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		<title>More K&#8217;Naan goodness &#8211; free download</title>
		<link>http://carstenknoch.com/2009/08/more-knaan-goodness-free-download/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 02:22:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Carsten Knoch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I sometimes channel Robert Nesta up above.&#8221; I had mentioned in my previous review of K&#8217;naan&#8217;s work that there was more than a little Marley in his voice and words. Now teamed with J.Period (DJ/producer for Lauryn Hill, The Roots, Kanye West, Q-Tip and Mary J. Blige), he drops the first three tracks of a [...]]]></description>
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<p>&#8220;I sometimes channel Robert Nesta up above.&#8221; I had mentioned in my <a href="http://carstenknoch.com/2009/06/19/listening-to-knaan/">previous review</a> of K&#8217;naan&#8217;s work that there was more than a little Marley in his voice and words. Now teamed with J.Period (DJ/producer for Lauryn Hill, The Roots, Kanye West, Q-Tip and Mary J. Blige), he drops the first three tracks of a new mixtape release channeling and interpreting Fela Kuti, Bob Marley and Bob Dylan. Full of great rhymes and fabulous, familiar music, these three tracks explore what meaning the music of the previous generation&#8217;s musician-messengers holds for today&#8217;s MC. Love the references to Google and Nova Scotia. You can always tell a smart Canadian&#8217;s on the mic when those two appear in the same song less than 30 seconds apart :)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.jperiod.com/knaan/">Download three tracks here</a>.</p>
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		<title>Listening to: K&#8217;Naan</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 19:24:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Carsten Knoch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m a dreamer but I ain&#8217;t the only one &#124; Got problems, but we love to have fun &#124; This is our world, from here to your hood &#124; We alive man, it&#8217;s okay to feel good Delivered in a sing-song that&#8217;s not entirely unlike Jay-Z&#8217;s 2003 single &#8217;99 Problems&#8217; (but without the menace), &#8216;Dreamer&#8217; [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div id="attachment_1871" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 190px"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dusty-Foot-Philosopher-Dvd-Dlx/dp/B0017V2112/teabowl-20"><img class="size-full wp-image-1871 " title="K'Naan Dusty Foot" src="http://carstenknoch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/KNaan-Dusty-Foot.jpg" alt="K'Naan Dusty Foot" width="180" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dusty-Foot-Philosopher-Dvd-Dlx/dp/B0017V2112/teabowl-20">Buy from Amazon.com</a></p></div>
<p><em>I&#8217;m a dreamer but I ain&#8217;t the only one | Got problems, but we love to have fun | This is our world, from here to your hood | We alive man, it&#8217;s okay to feel good</em></p>
<p>Delivered in a sing-song that&#8217;s not entirely unlike Jay-Z&#8217;s 2003 single &#8217;99 Problems&#8217; (but without the menace), &#8216;Dreamer&#8217; by Somali/Canadian rapper K&#8217;naan is a good starting point for listening. He was 13 when he left Somalia, a war-torn African country that instantly credentializes K&#8217;naan, in a way. Like the reviewer at <a href="http://www.popmatters.com/pm/review/knaan-the-dusty-foot-philosopher/">PopMatters</a> said, you&#8217;d like to listen to the music on its own merits, but that&#8217;s sort of difficult when the MC is from one of the world&#8217;s political hot zones, mostly ignored by the world community and a place where civil war essentially continues without an end in sight, to this day.</p>
<p>Continuing with the biography for a moment, K&#8217;naan&#8217;s family left left Somalia on the last commercial plane out in 1991, first settling in New York City (where K&#8217;naan&#8217;s father had already lived and worked as a cab driver for a few years), and later in Toronto, Canada. K&#8217;naan knew early that he liked hip hop, learning lyrics from Rakim and Nas records phonetically before he learned English. Right from the outset, there was always a strong world music inflection to K&#8217;naan&#8217;s music and lyrics; he was no gansta but a man with a political mission. &#8216;Discovered&#8217; by Youssou N&#8217;Dour while delivering a spoken word performance in front of the <a href="http://www.unhcr.org/">United Nations High Commission for Refugees</a> in 1999, K&#8217;naan&#8217;s first record, <em>The Dusty Foot Philosopher</em> was released in Canada in 2005 and finally saw a US release in 2008. (All of this info courtesy of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K%27naan">Wikipedia</a>, of course.)</p>
