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e-dubble is a truthful, independent artist; with a cognitive, lyrical style of awareness and progressive instrumental sound. E-dubbles debut album Hip-Hop is Go
Growing up in the suburbs of Philadelphia e-dubble gained his first appreciation for music from his singing, guitar playing father. Weaving vivid narratives with sing-along choruses, classic melodies and driving rhythms, his father's songs were influential in e-dubble's future artistic endeavors. Being the youngest in a household full of music, e-dubble had exposure to a variety of genres... From memorizing Paul Simon's "Graceland" with his father, to stealing his sister's Snoop Doggy Dogg's Doggystyle tape, e-dubble quickly gained a flavor for the eclectic. Recording songs straight from the radio onto his fisher price boombox's tape deck- his mixtapes sampled hits spanning artists from Tribe Called Quest, to Bruce Springsteen, to Nirvana, to Dr. Dre. It was around this time that e-dubble's penchant for rap music, a genre still in its formative years, began to grow. Courtesy of his substantial stature and creativity he was able to work around the freshly adopted parental advisory sticker program, and take advantage of loop-holes within the cd-a-month mailer system; allowing him to build an impressive collection of his favorite rap music. Artists such as Warren G, Wu-Tang Clan and Notorious B.I.G. funneled through his headphones each night, providing an escape from the mundane world of homework. The array of musical influences from his childhood molded him as a truthful, independent artist; with a cognitive, lyrical style of awareness and a progressive instrumental sound. e-dubble started crafting his unique sound and lyrical style when he began attending St. Mary's College of Maryland where he met future band mate Skeltz. What started off as two friends making beats, and mixing "power hour" tapes quickly materialized into a long portfolio of tracks. In 2002 Skeltz introduced e-dub to some of his musically inclined high school friends from Baltimore. Tup, Stubbs and Glaze who were attending University of Maryland; and Peter Muth at Wheeling Jesuit University. The six friends began producing songs, ranging from rap to rock to country, and in looking for an easy format to exchange their new creations formed the website Irishtoothache.com in 2003. The popularity of the makeshift group resulted in several successful college shows and opening performances for signed artists. Upon graduation from college e-dubble took the summer off, moved in with his gracious parents and took to the basement, creating his first official mixtape entitled "Straight Outta St. Mary's." It was well received among friends, family and fans but upon completion e-dubble knew it was time to get ready for the real world. e-dubble moved to Northern Liberties, Philadelphia, then settled on a house in neighboring Fishtown and continued work on his music. Over the next two years e-dubble held a number of jobs, including Minor A.R. for a now defunct record label. He quickly learned some of the ills of the record industry, which lessened the blow when the company went bust in April 2008. e-dubble saw the lay-off as an opportunity, and in June of 2008 moved to Baltimore to live with his friends and irishtoothache collaborators... Together they formed the popular Baltimore hip-hop band Young English, and played their first show in July of 2008. The group went on to purchase a beautifully renovated warehouse, aptly dubbed "The Hampden Mansion," where e-dubble would later go on to write, record, and produce his debut album hip-hop is good. Today the group spends much of its time converting the 6,000 squarefoot, historic landmark into a full music and video production studio, with the full length Young English LP slated as their first project.
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February 09, 2011
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verse 1: they wanna know the state of that union what we're all immune too what the f*** we clapping for? what the f*** the shrooms do? where the f*** my drink go? tryna get my head clear tryna figure out the path we took to just get here no cheers, no sounds quiet while they contemplate searching for the storyline tryna to finally consummate ...or was it consummate. pronounce dominance salute to the narrative somebody's live blogging it up so we in realtime status says "lovin' it" til' they let that motherf*** er go and cop a double clip and what's the reason for it? and is it treason for a middle path temper to be agitated even more? or do we stick to one side and never pole vault? never shake and bake no lawry's no salt and no spice to it, I put the ice to it turpentine don hard enough to cut right through it chorus: we put our heart in, to pull the words out with a glass in the hand pull the nerves out you hear a pin drop, but your ears close while the notes keep playing for your heroes live through circuits run that routine find your purpose tie your shoe strings i take solace in my looseleaf what's your poison can it soothe me i stay drinking verse 2: i am on that chevy volt cold sh** no i'm never gassed up boogaloo electric never pull a fast one i ain't into gimmicks but the people want an image so I'm Mr. Transparent while the ferris wheel's spinning rat race I am truant to it... hollerin' Bueller we're just at the tailgate... brought our own cooler f*** that stress sh** , who's got next game? connect 4 while we run that chess game i'm only playing when i'm laughing with ansari snapping at these f*** ers tryna figure out antares auto-tune slow pokes they are pretty charming jambox jammed up... back to the Laundry cuz' this is real life, no frills, real pain cheap vodka and a couple tanks of propane we need heat even if it's only thursday 52 weeks, 53 happy birthdays verse 3: at the end of the day there are no real differences tryna dodge the bitterness of that griffin kid family guy's peter pan they missing it tryna fly high stay young blake griffin sh** -business end of the stick they on that chuck sheen hate what they've become even with the luxury 2 and a half men, I am more like 3 in one i don't mean to brag but I feel I got the midas touch golden, yes I'm feeling golden tryna make those pained past days seem olden throw a f*** ing fist up, we are never folding origami mama's get they labias swollen i will put it on you, it will never wash off this ink is indeliable throw away the wash cloth throw away the soap box, i be on the main stage flipping the looseleaf now we're on the same page cuz' we put verse 4: still killing the average, still looking for change still dodging the arrows, still paving the lane still drinking the poison tryna to stay sane thumbs up, blue skies, green grass all day sunny side it... no more f*** in' hiding no more second fiddle sh** , let em' play biden we don't autopilot, never on cruise control we are mashing pedals in tell them fellas move along tell em' make a little room, tell em make a bigger room tell em' its a starter pistol, let em' pull the trigger too let em get their groove back tell em it's what stella did they ain't even listening, they don't know what stellar is they don't know the cellar sh** , they don't know the basement they don't know where the tascam or the tapes went tell those f*** ers everything, build a f*** ing covenant show em' how you do it too, let em' know you love this sh**
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