Poke And Tone - продюсеры будущего?
 

Я всегда очень любил их звук. Очень мелодичный, фанковый, неподдельно такой добрый.
По сути они сделали It Was Written, Ill Na Na, Men In Black, Pieces Of A Man :kiss:, ну еще много разного дерьма для Вила Смита, Джиги, Наса и т.д.


After Three-Year Production Hiatus, Poke and Tone Complete 230 New Songs

Having just wrapped up a three-month residency at Manhattan’s Battery Studios — a $300,000 expense expected to yield $30 million by Poke’s hasty calculations — Poke and Tone have left their respective posts as television producer and Universal Motown VP to “get back to what we do best,” Poke asserts with a sense of manifest destiny, “to save hip-hop.” Along with their newly assembled team of underling producers, consisting of Frequency, The ARE, Just Nyce and Ace 21, Track Masters are back in full swing, and they’re looking for hits.

In the mixing room, Tone and Poke worked out the finishing touches while advising engineers and rearranging song structures. Simultaneously, in an adjacent room, songwriters and ghostwriters — including rappers Iron Solomon and Punchline and R&B crooners Quo, Range and the Wonder Twins — wrote ferociously on a variety of artist-specific topics. “We always have someone in mind for the songs that we make,” Poke says. “If I’m making a song for Snoop, it’s going to sound like some West Coast funk shit. We’re gonna do more than just put a Moog on there; we’re gonna get the feel of those records — Parliament, Funkadelic, etc. The same can be said for the hooks, choruses and verses. They’re artist-specific.”

The last leg of Track Masters’ assembly line ends with in-house studio musician and producer, Spanador. An adept musician who once taught Vernon Reid guitar and bass during his days in Living Colour, Spanador re-creates samples and grooves with live instruments, adding a thickness and swing that recorded samples and MIDI simply can’t replicate. “He does more than just replay samples; he’s adding a feel,” Poke says. “He’s a producer more than a studio musician.”

Признаюсь, Трэкмастерзов тоже всегда любил, классики в их репертуаре хоть отбавляй, но...

Ром, продюсеры будущего? Имхо, на прежний уровень им уже не вернуться, не тот возраст, не то время, не тот задор в пороховницах:p... Говорить о себе они могут все что угодно, но верится слабо, честно говоря. Тем более, после тошнотворного Best Of Both Worlds (вроде бы последняя значимая работа от них)...

Посмотрим, в любом случае интересно.


а пока предлагаю достать from the vaults их лучшие хиты и потихонечку выкладывать в этой теме:)

ps имхо It Was Written без них был бы поинтереснее


великолепный Насовский ремикс, и вообще один из моих самых любимых треков

Nas ft. R. Kelly - Street Dreams (remix)

http://ifolder.ru/6072809

Нас читает как бог, Р. Келли поет охуительно, бит - чистый лэйдбэк... что еще надо?:) классик фроубэк, молодежи качать строго

[Nas]
Low profile, rap style, slick as Nu Nile
Give the crew pounds everytime we cover new grounds
Still surviving but there's a few down, back in the essence
I'm asking questions on the phone, with jail adolescents
Quiet confession, the system's applying the pressure
My mind is guessing, is living and dying a lesson?
But not to be obliged with the mirage
of cars taking you off track
from with the gods focus on hard
Laid up smoking cigars
Motioning maids to bring me toast and eggs
Kosher, ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya
my wisdom culture lives in ultra madness
devoted coach bag bitch
broke the average nigga's hopes to get mad rich
But what's the purpose
Only the Gods can watch the Earth twist
I'm physically trapped down on the surface
with all the crack merchants
snakes and serpents
foul jakes the searches
clowns with four pounds this ain't a circus

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
Street dreamer
Oh mercy mercy me
Ain't nothing I got for ya
Situations gettin heavy
Heavy, heavy
Trying to be a gangster

[Nas]
The black clouds over the hood, I'm on the corner with the thugs
Late night under the moon as they assume I'm slanging drugs
Cause I'm hooded up, thought a G a night wasn't good enough
Pushed my luck, yo they had a brother put in cuffs
Luckily, made it out of court comfortably
Judge said I need a job ain't nothing coming free
Could've got a one to three
I try to school these shorties under me
but they can't see
From life to death
so know we back to where we never left the ghetto
It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game
Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change
All that running round trying to chase
what's already here - been there, it's going nowhere
Pops told me knuckle up - no fear
I wish some of these killings
they could be prevented
whatever happens it was written
meaning God meant it
but during ya life you put ya heart in it
even though it seems we being targeted
let that brother R hit it

[Chorus: extended]

[Nas]
Sort of wild, since a child, hope was all we had
Drip the bust out past
complaning the mental straining
how many in my crew is into gaining
subtract the weak links about the chaining
rise it start raining
Blasphemy using Nas name in vain
Some claim supreme being yet they lied in his name
I tried to learn the game
and the only thing I found incredible
Everything I tried to learn see, I already knew (that's right)
And it's embedded in my heart now
so I can sit back, count a stack
and play my part now
I saw my life flash in front of my eyes, he wore disguise
Put a gun to me hungry he went on to chastize
That's Nas ain't it, made it rich from entertainment
Fresh Wally's painted, as he told the kid he came with
My first thought was how the game flip
Yo perhaps it was somebody I smacked drunk in a party on yak
Or was I marked for a contract for some foul act
I did a while back or beyond that
You got me laying face flat
Saying my grace black, woke up in a cold sweat
Yo, I hate that
Nightmares, feeling real, word to Will
My A-Alike I lost in the battlefield
That's why I hit the mic with mad appeal
Grab ya shield and meet ya maker
Queens niggaz die for paper
These the things the street dreams will take ya

Отличная новость!

"Тошнотворного" Best Of Both Worlds так и не слушал, сужу по старым вещам, но надежда на то, что парни выстрелят, есть. Примеры из недавнего прошлого: Dr. Dre, Jermaine Dupri...

А вот без них IWW я не представляю вообще. Лишним там был врач с весткоаста.

пошел ты нахуй отсюда, и дф.диму с собой забери, твой хип-хоп вообще не рождался потому что он хуйня на посном масле никому нахуй не нужная, как и ты, дрочер чумазый:o

еще забирай с собой этого долбоеба Дэсру, и можете дружно слюнявиться под "плотный джазовый саунд" северо-молдавской группы Failure By Default и их фронтмена МС Heavy Sucker, томно вздыхая об "отсутствии изюминки" у Тупака и Джей-Зи.