<p>It&#8217;s an imaginative, interesting and engaging record with more than enough musical interest to match K&#8217;naan&#8217;s strong poetry. As discussed by other reviewers, K&#8217;naan sounds a little like Eminem &#8211; less angry, less clever with his words, perhaps, but also significantly less acerbic and hurtful. I&#8217;m reminded more of the Fugees during their classic <em>The Score</em> period. The Fugees always sounded as if they were dipping their feet in their Caribbean origins, sounding a little reggae, a little soca, a little zouk and a lot r&amp;b in addition to their conscious but not fun-averse rap. And in a way, that&#8217;s exactly the kind of sound K&#8217;naan achieves. There&#8217;s as much party and pop in his records as there are in, say, the latest 50 Cent oeuvre. But it&#8217;s a different kind of party, one where women are a little more respected, where the partiers discuss the politics of back home while some Fela Kuti or fiery Afro-jazz rumbles in the background (something like the middle section of <em>Troubadour</em>&#8216;s &#8216;Fire in Freetown,&#8217; maybe).</p>
<blockquote><p>I walk with three kids that can&#8217;t wait to meet God lately | That&#8217;s Bucktooth, Mohammed and Crybaby | What they do everyday just to eat, Lord have mercy | Strapped with an AK and they blood thirsty | So what&#8217;s hardcore, really? Are you hardcore? Hmm&#8230; | So what&#8217;s hardcore, really? Are you hardcore? Hmm&#8230;</p></blockquote>
<p>K&#8217;naan is a man with a message, and, like any poet on a mission, it&#8217;s often delivered in a less-than-subtle way. Hip hop has never been a subtle art form, and so subtlety is not a requirement. Being cleverer, sharper and more insightful is; and K&#8217;naan definitely makes himself heard on these records. Marley looms large in K&#8217;naan&#8217;s CDs to date &#8211; he&#8217;s there in the sing-song, and in the moments when K&#8217;naan directly invokes and channels him. That&#8217;s another parallel to the Fugees: Wyclef has made a very successful career out of channeling Bob Marley, in voice and lyrics often sounding uncannily like him. K&#8217;naan follows this model in many ways; <em>Troubadour</em>, released in 2009, was even recorded at Marley&#8217;s Tuff Gong Studios in Jamaica.</p>
<div id="attachment_1872" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 190px"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Troubadour-Knaan/dp/B001L2I27O/teabowl-20"><img class="size-full wp-image-1872 " title="K'Naan Troubadour" src="http://carstenknoch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/KNaan-Troubadour.jpg" alt="K'Naan Troubadour" width="180" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Troubadour-Knaan/dp/B001L2I27O/teabowl-20">Buy from Amazon.com</a></p></div>
<p>Comparing the two records, it&#8217;s clear that <em>The Dusty Foot Philosopher</em> is a more interesting, better-produced record, while <em>Troubadour</em> is more consistent, poppier, lighter and more party-oriented. Production on both records was handled by Canadian production duo <a href="http://www.trackandfieldproductions.com/">Track &amp; Field</a> (Gerald Eaton and Brian West of r&amp;b band The Philosopher Kings, also the producers behind Nelly Furtado&#8217;s first two albums which had a whimsy similar to <em>The Dusty Foot Philosopher</em>), and their sound is always impeccable. There isn&#8217;t a single track on these two CDs that falls into that category of &#8220;didn&#8217;t need to hear that&#8221; so many hip hop records are plagued by. The beats are always elegant, never heavy-handed, and there are so many acoustic instruments here that aural fatigue doesn&#8217;t have a chance to set in. K&#8217;naan is a gifted MC and a good singer, alternating between the idioms with great ease.</p>
<p>Where <em>The Dusty Foot Philosopher</em> is angry about the state of the world, its steadfast ignoring of Africa&#8217;s plight and strife, and driven by the impulse to spread the word, <em>Troubadour</em> picks up the story of a highly assimilated quick-learner immigrant grappling and coming to terms with life in Canada. Waiting for money transfers from Western Union (&#8217;15 Minutes Away&#8217;) or integrating the breakup of his mother&#8217;s marriage after what sounds like domestic violence (&#8216;Take a Minute&#8217;), these are Canadian preoccupations. Perhaps not typical middle-class Canadian preoccupations, but observant analyses of the African diaspora&#8217;s life in the Greath North.</p>
