Go Green. Go “Be”.
Or as the saying goes…”Once you go ‘Be’, you never go back!”…or something like that.
Support New Mexico Businesses (BEyond POETry LLC), Artists (me) and 4 year old offspring (my son)…BUY LOCAL!
And for the “old school” types who still only have a CD player in their cars…we are working out the details of having 2nd run of these “sold out” CD at Talking Fountain in Albuquerque.
JazzBars with Hakim Be & Friends
By Justin De La Rosa (Published in the Local-iQ on Wednesday, December 21st 2011)
It’s odd. Every year on 9/11 I tend to be in the studio. Maybe it’s because we create to get over destruction. Coincidentally, this was a piece of the TEDxABQ Talk I did on Saturday. Production by Diles. On my album BE. Yesterday it was me and Camilo Quinones cooking a soon to be release track on relationships…get your radios ready.
REPRISE: Bringing back the first compilation by Diles, Mood Static. Some familiar faces from Gut Feeling…including me! “Take a Number featuring Hakim Be”
New Hakim Be & Diles!!! Check out “Fire Sale” on Gut Feeling. For the beatminers you can also get Gut Feeling (Instrumentals) at Bandcamp. Click through the cover art above and you can listen to Fire Sale and see more production by Diles! www.visceralview.com
Letter to Hip Hop I (June 17th, 2011, Live Creation for Urban Verbs Show, Barelas USA)
-Hakim Be
Dear Hip Hop
Open your speakers
So you can speak
“Us”
Hear us
Mirrors
We are what you look like
In the morning
Good morning
From the kids you never slept on
Chased Boogie Monsters out of our imagination
Through headphones
The ones I snuck
Under sheet music
When mom banished the TV from my bedroom
From the generation that considered silence
Violence
You lullabied us
Pops worked two jobs so I could buy you
And I knew
When I grew up
I wanted to be just like you
The bastard Love Child of Gospel and Rock
You are what Blues turned into
Just to get hitchhikers to pick her up
A wax museum of classic sculptures
That never so much as flinched
When they called you a vulture
You’re the swan song of ugly ducklings
With your puberty of percussion
You turned awkward into popular
For many an acne’d b-girl
And four-eyed beat boxer
For all the kids
Who couldn’t play
Football, basketball or soccer
The same kids who
Stayed up all night
Playing Halo
And make believe movies of mobsters
But your competition’s a little more honest
Two heartless sleeves in a steel cage match
Soul, saliva and spit
Sprawled across the celebrity death rap
We fight the way you taught us
In the absence of battered mothers
And abusive fathers
We became dead beat authors
Break beat martyrs
The music of YOUR generation
Resurrected in HI-DEFinition audio
Dear Hip-Hop
We bomb these letters
Upside the womb of your Manhattan Projects
We are your Trinity products
However, nonviolent
The kids who are still feeling you
In Hiroshima and Nagasaki
(C) Hakim Bellamy, June 17th 2011 during Urban Verbs Friday Night Performance
Please peep what my musicman (Urban Verbs) does with this classic beat that’s been used and used before…by way of Black New Mexico Emcees…hence Burque Noir. Thanks Diles!
Urban Verbs coming to a Barelas near you…(June 17th, 18th & 19th)
For tickets visit Brown Paper Tickets
Friday and Saturday, June 17th 7pm & 18th 8pm. $12 in advance/$15 at the door. (Click the pic above to be linked thru to Brown Paper Tickets!)
Check out our melody at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mp9PdZZC3f0
Educators, philanthropists and community org. show for STUDENTS ONLY Sunday, June 19th 1pm ($10 Student Seats) with Q & A with Urban Verbs members afterwards!
For details contact soothxsayer@yahoo.com