Percussion drums, those essential and heavenly instruments of Latin rhythm, cover the stage: they emit an unexpected presence, like silent band members waiting to come alive. The buzzing current in the air tastes sweet like brown sugar, but also hints at crackling spice. The crowd awaits a genius, a
"They say my flow is crazy and I can spit/ and I rap as if I had a dick/ bitches is bad but I'm that bitch/ listen, I'm so above the average."
I'm from There's Something About Remy (2006)
So spoke Remy Ma, originally Remy Martin until the congac sued for exclusive rights to the name
Many recall the House & Techno craze of the 1990's with the same kind of detached, hazy feeling one would expect from a hangover. Sweaty dance clubs, the popular drug ecstasy, and overly repetitive beats are just a few of the things associated with this musical phenomenon. An exception to this rule i
Raised in Avalon, Mississippi, Hurt learned to play guitar at age 9. He spent much of his youth playing old time music for friends and dances, earning a living as a farm hand into the 1920s. In 1923 he often partnered with the fiddle player Willie Narmour (Carroll County Blues) as a substitute for hi