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Words by Deejay Theory —
Wake the town and tell the people … another big week of Mixtape Mondays is at hand with a rare and major session from the controls at Radio Lily, plus one drop from SF and a sanctified time capsule from sound systems past. Haul and pull up pon a Monday.
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Another week of Mixtape Mondays at hand, with more heavyweight selections from across the globe. Bruising dubplates from the Bay meet wavy soca from Trini, while a 100% reggae en español mix and a selection of favorites from one of our favorite eateries round out the delivery this week. Catch the vibes below.
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Words by DJ Theory—
This week I find myself in Austin, TX for the SXSW festival. Having a more than decent time already down here, I’m looking forward to DJing a healthy amount of parties, connecting with that dude Jesse Serwer, and eating my weight in tacos, which I’m well on my way to doing already. As always Mixtape Mondays can’t stop, won’t stop, and this week we got some new dancehall bizness from Italy, some funky, bashy vibez from London, and pure and excessive dublate murderation from the dons of stateside dancehall, Federation Sound. Let these three mixes work their magic and get your mind, iPod and week right…
Federation Sound, Dub Box Vol 2: HAUL AND PULL UP. Our NYC/Philly/JA fam and dancehall rulers Federation just laced the world with another free peek into their highly destructive crates of acetates and exclusives. The first volume of this CD was on steady repeat when I got it maybe five years ago, and I’m sure this one will have the same effect. This is definitely a unique mixtape, taking soundkilling dubs from the clash setting to the studio-mixed CD format (and of course blended in fine style from the man like Kenny Meez.) If you’re a reggae enthusiast you would only be shortchanging yourself not to download this right now and play it loudly. Idiot soundbwoys beware, this one might build yuh casket… Direct download the single track here, tracked mp3′s here
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Words by Jesse Serwer—
The Whitney we remember is R&B’s golden girl, the singer whose gospel-powered voice and pop hits soundtracked our youth. But we also can’t forget the moment when Whitney went all bad (meaning good) gyal on us. Wyclef Jean and his right-hand man Jerry “Wonda” Duplessis were brought on to write and produce the title track for her 1998 My Love is Your Love album, and the result was a Bob Marley-influenced masterpiece that is one of my favorites in her catalog. “My Love is Your Love” was one of the deepest love songs of its era and, with its apocalyptic overtones, feels even more appropriate for these times.
