Basement Jaxx Album Scars Available Digitally

Photo by Andrew Whitton

Photo by Andrew Whitton

While the physical release doesn’t come around until October 6th, the highly anticipated Basement Jaxx album Scars is now available worldwide in digital format with bonus tracks. (Buy here from iTunes). Featured vocalists and collaborators include Kelis, Meleka, Chipmunk, Eli “Paperboy” Reed, Santigold, Sam Sparro, Lightspeed Champion, Amp Fiddler, Yo Majesty, Yoko Ono, Paloma Faith, Lisa Kekaula, Jose Hendrix Ndelo, Jose James, Lil Louis, Serocee, Funkagenda and Paul Thomas.

“There’s a good reason why the new record is called Scars,” says Felix Buxton. “Making it has been a grueling process. When we finished recording, it felt like we’d come out of a boxing ring.” His bandmate Simon Ratcliffe nods in agreement.

More Info and Streaming Tracks

N.A.S.A. – “Whachadoin?” Video (feat. M.I.A., Santigold, Spank Rock & Nick Zinner)

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“Whachadoin?” by N.A.S.A. featuring everybody, funny talking cellphones, dancing eyeballs, and lots of neon. (It’s a music video, it doesn’t have to make sense!)

Click here to buy N.A.S.A.’s Spirit of the Apollo on iTunes

The Resident 46: The Roots Picnic, Summer Jam ’09, LL Cool J, Estelle

estelle08_cd-736899By Mawuse Ziegbe

Puberty would not have been the same without LL Cool J. Honestly who was hotter than shirtless, lip-lickin’ LL in 1995? Coolio? Tag Team? Exactly. And yet when Estelle and LL Cool J took over Terminal 5 for the Grammy and T-Mobile tour I was not prepared for how totally phat it would be. Estelle was aiight – she was two-steppin’ and bitching about her ex-boyfriend – entertaining but all things I could see any sloshed slag do on a Saturday night. LL weaved through his 20-year-plus repertoire flexing to hits like “Doin’ It,” “Rock The Bells,” “Phenomenon,” “I Need Love,” “Headsprung,” and “Radio” with the energy and abs of a delusional MySpace MC. I spent much of the time jonesing for FUBU, Dunkaroos and general nineties awesomeness. So, mad props to LL and the booty-quaking potency of his def beats.

The Roots don’t score as many mainstream snaps as LL but they continue to prove their legendary status with events like the 2nd annual Roots Picnic. Following a typically grizzly Chinatown bus ride to the illadelph, I caught Antibalas’ fairly uninspired set. Philly’s own Santigold often relies on her fussy downtown b-girl look and heart attack-serious dancers to carry a performance. But she actually smiled and flicked her hair a bit more than usual through songs like “Find A Way,” “Unstoppable,” and “Say Aha.” Throngs of mall-accessorized girls thrashed along to “Creator” and Spank Rock made [Read more...]

Win A VIP Package To The Roots Picnic Summer Getaway In Philadelphia

unknown2Enter to win tickets to the 2nd Annual Roots Picnic and a VIP weekend package in Philadelphia, the home of The Roots! Held June 5 – 7 at the Festival Pier at Penn’s Landing on the waterfront, The Roots Picnic stars the Grammy-Award winning hip-hop stars and newly minted house band of “Late Night With Jimmy Fallon,” The Roots, Santigold, Kid Cudi, King Britt, The Black Keys, TV on the Radio, Asher Roth and more. There will also be a special feature performance by Public Enemy, playing It Takes A Nation of Millions To Hold Us Back, backed by Antibalas and The Roots.

The prize weekend includes:
•  Two free tickets and VIP access to The Roots Picnic and Picnic Pre-Party
•  Round-trip transportation on Amtrak*
•  Two nights hotel accommodation for you and a guest at the Hyatt Regency at Penn’s Landing
•  Signed copy of the limited edition Philly 360° book featuring The Roots
•  Dinner for two at one of Philly’s spectacular restaurants
•  A gift basket filled with goodies from local boutiques and restaurants and more!

*Roundtrip transportation provided by Amtrak on scheduled service from northeast corridor train station closest to winner’s residence served by Amtrak to Philadelphia.

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Giant Step’s Resident 24: Rich Medina, Q-Tip, The Martinez Brothers, Santogold, Diplo and More

Photo of The Martinez Brothers © Phillip Angert
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By Mawuse Ziegbe

Bless Rich Medina and Q-Tip for giving this city something reliable to do on Friday nights with their body-rockin’ weekly at Santos’ Party House. It’s still in its infancy (only a few weeks old) so it’s still all innocent and chill (although Solange, the underrated Knowles, and actress Jurnee Smollett did sprinkle a little stardust on the joint last week). It’s exactly how you expect it to sound if you kidnapped ‘Tip and Medina and forced them to play your favorite disco, hip hop, house and soul records – and they were into it. With tracks like MSFB’s “Love Is The Message,” Tribe’s “Find A Way,” and Shaun Escoffery “Days Like This” It was one of those, “I gotta leave but this is my JAM” type of nights. Come 4 AM and I was stumbling around Chinatown with soulful disco house still buzzing my ears. Word of advice: things don’t get jumpin’ till after 1 AM.

Speaking of Rich, The Studio Museum of Harlem nearly crumbled under the chunky Afrobeat and soul rhythms at the Kehinde Wiley opening. I was batty about his portraits of African youth but it was the subtle three-dimensionality of the backdrop that put a crease my pants. Very impressive.

And no groove was safe from my friend-in-my-head James Pants’ heady set at Studio B with Peanut Butter Wolf. It was the age of buggin’ out as Pants put the needle to everything from Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit” to Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell’s “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” to Smokey Robinson and The Miracles‘ “Tears Of A Clown.” The place wasn’t packed but we were shearing some rugs, honey. Then Pants jumped off the turntables and ended his set with a dance that looked like Napoleon Dynamite got the holy ghost. Lordy.

Shaking things up at Giant Step’s Hudson Hotel jump-off were the LP-loving zygotes The Martinez Brothers. At 16 and 19 years of age, they must have picked up taste for spinning in utero and favor the chunky thump of house gems older than themselves. They volleyed DJ responsibilities throughout the night and were as wiry as the classic house selections pumping through the systems speakers. And that kept a steady stream of taut bouncy beats they kept the feets moving like DJs old enough to vote and buy porn. I wasn’t mad at them at all.

I was, however, hopping mad at the Mad Fools Summerstage show featuring Santogold, Kid Cudi, Diplo and A-Trak aka The Seventh Circle of Hell. Too much of New York was there in the acute heat and the endless wait for Santogold. I guess the first two hours were supposed to be a big outdoor shindig with Mad Decent and Fools Gold DJs taking turns as lives of the party. But watching people do the Electric Slide on stage when you have no room to snap in a circle three times is infuriating. And watching it for two hours is Chinese water torture. By the time Santogold came I was fresh out shits to give. But here’s why she deserves the hype. She came out with her militant booty-poppin’ back-up singers to “Find A Way” all smiley, extra sweet and dropping a corny joke or two. Then launched into “L.E.S. Artistes” and “Shuv It.” She has weaknesses but knows how to patch them up (hence the fly-ass back-up dancers) and she’s just cool enough, breezy, but definitely in control. The suffering of the previous two hours melted away and I managed a sincere booty wiggle or two. She ended the show with the electric buzz of “Creator” and in her sweet-as-pie way told us she wasn’t doing an encore so please don’t ask. All praise be to Santogold who understands when the party is over.