респект:horosho:

возвращаясь к музыке, я всё же считаю парень выбирает хорошие инструменталы и не отходит далеко от своего стиля, в клубятину там какую-нибудь.:trumi:

горошины в ушах, это не то. родные наушники, спустя год работы померли (если честно, до них попугай мой добрался :ma3im:), покупать вторые такие (оригинальные) за 50$ - нахер. другие, скажем в сети если брать, уже пробовал, оказалось - говна лопата, вообще не айподовские уши :|, такое ощущение, что лесорубы делали, качество просто ужасное, я не про музыку, которую они воспроизводят, а про материиалы и оформление... поэтому только Sennheiser, а это далеко не горошины. :bokal:

это всё та же тема, про Наса. :cool:

Я думаю в машине можно слушать Наса и вообще любую музыку! Дело не в том, в машине ли ты, дома, в метро, в автобусе или еще где, дело в атмосфере, если она располагает, ты любую музыку прослушаешь где бы ты ни был.

когда альбом то у него?

да и я про то же... слушать Наса можно, но если ты берешь с собой в машину альбом, и предстоит минут сорок за рулем, неужели не щелкаешь треки? И все-таки атмосфера дома, в машине, в автобусе и в офисе несколько разная;)

Просто мне тяжеловато слушать Наса в авто (если это не The Best собственного компилирования), вот я и пытаюсь понять - почему?:)

эх, лето... народ тусуецца... на Мауи:cool:

а нас примерный семьянин.

я щас под газом дико просто пиздец.

точка в чем. почему я приебался. это все ебучие тупые предрассудки. для дороги не обязательно что то поживее. у меня воще честно говоря башка болит если я еду в торонто час и у меня ебашит дистурбед на всю катушку. совсем охуенно когда крузишь на хайвее послушать как затягивает сара к иф ай куд синг ю блюз. музыка вообще постельная, но если ты втыкнешь в тот момент, это тяжело забыть. все это обосновано эффектом "стерео", про который ты кормега ранее упоминал. я тебе сказал что похуй пиздатая стерео система или нет, большинство сегодняшних записей слушать похуй на чем, потому что нету там никакого стерео.
я тебе рекомендую послушать хорошей музыки на пиздатой стерео системе, выцепить все слои и расклады. ты поймешь потому просто насколько 95% хипхопа ущербно и похуй на чем слушать, мп3 128/192 или сд. разница там будет только в количестве срезаных верхних частот или склееного баса по идентичности. это так для прикола.

если у меня минут сорок зарулем, что чаще всего бывает я редко скипую треки. я иллматик слушаю практически от корки до корки, чащ всего скипуя первый скит, потмоу что уже слышал и знаю и не хочю.
причина та, что я беру диски исключительно фильтровано и чаще всего, 90% времени диски такие что не хочется скиповать. я не про сборки говорю, а просто про альбомы. есть стафф который через некоторое время выкидывается. но уже стабильненько списочек у меня составился.

я все к чему веду. просто то что сегодня делается с музыкой это полное блядство. качество записи снизилось ниже табуретки. все пытаются сделать запись громкой, все слушают музыку на каплях в ушах или ебучих бумбоксах, где спикер на 4 инча пытается сделать иллюзию музыкального воспроизвидения, при этом искажая сигнал и бубня. никого не волную детали, главное что бы были "ритмичные темы".

музыкальность конечно же явно субьективное средство. для меня например музыкальны группы Tool, System of a Down, не говоря уже про старых педрунов типа грандов пинк флойд, дайр стрейтс, лед зеппелин и тд.

кормега, приведи мне конкретно не музыкальные треки наса, я хочю послушать. просто щас лень мотать пару альбомов.

It’s Friday at four in the afternoon, and Nas, eyes half-lidded, is trying to remember the names of the producers who provided the beats on his new record. He’s slouched in a chair behind the mixing board at Electric Lady studio on West 8th Street. Green pellets of weed are scattered on a cabinet behind him. A big guy named Zaire, a childhood friend, is on a couch in the corner, dozing, with his arms folded across his chest. Colored waveforms scroll across an engineer’s laptop, and the day’s work leaks out in tinny miniature from his headphones.

