9th Wonder has a smooth and soulful production style that relies on samples from artists such as Al Green and Curtis Mayfield. He attributes the bass lines that he uses in production to DJ Premier, Pete Rock and J Dilla, while he claims to have learned the sampling of "Wails and moans" from other works of music and where to position them in his songs from RZA.
Music career
9th Wonder's first significant career breakthrough came in 2003 when, as an up-and-coming producer, he released an unofficial remix album of Nas' 2002 album God's Son entitled God's Stepson. Released through internet outlets, the album garnered significant attention and acclaim. The producer has said that he was not thinking in terms of using it to generate a buzz or promote his skills at that point: "I never thought any of this of me as a producer was going to happen." The album has since been credited as starting the now regular trend for unofficial 'home-made' remixes of whole albums.
Tokyo! is a 2008 anthology film containing three segments written by three non-Japanese directors, all of which were filmed in Tokyo, Japan. Michel Gondry directed "Interior Design", Leos Carax directed "Merde", and Bong Joon-ho directed "Shaking Tokyo".
Plot
"Interior Design"
Directed by Michel Gondry. It is an adaptation of the short story comic "Cecil and Jordan in New York" by Gabrielle Bell.
Hiroko and Akira (Ayako Fujitani and Ryō Kase) are a young couple from the provinces who arrive in Tokyo with limited funds, short-term lodging and what appears to be a solid and mutually supportive relationship that will seemingly carry them through any challenge. Akira is an aspiring filmmaker whose debut feature will soon screen in the city — and hopefully lead to a more solid career; in the interim, he lands work wrapping gifts at a local department store. After securing short-term housing in the cramped studio apartment of old school chum Akemi (Ayumi Ito) — a career girl with a demanding boyfriend who grows weary of Akemi's houseguests — Hiroko hits the streets of Tokyo in search of a suitable apartment, finding a series of rat-infested hovels that neither she nor Akira can afford on their limited salaries. After Akira's film screens to dubious acclaim, one spectator informs Hiroko of the inherent struggles in relationships between creative types: often, one half of a couple feels invisible, useless, or unappreciated, something Hiroko relates to wholeheartedly in the wake of her numerous trials and tribulations in the unfamiliar city of Tokyo. She starts to question her role in the relationship, resulting in a startling transformation in which she turns into a wooden chair, and is taken in by a young man.
The song entered and peaked at #4 on Swedish Trackslistan on 24 February 2007 and charted for six weeks. The song peaked at #1 on the Swedish singles chart on 22 February 2007.
From my mixtape "Grade School: The ReMixtape"
Lyrics:
Free seein', believin', no reason.
I dream of Paris and the sights set no treason.
I'm breezin', like leaves in fall season.
The wheezin' of football players keep me pleased 'n.
I watch the fellows, the mellow of the yellows.
Mixed with blue shades when their faces say "hello."
Did you get that, the grass stays below
Just as my head when I sleep, like pillow.
All the shades of green keep my flow serene.
The screen blocks addiction, like o-line feins.
Pure lead way, don't let out the gray.
Then stray from the haters, let off the steam.
The aura of the tomb gets raided like Laura.
I'm just passin' out my gift, call me Santa, Clara.
Like the beach, population is of bleach.
The breach of other color is of some other nic...
Full album - 48.37 minutes
00:00 1. "Whatever You Say (Remix I) (feat. Little Brother)"
04:35 2. "Whatever You Say (Remix II) (feat. Little Brother)"
08:40 3. ...
Full album - 48.37 minutes
00:00 1. "Whatever You Say (Remix I) (feat. Little Brother)"
04:35 2. "Whatever You Say (Remix II) (feat. Little Brother)"
08:40 3. "Am I Dreaming?"
10:58 4. "Hi Baby (Instrumental)"
13:58 5. "Watch Me (Instrumental)"
15:49 6. "City Star Srut (Instrumental)"
19:23 7. "Oh yeah (feat. Phonte, Grap Luva, & Kevin Brown)"
23:01 8. "Always (feat. Kevin Brown)"
26:37 9. "From The Basement (feat. Phonte & Grap Luva)"
35:02 10. "Funky (Instrumental)"
40:50 11."Night Cruise (Instrumental)"
44:34 12. "Hello Tokyo (Instrumental)"
From my mixtape "Grade School: The ReMixtape"
Lyrics:
Free seein', believin', no reason.
I dream of Paris and the sights set no treason.
I'm breezin', lik...
From my mixtape "Grade School: The ReMixtape"
Lyrics:
Free seein', believin', no reason.
I dream of Paris and the sights set no treason.
I'm breezin', like leaves in fall season.
