), and even a track about Nigeria’s corruption-riddled oil business (“Black Gold”). This kind of entertainment with real world application manifests itself on the album’s first single “In This World.” Accompanied by Hi-Tek’s pulsating bass and a gripping soul sample, Kweli contemplates success and the infinite obstacles that prove burdensome to its maturation with a resounding co-sign from Jay-Z.

Reflection Eternal – “In This World”
 

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Giant Step’s Resident 37: The Roots, Q-Tip, Estelle and More

By Mawuse Ziegbe

The holiday season is always a sickening deluge of parties, stiff “holiday cheer” (which I temper with stiff drinks) and a glut of obligations. In a year of highs (getting my own column, fluffing an increasingly enviable Afro) and lows (finally ending that relationship, trying not to strangle yokels at the day job) I needed the festive distractions of the silly season more than ever. I spent Thanksgiving in the ER grappling with my mother’s decaying health taking breaks only to try to coax her into retiring and to bitch about the lack of beer in the hospital gift shop. At dinner, I looked after my mother during one of those large family gatherings attended by old African aunties and uncles who think “my writing career in New York” is a euphemism for “hooking on Hunts Point.” I returned to New York only to field calls from relatives who dropped clumsy hints (“why don’t you move back to Boston and take of your mother?”) about how I should handle the situation. Hello stress-related acne.

Managing her health crisis from another state, doctors regarded me like a crackpot with reverse-Munchausen syndrome. After rattling off a list of concerns M.D.s would respond “well she looks just dandy! We sent her off with some Halls and a smile. To do any conclusive tests we’ll need her consent and $20,000 for a new vending machine in the break room. Where are you calling from again?” Doctors would announce to colleagues that I was her daughter from New York as if I wasn’t interested in her well-being but instead looking for the right moment to steal her wallet. Between witnessing my ever-fabulous mother (we used to get mistaken for sisters until, well, I moved away) fade into a shadow of her former self and dealing with residents who act like they got their book-learnin’ from the Fisher Price School of My First Malpractice Suit, I needed some cot-damn holiday cheer.

The only fete I could drag myself to was the Okayplayer and Frank 151 bash at B.B. Kings. The lineup was like The Roots Present Everyone They’ve Ever Met – EVER. Melle Mel milled about in a white suit that can only be described as “pimpalicious.” After a tepid set by Tanya Morgan featuring 88 Keys and a jazzy appearance from Alice Smith, Res and Talib Kweli satisfied fans with “Get By” and “We Got The Beat.” When The Roots began rocking the frenetic thump of “You Got Me,” we knew it was time for an extra special female guest. Out came Estelle with a completely uncalled-for bowl cut. Despite the “Family Ties” hair, she delivered a dubby version of the classic Roots joint and segued into her dubby single, “Come Over.”

After The Roots performed Fela Kuti’s “Beasts Of No Nation,” Bilal, looking and sounding like the bastard love child of Melvin Van Peebles and Prince, howled his way through an epic rendition “Soul Sista.” Q-Tip performed “Manwomanboogie,” “Gettin’ Up” and a few gnarly freestyle bars. Pharoahe Monch and Black Thought joined in and then, smooth as pie, Q-Tip swapped drumming duties with ?uestlove. So then, it’s ‘Tip on drums, Thought on the mic and my jaw on the floor. I left around 2 AM with the plucky tones of The Roots’ “Next Movement” as my traveling music.

I dread it every year but in 2008, I learned that the holidays can always be worse. So bless The Roots, a band that has given me countless memories that don’t involve congested shopping malls and tense family moments. Bless the friends who have been able to slip in a festive distraction here and there. And bless my ma, whose wallet I hope to make off with come Christmas morn.