He’s got one: “Stic.maaaan,” Nas says in a reverential drawl, referring to one-half of the hip-hop group Dead Prez. “I’ve always been a fan of their work,” he starts, but then trails off and rests his head in his hands, thinking.

He turns to his assistant. “Yo, who’s on the album?”

His assistant obliges.

That these producers don’t spring to Nas’s lips is, perhaps, not surprising: He has made his reputation not on hook-laden pop-rap and club bangers, but on hip-hop that sounds best in headphones, in which it’s possible to keep up with the flow of his detailed, controlled verses. He consciously chooses beats that are light on hooks, he says, so as not to distract from the lyrics. It’s a move that has brought him criticism—the weak-beats gripe—but while his beat selection has kept him from the top of the pop charts, it has also protected him from its whims. The rapper has enjoyed an unusually long career.

To say that Nas’s new album is one of the most anticipated of the summer is true, but it misses the point—every Nas album is highly anticipated, because no rapper is held to as high a standard. When a Nas record is about to drop, hip-hop fans cross their fingers and wonder: Will he change hip-hop forever, again? Will the new record be as good as Illmatic?

Released in 1994, when Nas was 20, Illmatic was a prodigious debut. No other rap debut, and few rap albums at all, are as lauded. It’s hard to quantify the album’s achievement precisely, except to say that rapping is a craft, and Nas was the first to discover how to do it right. Rap has two components—beats and rhymes. On Illmatic, the beats were mostly good, sometimes great; and there had been virtuoso emcees before Nas who’d moved the stylized rhythms of early groups like N.W.A toward the conversational. But no one had ever sounded as natural as Nas. “One Love,” which takes the form of a monologue to an incarcerated friend, exploits poetic devices like enjambment so subtly that it works as prose. Every rapper who hopes to be taken seriously—from Kanye West to the Game—must grapple with Nas’s discovery.

Discoveries only occur once. Still, with every new album, fans begin to fantasize about another Illmatic, and anticipation has run particularly high since last December, when it was revealed that Nas had decided to title his record Nigger. Not N, or Nigga, but the epithet in full. Giving an album a controversial title is a familiar buzz generator, but it seems to have worked: The outcry he’s ginned up is the stuff that blogs are made for, and even observers who didn’t know Nas from Nelly found themselves in possession of fervently held opinions. The album, which like most hip-hop releases has been delayed a half-dozen times (another surefire trick), is now set to drop July 15.

Nas wheels his chair over to the cabinet and sprinkles some weed into the paper cradled between two fingers. A yellow legal pad, across which are written lyrics for the new album, lies nearby. His script is whorled and glyphic, and is mostly uncorrected. “I think about what I want it to sound like,” he says. “No words come to mind really. I used to be the kind of guy that took notes in my head or my pager. But I kind of just wing it now. I like to be surprised by what comes out.”

He licks the glue strip and sparks up a tidy joint.

When he was young, he says, he used to take a tape recorder out into the hallway of the Queensbridge projects and rhyme over it to pass the time. “I’d just freestyle and have fun,” he says. “And if it made enough sense, I could play it to a group of people and they’d like it.”

Back then, rap was still largely confined to certain New York neighborhoods like Queensbridge. It was a tight community, and rap was a game. “Everybody who was doing music back then,” he says, “just wanted to keep on doing music, making beats, trying to make records. Anybody would hook up with anybody else.” That openness led Nas to reach out to a producer called Large Professor who, though still in high school, was no less legendary for it: He’d already provided beats for Eric B. & Rakim, the duo who released a string of immortal records beginning in 1986. These days, of course, a figure like Large Professor wouldn’t even reply to an e-mail from an unsigned youngster, much less provide him with three classic beats for his debut.

But times were different. “It didn’t matter that Large Professor had a record out and I didn’t,” Nas says. “Didn’t matter who it was, as long as you were working. He didn’t even know me, but he came down [to the studio] anyway. He was probably just bored that day. But I got in there and did my thing.”