<p>And, taken against this background, maybe <em>Troubadour</em>&#8216;s more streamlined sounds are entirely appropriate &#8211; a reflection of K&#8217;naan&#8217;s participation in weaving the ongoing fabric of the music of Africa&#8217;s great international migration. His main shingle may say hip hop, but this is much more universal than that. Africa, as it does so often, turns lemons into lemonade in its cultural exports.</p>
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		<title>Poem: tibet</title>
		<link>http://carstenknoch.com/2009/01/poem-tibet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 05:02:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Carsten Knoch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[to tibet she thinks where it is quiet i wish to sit in a little cell of stone and gold my clothes and things would not be important and i would listen to the birds in my heart to decide why i always choose the wrong man to decide if i want to recluse myself [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>to tibet </em>she thinks<em> where it is quiet<br />
i wish to sit in a little cell of stone and gold<br />
my clothes and things would not be important<br />
and i would listen to the birds in my heart<br />
to decide<br />
why i always choose the wrong man<br />
to decide<br />
if i want to recluse myself forever<br />
but i’m not sure </em>she thinks<em> i want<br />
to carry on searching to find<br />
a little cell of stone and gold<br />
inside me one day<br />
one day </em>she says<em> i’m going to tibet</em></p>
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		<title>Poem: [what remains ...]</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 04:58:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Carsten Knoch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[what remains is a certain feeling an aridity a lawless guilt some unsung heroes in the quiet the midmorning after you gunned me down with your love took me in your arms and pressed so tight what was then i; the silent white smoke from the tips of your fingers you blew away with a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>what remains<br />
is a certain feeling<br />
an aridity a lawless guilt<br />
some unsung heroes in the quiet<br />
the midmorning after you<br />
gunned me down with your love<br />
took me in your arms<br />
and pressed so tight<br />
what was then<br />
i;<br />
the silent white smoke<br />
from the tips of your fingers<br />
you blew away with a smile<br />
warmly you touched me<br />
on the chest<br />
when i got cold and shivered<br />
at you<br />
you spoke the last words<br />
i will ever grasp<br />
that is<br />
what remains</p>
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		<title>Poetry</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 04:36:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Carsten Knoch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Between 1990 and 1995, I wrote poetry. Drawn to finding a creative outlet during a time of newfound English language proficiency, I stumbled upon a group of Cape Town poets organized by Peter Horn, then professor of German at UCT (where I was studying). Peter had impeccable political, academic and writing credentials, and had put [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beta500/97819986/"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-1930" title="typewriter by beta500 via Flickr" src="http://carstenknoch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/typewriter-by-beta500-via-Flickr.jpg" alt="typewriter by beta500 via Flickr" width="500" height="332" /></a>Between 1990 and 1995, I wrote poetry. Drawn to finding a creative outlet during a time of newfound English language proficiency, I stumbled upon a group of Cape Town poets organized by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Horn">Peter Horn</a>, then professor of German at UCT (where I was studying). Peter had impeccable political, academic and writing credentials, and had put together a poetry circle that met at his house in the Cape Town suburb of Lansdowne once every month or so. So, faithfully, my friends <a href="http://groundwork.wordpress.com/">Rustum</a>, Joy (an American exchange student) and I drove out to Lansdowne in my rickety white Golf with the 1.6 Litre Jetta engine and the bad brakes. On the way, we smoked cigarettes, listened to music and brought our own wine when we could afford it.</p>
