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Ledisi: NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert.

Nov. 21, 2017 | Suraya Mohamed –Singer and songwriter Ledisi is a veteran R&B queen, which she immediately affirmed at the Tiny Desk with her powerful opening tune “Let Love Rule.” It’s the title song of her latest album, and a dazzling display of vocal range and technique. And yet, it hardly showcases the full scope of her artistic expertise.

Classically trained, Ledisi is also celebrated as a jazz artist, which she clearly demonstrated when she broke out into a effortless scat outro on her second song, “I Blame You.” With nine Grammy nominations and an impressive discography, it’s easy to be awed by her musical accomplishments. But in person, what’s just as impressive as her exquisite artistry is her radiant spirit of contentment and grace.

You can see it when Terrell, her makeup artist, goes behind the desk between songs to powder her face. (It was an exceptionally hot day.) Ledisi responded to the interruptions not like a diva, but with humor, humility and gratitude. The lyrics to the third song, “Add To Me,” speak to having self-confidence and ensuring self-care in any relationship: “I’ve been in a spiritual space / So when it’s getting hard, don’t break / Show me you’re a winner, I don’t need a quitter / How you gon’ add to me?”

Ledisi finishes the set with a tribute to Prince and even more positive messaging. “High” is about being high on life — a reminder that no matter what chaos and circumstances exist, we should all find one good thing to love every day.

Set List “Let Love Rule” “I Blame You” “Add To Me” “High”

Musicians Ledisi (vocals); Sara Williams (vocals); Kerry Marshall (guitar); James Agnew (percussion)

Credits Producers: Suraya Mohamed, Morgan Noelle Smith; Creative Director: Bob Boilen; Audio Engineer: Josh Rogosin; Videographers: Morgan Noelle Smith, Beck Harlan, Alyse Young; Production Assistant: Salvatore Maicki; Photo: Jennifer Kerrigan/NPR

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Noname: Tiny Desk Concert

Bobby Carter | April 3, 2017 – Here’s a fun fact about Noname’s Tiny Desk Concert: It almost didn’t happen. Around the time of their D.C. stop, she (born Fatimah Warner) and her bandmates got their first dose of tour sickness. Thanks to rest, medicine and our mutual excitement, she made her way into the NPR offices the following day. If there ever was a ‘Noname’ way of doing things, this is definitely her signature method. It’s in the way she’s able to muster a smile while performing a heartbreaking tale of abortion. It’s those sometimes bleak, melancholy lyrics over brilliant, colorful production. These intriguing juxtapositions are what propelled Telefone to our top 50 albums of 2016. She prefaced her performance of “Reality Check” by saying: “I kind of talk in like, scramble-think, so hopefully you guys follow it.” “Scramble-think” refers to the clever metaphors she weaves in detailing the many ways she’s dodged destiny. On “Bye Bye Baby,” she raps: Somebody let the yellow in Bye bye blue I’m gonna fall in love again These lyrics, their colors, represent the sector she commands in hip-hop today. The yellow: The bright side. (Of course, there’s plenty of gloom and doom to rap about — especially coming from Chicago — but there’s also plenty of light.) There’s an appropriate moment of silence in the office, before the applause, following her emotional medley. She asked us if we liked it. We loved it — and you likely will too.

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So let’s talk about how the Jewish people killed the black movie industry. – @OgbeniAyotunde

So let’s talk about how the Jewish people killed the black movie industry. They called it Blaxploitation, they told us we were exploiting ourselves. Today black actors and actresses are getting raped for Oscars. Lets talk about the Hip Hop Industry…… – @OgbeniAyotunde

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Make America Crip Again. – Snoop Dogg

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The Yoruba Ewi Music Sounds of Remi and Aremu.


Just when I thought there was nothing exciting in the music industry, I came upon Remi and Aremu. They come with the freshest sounds, style and talent to setoff a revolution on the music scene. @OgbeniAyotunde

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‘Posed to be…
Land of the free
I don’t see how
Count me in
America (America)
Sweet land of liberty y’all

I’m doing this one for the struggle
And every bad doin’ brotha
Sista, daddy and mother
Who livin’ in the gutter
You want
Better cars
And a better heart
Another start
Yo’ own yard
And a place to park
You wanna
Trust ’em – why?
And a better li’ (life)
A bigger crib
And a home cooked meal
Every single night
Hell, I feel what you
Goin’ through
But I coulda warned you
When it’s time to be a man
Do all you can
See other lands
And don’t be livin’ for the other man
Take time out and settle in
Be the better man
And closely watch your friends
And then
You’ll understand
A lil’ better then
But on the other hand
You so god damn stubboran
And you be
Startin’ shit
And ever since you made president
We ain’t even seen you since
You need to (You need to)
Fill our schools
Rebuild our church and homes
Stop killin’ my own kind
And leave my Earth alone
And stop tappin’ my phone
And searchin’ my brone
And keep your personal feelings home
When you bandin’ my chrome
Do it for the
Weak and the strong
And to each his own
We do it for the main goal
So when all the heat is gone

This game wasn’t told to me (Told to me)
It was sold to me (Sold to me)
And we are never free (No!)
No way
Not in America (Not America)
Not America (Not in America uh-uh)
Our country ’tis of thee (’tis of thee)
Land of Liberty (Liberty)
But that’ll never be (Never Be – NO!)
No way
Not in America (uh-uh Not in this America)
Not in America (No)

You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck —
then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck —
you a nigga
World champYou only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck — then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck — you a nigga
World champions and you M.V.P — you a nigga
4 degrees and a Ph.D — still a nigga
To use your platinum card you need four IDs — then you’s a nigga
If your skin is brown just like me — then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a FAT ass raise — you still a nigga
You from the islands and your peoples wasn’t slaves — you a nigga
No matter how much your ass get paid — you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop — cause you a nigga
That’s why I hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal
They inter-catching you with satellites in deep space
Now…Who invented niggas in the first place?
And said America is the original birthplace?
Who gettin’ 10 – 20 – Life on they first case?
My niggas 

I’m doin’ this one for the
Kids in the streets
Who ain’t missed a beat
Do it for the
Deaf and the blind
And those who don’t eat meat
Do it for all the
Children of the corn
And the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials
And all the lies you done sworn
How you gon’ keep the man
Old Mr. Crooked ass preachin’ man
When your whole congregation drivin’ a brand new Benz
And writing brand new sins
Lyin’ on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin’ time in the pen ~Trick Daddy & Society – “AmeriKKKa” 




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The New African Slave.

This is 10 minutes of a new documentary am still editing, The New African Slave. Codeine is sold over the counter (OTC) in Nigeria for about $1.50 for a 12oz bottle. There is a codeine addiction epidemic in Nigeria affecting the youth and women including married women.

There is extreme poverty in Nigeria, where the few rich infect the poor with the devil’s english.

Soundtrack by Shabaka Sounds

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Abayomi, your average Nigerian teenager.

16yr old Abayomi is your average Nigerian teenager and the face of millions of teenagers from poor homes. Today Abayomi is working at a construction site as a day laborer for $3. At 16 he is already a skilled mason, carpenter and electrician.

Based on living in extreme poverty you might expect Abayomi and his friends to be roaming the streets high on codeine, robbing and stealing, or an easy recruit for a terrorist group, on the contrary, Abayomi and his friends Taiwo and Kehinde are working hard everyday and going to school.

The other day I asked Abayomi why he had so much positive energy. He told me it was natural to him cause his father is the same way. He said he wouldn’t take drugs cause it would alter the natural highness he was gifted with.