Nas made such an impression on the Professor that he was introduced to Eric B. & Rakim—“the kings of the world,” as Nas remembers. He soon got to know other star producers, and when the time came to make Illmatic, Nas did something that hadn’t been done before: Instead of relying on just one production team, he hand-picked multiple producers. It’s a practice that is now de rigueur in mainstream rap. (This assembly-line approach is not necessarily good for the art; it’s the only ambiguous component of Illmatic’s legacy.)

In his recent albums, Nas has grown increasingly focused on shoring up the vitality that hip-hop lost when it became a global business, and recovering the memories of the days when hip-hop was synonymous with New York. “The Tunnel was the club for a moment,” he says, referring to the mid-nineties, when the historic nightclub occupied a vast space on Eleventh Avenue in Chelsea. “Whatever song was out at the time, the whole city was part of it. All the movements that were around, from Wu-Tang to Bad Boy—when their records came on from that spot, you’d see that section go crazy. And you’d know those guys were from Staten Island and Wu-Tang fans. Then when the Mobb Deep records came on, you’d see a bunch of dudes going crazy—that’s Queens. You’d see Biggie come on—that’s Brooklyn.”

Nas’s preoccupation with hip-hop history—in one two-and-a-half-minute track from 2006’s eloquent Hip Hop Is Dead, he name-checks 56 largely forgotten rap pioneers—has made him a sometimes awkward fit in today’s sleek industry. In a personality-driven genre, Nas isn’t a personality. His public image is vague; one gets an impression of intelligence and integrity, but nothing specific. He was never the dead-eyed tough who rapped about selling crack—he was the street-smart kid who rapped about friends who sold crack (“Represent”). He’s not a gangster who raps about shooting people—he’s a thug who thanks God people prevented him from doing so (“Get Down”).

But Nas thinks that rappers can get mired in tropes and put-on identities, afraid to change the formula that brought them success. To sell records and remain viable as a business, they highlight one titillating aspect of their personality and paper over the rest. (Think of 50 Cent, who came to notoriety on Tourette’s-style reminders that he’d once been shot nine times.)

“A lot of rappers aren’t really who they say they are,” he says. “It’s a gimmick. Real men have children!” he exclaims in mock incredulity. (Nas has a daughter from a previous relationship.) “We have nieces, nephews, little cousins, little sisters.” In the track “I Can” from 2002’s excellent God’s Son, he cautioned young girls about the dangers of HIV. On “The Cross,” he spits a rhyme that zigs in a direction that’s very familiar to gangster rap—“And I don’t need much but a Dutch / A bitch to fuck / A six, a truck / Some guns to bust”— before zagging: “I wish it was that simple.”

Nas hasn’t just been poetic and self-effacing. In 2001, he and his Brooklyn rival, Jay-Z, engaged in one of the highest-profile rap battles to date. (The rivalry continued, to their mutual benefit, until the end of 2005, after which Nas signed to Def Jam Records, where Jay-Z was then CEO.)

And once on Def Jam, Nas, it seemed, had succumbed to the advice of marketers: He and his wife, the R&B–neo-soul singer Kelis, signed up to make a reality show for MTV. A clip available online previews what might have been if MTV hadn’t pulled the plug: Kelis politely greets a bodyguard on the tour bus—“Hi! How are you? I’m good”—complains about cramps, then sniffs her husband’s armpits. Nas helps someone off-camera find something in a duffel bag.

Nas now realizes it would have been a snooze. “We shot two episodes,” he says, and laughs. “Me and the wife didn’t get excited. MTV agreed with us. I mean, leave the guys who are supposed to be on TV to be on TV.”

Of course, the controversy over his new record’s title almost seems like it was scripted for reality television. Jesse Jackson accused Nas of behaving dishonorably for trafficking in the forbidden, prompting Nas to reply that Jackson had, in effect, called him a nigger by assuming he had nothing substantive to say and was merely scandal-mongering. Al Sharpton said his piece, as did the NAACP, Fox News, and 50 Cent (“That’s a stupid name”). A slew of rappers like Lupe Fiasco, GZA, and Akon came out in support of Nas. His label, Def Jam, did too, for a while. But on May 19 Nas announced that the name had been removed.

