Midnight Star : Curious
taken from the album “Planetary Invasion” on Solar (1984)

Imagination : So Good, So Right
taken from the album “Body Talk” on MCA (1981)

Someday I’ll have children. Not soon, but eventually. And someday those children of mine will reach an age when, if but slowly, they awaken to the world of soul music. Perhaps they’ll be listening to the radio in friend’s car one day and hear those first plucked strings of Love and Happiness, or maybe they’ll be seduced in a record store by Sam Cooke’s alluring smile, enough to pick up Night Beat and give it a listen.

If my future progeny inherit even a shadow of my love for R&B, they’ll be hooked from that day forward. Chances are they’ll want to know more about this universe of groove… At which point, noticing the tens of thousands of records (let’s be optimistic here: this is years from now) that their father has lying around the house, my child may come to me and say, ‘Father, tell me what you know about this thing called Soul Music.’

I could begin with the obvious choices. Marvin. Ray. Stevie. Curtis. Babyface. But no, I must remind myself, I will save those for later; those musical monoliths will be discovered in due course. I will begin my story elsewhere, in the least likely of places: A land of twinkling synthesizers and flaring purple outfits. A land of blips and beeps and drum machines. A land where superstars were defined both by the length of their jeri-curl and their instrumental intro’s. Where all roads lead to glorious, candle-lit, very slow sex. This is 80’s soul.

Midnight Star is a clear favorite. Purveyors of “Midas Touch” and “No Parking On The Dancefloor“-quality jams, the Calloway brothers hit (harder still?) with the subtler, drop-them-panties anthem that was later sampled to great effect by Kurious Jorge (an essential early-Nineties one-album wonder who has since dropped into obscurity). There is an element of cheesiness that pervades many of the masterworks of this genre, but don’t be fooled—these are certified bullets. The kind of tune that registers on such a satisfying gut level, that I have actually seen grown white men weep on a dancefloor when Curious drops.

Lesser known Imagination can hang with the best of them. A European, Eighties-era funk/soul outfit? Unheard of, right? (No, Boney-M doesn’t count.) If the three solid minutes of slow-building electro-instrumental introduction (think Kano) don’t have you and your girl in a compromised position on your parents’ couch then you’ll certainly find yourself there by the time the hauntingly simple chorus hits. And it is Oh-so-good, Oh-so-right.

For added effect, drop the two, back to back in a set. They mix perfectly and will very likely induce massive group ejaculation.

With a little fatherly advice like this, it’s safe to say my kids are gonna get laid. A lot.

Keziah Jones : Kpafuca
taken from the album “Black Orpheus” on EMI (2003)

Ikwunga with Dele Sosimi : Di Bombs
taken from the album “Calabash” on Rebisi Hut Records (2004)

A while back now (I guess it’s been 6 months already), I had the opportunity to bring the currently reigning Rugged-Afro-Diva-Empress (shown above in the ill VIA logo shirt), known to the world as Wunmi, on my radio show. We started the conversation talking about her involvement with a really good independent Afrobeat compilation called A.S.A.P., which donates proceeds towards the relief effort in Darfur. One of her songs is featured on the comp, along with a different selection from Keziah and the Ikwunga track I’m posting this week.

Thinking about New Orleans, I was reminded of our interview, and the similarly despicable show of inhumanity that continues to express itself in East Africa today. It also happens to be that she’s performing tomorrow as part of the Afro-Punk extravaganza. I’m hoping she does a live version of the extremely firey single she recently cut with West African groove guru Franck Biyong. The scene will be extra heated tomorrow for sure, because just like Kanye, there’s nuff folks who are sizzling and stewing and boiling over. And that’s where music comes from- don’t ya know?

Nigerian born Keziah Jones is “Captain Rugged”. This album is nothing short of mind-blowing. Dead on. From future afro-funk, to broken soul, to political poetics- this album is waaaay more than just a Fela photocopy (no disrespect). Some of you may have heard the Osunlade remix of this tune on the Yoruba Soul Sessions album, but don’t think for a minute that this track is the only gem on here. Solid and diverse throughout, Black Orpheus is one of my absolute favorite albums I’ve discovered all year. Help support this man, good music, and your own aural health by picking up a copy.

Ikwunga was unknown to me until the A.S.A.P. compilation, but since then “Di Bombs” has been in my heavy rotation. Sycopated, political, verse abstraction with a a classic groove from Dele Sosimi, who worked with Fela as a member of Egypt 80. Check out the entire Calabash album here.

Last tidbit: I got The Gumbo Funk E.P. into Ameoba music (both L.A. and S.F. locations). So If you’re on the Left Coast and are paranoid of ordering CDs online or are just too lazy to start a paypal account, you can now go and hunt down the goods at a couple of my all-time favorite music stores.

Seu Jorge : Chatterton
taken from the album “CRU” on Wrasse (2004)

Seu Jorge : Chega No Suingue
taken from the album “Carolina” on Mr. Bongo (2002)

Back from Cali, head woozy already. Pleased to be able, finally, to present you folks with raw illness from the Favela bred, smooth-crooner-poster-boy himself: Mr. Seu Jorge. This guy blew up big time with his starring role in the painfully good film City of God, then helped us to feel at home at Sea in The Life Aquatic. These two records stand out boldly and bemoan all haters of the next-world musical order. So listen here, but don’t sleep.

