"When I realized it wasn't just a bunch of people I'd been playing with - it was a band, we hit the studio to start recording. I think it was January. It was snowing when I got out of the subway in Bushwick. I wanted to capture the songs and sound we'd been building over the past 2 years playing in NYC."
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Picture the scene. It's Wed night circa 10 pm and you're in a dark lounge on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. On the poorly lit stage are about 6 or 7 people. Drums, bass, keys, sax, trombone. The guy in the middle has just started a pulsing, steady groove, on a baritone ukulele. People at the bar who had been talking suddenly get quiet and turn around. A few people on couches stand up. Then the bass and drums drop, and it's like a flood of warm electricity around your feet. The keyboard lays down a lush chord and the guy with the ukulele steps to the mic.
When the words start, that's when your heart starts. And you think: this is it. Right here, right now, this is what I've been looking for. The music, the night, the city is alive, coming to life right before your eyes: and it all means something. The rhymes hit you between the eyes like an emotional news flash: all that growing up, messing up, school, your life, work, all that playing and fighting and trying means something. Now the chorus comes in, in harmony, and the horns start, clear weaving calls out over the beat like waves. And it's like you can see it happening, right there in front of you: the pieces are coming together.
An album about relationships. A snapshot of a band coming into its own. A unified, full-band sound, but never grandiose, with the lyrical energy driving the drums, bass, keys, horns and harmonies. The ukulele in context, at last.
What is the sound of the climate falling apart? Eco-conscious rhymes and melodies to guide you. Beatbox, harmnonies, kitchen implements, organ, trumpet, scatting - each song explores and a new corner of this home-brew sound.
Sit on the couch and play the first 10 ukulele rap songs ever written. We'll call it an album. Funky, political, totally unique. Dense rhymes and catchy melodies that will stay in your head for weeks, and give you something new every time you listen.