The album is now untitled, but bears an image of Nas’s back covered in welts that form the letter N. He’s not surprised by all the free publicity, but he also believes that the fault lines in the black community’s reaction reflect one of the themes he explores on the album: the broken relationship between the older generation of African-Americans, who fought against the word, and the younger one, who use it casually.

“In the black community, the elders and the youth don’t know each other.” The older generation, he says, “made it through the storm [of the civil-rights movement]. We’re still in it.”

When he gets older, Nas says, “I’m never going to turn my back on the younger generation, no matter how crazy and insane they are, and how many drugs they sell. I’m never going to blame them for it. I’m never going to come down on them. I’m never going to talk from a position of superiority. I’m going to have my opinion, but I’m never going to do how the elders do, like they own the civil-rights struggle. Thank God for the people who came before us,” he says, “but they can’t tell me nothing.”

да уж были времена:black:

дайте это Льду Т почитать, а то гангстер ишь ты, на 17-летнего пиздюка наехал:nsk:

кстати полный :nsk: потом еще и оправдывался за свои слова, гангстер куев :|

Hero - отличная тема. Жду альбом!

Nas - Sly Fox
http://sharebee.com/22626faf

:meat:

Да уж, круто было б :D


- Здравтсвуйте, что вы ищите?
- Мне нужен рэп.
- Какой альбом?
- Чё, не ясно чтоли, НИГЕР!

:D

баян, но смешно:morj:

01. Queens Get The Money (Produced by Jay Electronica)
02. You Can’t Stop Us Now (Featuring Eban Thomas of The Stylistics & The Last Poets) (Produced by Salaam Remi)
03. Breathe (Produced by J. Myers & Dustin Moore)
04. Make The World Go Round (Featuring Chris Brown & The Game) (Co-produced by Cool & Dre & The Game)
05. Hero (Featuring Keri Hilson) (Produced by Polow Da Don)
06. America (Produced by Stargate)
07. Sly Fox (Produced by stic.man of Dead Prez)
08. Testify (Produced by Mark Batson)
09. N.I.G.G.E.R. (The Slave And The Master) (Produced by DJ Toomp)
10. Untitled (Produced by stic.man of Dead Prez)
11. Fried Chicken (Featuring Busta Rhymes) (Produced by Mark Ronson)
12. Project Roach (Featuring The Last Poets) (Produced by Eric Hudson)
13. Ya’ll My Niggas (Produced by J. Myers)
14. We’re Not Alone (Featuring Mykel) (Produced by stic.man of Dead Prez)
15. Black President (Featuring Johnny Polygon) (Produced by DJ Green Lantern)

рокешник:seva:

а вот это охуенно :horosho:

В поряде минуса да?

nigger - весёленький тэйп.

Sly Fox жестяк! качать :horosho:

Удалили его уже отовсюду...

Где трек "Legacy" на бит Polow Da Don?

Fried Chicken (Featuring Busta Rhymes)

Sly Fox - это охуенно.

подарите ссылочку на Sly Fox пожалуйста!

спасибо, слушаю...

Не могу выключить Sly Fox уже 5ый час о_О

Legacy = Hero (produced by Polow Da Don).

Обложка у этого Альбома надо вам сказать просто охуеннейшая :horosho:

Nas ft. Keri Hilson - Hero CDS (Promo)




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1. Hero (Clean) 4:01
2. Hero (Dirty) 4:02
3. Hero (Instrumental) 4:01

http://depositfiles.com/ru/files/6273815

Это всё хуйня, ждём тот самый "альбом-который-нельзя-называть" :)

ебанись идиот, это официальный первый сингл с альбома

Его уже все до дыр затёрли, хули.