Now returning to NYC, these thoroughly gorgeous albums have been added to my Crate at last! Starting you off with a Serge Gainsbourg cover from Seu’s most recent project- a more mellow and stripped sound for him (the title “CRU” means “raw” afterall). Chega, from his earlier album on the ever-tasty Mr. Bongo label, is not nearly as danceable as most of the other tracks on the album, but it grooves hard nonetheless and also features a nice bit of work from a synthesizer that sounds quite similar to the one I just picked up at a flea market in L.A. I’m having lot’s of fun right now making retro, portamento-soaked funk licks in my spare time, as I’m sure you can imagine. Produced entirely by groove meistro Mario Caldato (of Beastie Boys fame), “Carolina” is an essential party album for all you Gumbo Funkers out there- samba/funk/hiphop/soul/reggae and all the other things we love around here. Big ups to the recently junglefied DJ Rapsody for the hook-up.

While chillin’ out here on the left coast, I finally managed to get a guest post from lil’ bro, a.k.a. Murphy’s Law- soon to be a regular Crate contributor!

Bobby Rush : Chicken Heads
taken from the 7″ on Galaxy (1971)

Dennis Landry : Miss Hard To Get
taken from the 7″ on Soul Unlimited (1972)

Midnight in the City of Angels.Throwing up a quick tag-team post before heading out to check local beat Maestro Garth Trinidad (the man behind Chocolate City on KCRW) on the 1’s and 2’s. The Hermanos Bethel are reunited under the auspices of a pair of gritty, early 70’s funk 45’s from the baby brother’s stash. No time for lengthy explanations at the moment; the tunes should speak for themselves. Bobby and Dennis droppin’ science!

Batata Y Su Rumba Palenquera : Ataole
taken from the compilation “Champeta Criolla Vol.2” on Palenque (2000?)

Bucovina Club vs Taraf de Haïdouks : Carolina
taken from the compilation “Electric Gypsyland” on Six Degrees (2004)

Swami : Pao Bhangra
taken from the compilation Bar Bhangra on Escondida (2005)

Tata Vasquez : Suite Guaracho Part II
taken from the compilaiton Jazz Bizniz 3 on Counterpoint (2003)

M.I.A. show in Central Park last Sunday was crucial. Barry McGee vs Swoon stimulated similarly (thanks to Aurock for the pics, and for keeping our News & Booze well stocked while Ant passes the 1 month mark in Costa Rica). I’m high and heading out of town myself. Westward bound. Making the L.A. to S.F. cruise with little bro. Expect fresh digs from the road- if possible. And now, on to this week’s music: giving props to a few comps I’ve been subway riding to lately.

Where was I when Champeta Criolla Vol.1 first dropped over here in 1998? I missed both of these gems until a couple of weeks ago. Purchase this album (subtitled: “Visionary Black Music From Underground Colombiafrica”) for the photos and artwork alone. Then flip out when you find out about an entire scene that you probably didn’t know existed. The idea of shouting/singing/rapping over old Prince Nico Mbarga records is highly appealing to me.

Whaddup to my Balkan Massive. With Gogol Bordello ripping things up, and Shantel’s repeated illness, in conjunction with several thourough listens to Nickodemus’ upcoming album, I’ve decided that the gypsy sound is right for me.

Although I haven’t yet gotten my hands on a copy of his book yet, I’ve heard Fabian Asultany spin several times and appreciated his science [*ammendment: it’s his Globesonic partner Derek Beres who has the book out, not Fabian, sorry*]. His first legit mix CD (Bhangra joints old and new) is a helpful addition to my arsenal.

Thank you Jake Behnan and Counterpoint for your service. Please continue putting out records as good as this one. This collection has a personality; the type you like talking to and dancing with at hoedowns, and never get bored of. Allow yourself to hear all the other dopeness that lies herein.

And definitely check out the Earl’s “Clash Up & Burn” mix over @ The Ten Thousand Things

Build An Ark : You’ve Gotta Have Freedom
taken from the album Peace With Every Step on Plug Research (2004)

Dwight Trible & The Life Force Trio : Antiquity
taken from the album Love Is The Answer on Ninja Tune (2005)

Now a bunch of you cats are prolly gonna think I’m a downright hippie-softypants-mush-mush-brain. Go ahead, I’ll be finding peace in these here righteous rhythms. This music is doing things that most people are scared to take seriously, it travels to places that few people have enough conviction to even believe in nowadays. It’s new music with an old soul- just listen to the lyrics on Antiquity, which was penned by Carlos Niño (aka one half of Ammoncontact); the entire poem is composed of classic record titles. Beat by Dilla. Listening to this extremely rare contemporary musical incarnation, I wonder what happened to all the positive energy from those albums? Where is it today, honestly? I just hope it catches on and spreads, this infectious positive bug that urges open-ness. It’s simple in a lot of ways. Some things should be.

You can find out info about Dwight (who’s worked with more amazing artists than I want to even begin listing) here. You can let your guard down for a minute, feel good about the world and support this modern day love warrior (and his compadres that include: Madlib, Sa-Ra, Phil Ranelin, and Adam Rudolph to name a few) by purchasing either of these fine albums here.