<p>At Peter and Annette&#8217;s house, 6-10 writers regularly congregated as the &#8220;Lansdowne Local.&#8221; Originally conceived as a &#8216;local&#8217; chapter of the Congress of South African Writers (COSAW), my memory now suggests that it may never have been formally constituted as such, probably because politics, though ever-present (these were heady times in South Africa), were never the primary reason to meet and read. I met a number of past, present and future luminaries of the South African literary scene and was lucky to have them listen to my often meager novice attempts at writing poems. I wrote and wrote and wrote&#8230; after realizing, through Peter&#8217;s thoughtful mentoring, that writing creatively was 90% sweat. You had to show up and do the work.</p>
<p>Reading in front of others was initially hard but became easier after the first few successes. Poets are a welcoming lot, and the encouraging words from people who wrote much better than I helped me a lot. I was published in a few &#8220;Landsdowne Local&#8221; anthologies, small publications created on Peter&#8217;s then cutting-edge personal computer and printed locally (university printers, undoubtedly).</p>
<p>In 1994, I moved away and stopped being part of the small community that supported and encouraged me. So I stopped writing poetry. Simple as that.</p>
<p>Lately, I have found a few of my old poems, dusty and hidden under layers of digital debris, strewn across the far reaches of the Internet. Two were posted by myself almost exactly 15 years ago in rec.arts.poems. The <a href="http://www.archive.org/web/web.php">Wayback Machine</a> has a few more, published by Peter on a no-longer-there version of UCT&#8217;s website. I must have 3.5&#8243; floppy disks with many more on them somewhere. Of course, I don&#8217;t have a floppy disk drive anymore, so it&#8217;s anyone&#8217;s guess if I&#8217;ll ever be able to retrieve them (or whether the disks would still work after all these years in storage).</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll post one or two of the better ones from 15 years ago here. And maybe I&#8217;ll write some new ones one of these days.</p>
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		<title>Shane Koyczan</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 06:30:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This guy is awesome. He&#8217;s the most inspiring poet I&#8217;ve read/heard in a long time. I don&#8217;t follow poetry much anymore. I used to write it and now I think I want to, again. (Direct URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=yjjKchi7DWQ) Shane&#8217;s first book is also incredible &#8211; I find that his performances are often very fast (though he [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This guy is awesome. He&#8217;s the most inspiring poet I&#8217;ve read/heard in a long time. I don&#8217;t follow poetry much anymore. I used to write it and now I think I want to, again.</p>
<p><object width="450" height="362" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="src" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjjKchi7DWQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><embed width="450" height="362" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjjKchi7DWQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" allowFullScreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" /></object></p>
<p>(Direct URL: <a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=yjjKchi7DWQ">http://youtube.com/watch?v=yjjKchi7DWQ)</a></p>
<p>Shane&#8217;s first book is also incredible &#8211; I find that his performances are often very fast (though he also has great &#8216;flow&#8217; to use that hip hop term, so they&#8217;re a joy to listen to or watch) and having the book helps me appreciate the words.</p>
<p>[amtap book:isbn=0973813105]</p>
<p>(Direct URL: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/o/ASIN/0973813105/">http://www.amazon.com/o/ASIN/0973813105/</a>)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.myspace.com/shanekoyczanandtheshortstorylong">Link</a> to Shane&#8217;s MySpace, where he showcases some tracks recorded with a band called The Short Story Long.</p>
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