Он у меня есть заебал ты, я жду альбома :dovolen:

Nas - Nigger Hatred
http://sharebee.com/34b05415

Зачот :horosho:

Nas - Breathe
http://www.zshare.net/audio/1452495732c070b1/

:inlove::inlove::inlove:

Еб скоро альбом в сети уже будет плавать :anddee:
жду не дождусь:ma3im:
Новые треки кроме Хиро не качал,хочу альбом целиком:black:

мистер ми ту:guinda:

хочу уже альбома :(

какая дата выхода должна быть?

Выйдет быстрее, чем многие думают - 15 июля.

ох нифигасе осталось еще чу-чуть :eek::horosho:

помню когда тиай выходил так ровно за 2 недели до релиза он уже тут лежал попивал кофеек

Я думаю к концу этой,началу следушей недели альбомец поплывет в кругосветный круиз:guinda:

Пираты все таки хорошие люди :rolleyes:

на каком-то сайте видел, что 20, хотя разница в 5 дней не велика

Nas "Queens Get The Money" (prod.by Jay Electronica)
Nas "Breathe" (prod. by J. Myers & Dustin Moore)
Nas "U Can't Stop Us Now" (ft. Eban Thomas) (prod. by Salaam Remi)




Пресс - релиз с Def Jam

NAS TO RELEASE 'UNTITLED' NEW DEF JAM ALBUM ON JULY 15TH


FIRST SINGLE, "HERO," PRODUCED BY POLOW DA DON,
LEADS OFF CONTROVERSIAL NEW ALBUM;
PRODUCERS INCLUDE GRAMMY WINNER MARK RONSON, STARGATE,
COOL & DRE, JAY ELECTRONICA, AND STIC.MAN OF DEAD PREZ


Long-awaited follow-up to first Def Jam album, 2006's Grammy-nominated
Hip-Hop Is Dead


(June 10, 2008 - New York, NY) Surrounded by controversy at every stage of his long and influential career as the conscience - and often most severe critic - of hip-hop, Def Jam Recordings artist Nas has returned to the headlines, declaring that his new 9th album, arriving in stores July 15th, will be untitled. The untitled new album follows-up Nas' Def Jam debut, the Grammy nominated Hip-Hop Is Dead, which entered the Soundscan chart at #1 in December 2006, on first week sales of more than 350,000 copies.


"It's important to me that this album gets to the fans," Nas said of his newest project. "It's been a long time coming. I want my fans to know that creatively and lyrically, they can expect the same content and the same messages. It's that important. The streets have been waiting for this for a long time. The people will always know what the real title of this album is and what to call it."


In advance of the untitled new album, which will be issued on the Def Jam/Jones Experience imprint, the first official single will be "Hero," produced by Polow Da Don.


Over the past few weeks, two tracks from the album have been leaked: "Black President" (produced by DJ Green Lantern) and the album's closing track "N.I.G.G.E.R. (The Slave and The Master)" (produced by DJ Toomp), containing the provocative lyric, "They say we N-I-double-G-E-R/ We are, much more/ But still we choose to ignore the obvious/ Man, this history don't acknowledge us/ We were scholars way before colleges..."


One of the albums highlights is "Fried Chicken" featuring Busta Rhymes, produced by the Grammy winner for Producer Of The Year, Mark Ronson. "Fried Chicken," finds Nas and Busta in top form, mixing elaborate metaphors over a decidedly throwback Ronson track. "When I was young, sitting in my room hammering out beats on my MPC, Nas was one of those truly legendary artists that you daydream, 'One day, I'll get to do a track for...,'" says Ronson. "We finally met Grammy night in LA, and he said he wanted some stuff from me for the album. I started thinking to myself, as a Nas fan, 'What kind of beats would I love to hear him over?' That's how the Dapkings and I came up with the track for 'Fried Chicken', and I reckon it sounds like a stone cold classic."


The untitled new album will also include collaborations with producers Stic.Man from Dead Prez, Jay Electronica, Stargate, DJ Cool & Dre, and others.


Hip-Hop Is Dead, the third album by Nas to enter the charts at #1, got started with the lead title track single "Hip-Hop Is Dead," produced and co-written by and featuring will.i.am. of Black Eyed Peas. The cut (which sampled '60s hits "Apache" and "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida") made it inside the Top 40 on the Hot 100, Pop 100, Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs, Hot Rap Tracks, and Hot Digital Songs charts. It was followed-up with "Can't Forget About You," featuring fellow Def Jam artist Chrisette Michelle, a jazz inspired Top 10 Rap track also produced by will.i.am, that riffed off a sample from the classic "Unforgettable" by Nat King Cole.


Time Out New York stepped out early in January 2007, and picked Hip-Hop Is Dead as "rap record of the year." Pitchfork's reviewer called it "the album I'll give to people in 20 years when they ask who Nas was." The album release set up the "One Man, One Mic, One Night" 26-city North American tour, one of the biggest ever by Nas, from March through May 2007.


* * *


An influential hip-hop culture icon since the early 1990s, Nas (Nasir Jones) emerged from the Queensbridge neighborhood of Long Island City, a hotbed of rap artist since the '80s. Son of jazz trumpeter Olu Dara, junior high school drop-out Nas apprenticed with such local crews as the Devastatin' Seven (at age nine) and Main Source ("Live At the Barbecue," 1991).


Nas first reached an international audience when his track "Halftime" was tapped by producer MC Serch as the opening cut on 1992's Zebrahead movie soundtrack. Signed to Columbia Records, the first full-length album by poet and rhyme-master Nas arrived in 1994, the RIAA platinum Illmatic, featuring the singles "It Ain't Hard To Tell," "The World Is Yours," and "One Love." 1996 brought the breakthrough double-platinum It Was Written (#1 R&B for 7 weeks, #1 pop for 4 weeks), with his first major crossover singles "Sweet Dreams" and "If I Ruled the World (Imagine That)." The streak continued with the double-platinum I Am in 1999 (again #1 pop and #1 R&B), containing the chart singles "Nas Is Like," "Hate Me Now" (featuring Puff Daddy), and "You Won't See Me Tonight" (featuring Aaliyah).


Subsequent albums by Nas included: the RIAA platinum Nastradamus (1999, #2 R&B, #7 pop, with "Nastradamus" and "You Owe Me," featuring Ginuwine); the platinum Stillmatic (2001, #1 R&B, #5 pop, with "Got Ur Self A...," "Ether," "One Mic," and "Rule"); the platinum God's Son (2002, #1 R&B, with huge R&B/pop crossover hits "Made You Look" and "I Can"); the platinum double-CD Street's Disciple (2004, #2 R&B, #5 pop, with "Bridging the Gap" and "Just a Moment"); and Hip-Hop Is Dead in 2006.


Over the years, Nas has also been the featured guest on a number of crossover hits by other artists, among them: Allure ("Head Over Heels," 1997); R. Kelly ("Did You Ever Think," 1999); Missy Elliott (the #1 "Hot Boyz," 1999); fellow Queensbridge rapper Mobb Deep ("It's Mine," 1999); Nature ("The Ultimate High," 2000); Jagged Edge ("I Got It 2," 2002); J-Lo ("I'm Gonna Be Alright," 2002); Kelis ("In Public," 2003, and "Blindfold Me," 2006); Kanye West ("Classic (Better Than I've Ever Been)," 2006); and others.


In addition to his successful career in music, Nas has pursued a career in motion pictures that began with his co-starring role (alongside DMX) in 1998's crime drama Belly, a film by director Hype Williams (with whom Nas has done several video clips). Subsequent appearances include Albert Pyun's action crime thriller Ticker (2001, with Tim Sizemore and Steven Seagal); Carl Seaton's Sacred Is the Flesh (2001, also co-written by Nas); a cameo as himself in Boaz Yakin's comedy Uptown Girls (2003, with Brittany Murphy and Dakota Fanning); Lawrence Page's Murda Muzik (2004, with Ron Artest and Chinky); and the fictional hip-hop group bio-pic The Vapors (upcoming in 2008, with an all-star cast of Roxanne Shant?, Kool G Rap, Marley Marl, Biz Markie, and others).

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