The wheezin' of football players keep me pleased 'n.
I watch the fellows, the mellow of the yellows.
Mixed with blue shades when their faces say "hello."
Did you get that, the grass stays below
Just as my head when I sleep, like pillow.
All the shades of green keep my flow serene.
The screen blocks addiction, like o-line feins.
Pure lead way, don't let out the gray.
Then stray from the haters, let off the steam.
The aura of the tomb gets raided like Laura.
I'm just passin' out my gift, call me Santa, Clara.
Like the beach, population is of bleach.
The breach of other color is of some other niche.
Pick up from the last, like I'm rhymin' in Ecology.
Don't take back my words, don't approve of an apology.
Look down like the Eiffel, a sympathetic psychology.
No need in lookin' up cuz I am my own prodigy.
Compared to a barbershop, bitch, I got buzz.
Grow it out a little longer, bitch, I got fuzz.
Go to sleep in Paris, wake up on Mars.
In a land full of stars, and bars of flyin' cars.
I rhyme above par, so catch me with the birdies.
Surely flow every line so I keep the verse sturdy.
Packed fulla a diction, so sometimes it's wordy.
I'm on my way home from Tokyo, and back to the Dirty.
From my mixtape "Grade School: The ReMixtape"
Lyrics:
Free seein', believin', no reason.
I dream of Paris and the sights set no treason.
I'm breezin', like leaves in fall season.
The wheezin' of football players keep me pleased 'n.
I watch the fellows, the mellow of the yellows.
Mixed with blue shades when their faces say "hello."
Did you get that, the grass stays below
Just as my head when I sleep, like pillow.
All the shades of green keep my flow serene.
The screen blocks addiction, like o-line feins.
Pure lead way, don't let out the gray.
Then stray from the haters, let off the steam.
The aura of the tomb gets raided like Laura.
I'm just passin' out my gift, call me Santa, Clara.
Like the beach, population is of bleach.
The breach of other color is of some other niche.
Pick up from the last, like I'm rhymin' in Ecology.
Don't take back my words, don't approve of an apology.
Look down like the Eiffel, a sympathetic psychology.
No need in lookin' up cuz I am my own prodigy.
Compared to a barbershop, bitch, I got buzz.
Grow it out a little longer, bitch, I got fuzz.
Go to sleep in Paris, wake up on Mars.
In a land full of stars, and bars of flyin' cars.
I rhyme above par, so catch me with the birdies.
Surely flow every line so I keep the verse sturdy.
Packed fulla a diction, so sometimes it's wordy.
I'm on my way home from Tokyo, and back to the Dirty.
From my mixtape "Grade School: The ReMixtape"
Lyrics:
Free seein', believin', no reason.
I dream of Paris and the sights set no treason.
I'm breezin', like leaves in fall season.
The wheezin' of football players keep me pleased 'n.
I watch the fellows, the mellow of the yellows.
Mixed with blue shades when their faces say "hello."
Did you get that, the grass stays below
Just as my head when I sleep, like pillow.
All the shades of green keep my flow serene.
The screen blocks addiction, like o-line feins.
Pure lead way, don't let out the gray.
Then stray from the haters, let off the steam.
The aura of the tomb gets raided like Laura.
I'm just passin' out my gift, call me Santa, Clara.
Like the beach, population is of bleach.
The breach of other color is of some other niche.
Pick up from the last, like I'm rhymin' in Ecology.
Don't take back my words, don't approve of an apology.
Look down like the Eiffel, a sympathetic psychology.
No need in lookin' up cuz I am my own prodigy.
Compared to a barbershop, bitch, I got buzz.
Grow it out a little longer, bitch, I got fuzz.
Go to sleep in Paris, wake up on Mars.
In a land full of stars, and bars of flyin' cars.
I rhyme above par, so catch me with the birdies.
Surely flow every line so I keep the verse sturdy.
Packed fulla a diction, so sometimes it's wordy.
I'm on my way home from Tokyo, and back to the Dirty.
9th Wonder has a smooth and soulful production style that relies on samples from artists such as Al Green and Curtis Mayfield. He attributes the bass lines that he uses in production to DJ Premier, Pete Rock and J Dilla, while he claims to have learned the sampling of "Wails and moans" from other works of music and where to position them in his songs from RZA.
Music career
9th Wonder's first significant career breakthrough came in 2003 when, as an up-and-coming producer, he released an unofficial remix album of Nas' 2002 album God's Son entitled God's Stepson. Released through internet outlets, the album garnered significant attention and acclaim. The producer has said that he was not thinking in terms of using it to generate a buzz or promote his skills at that point: "I never thought any of this of me as a producer was going to happen." The album has since been credited as starting the now regular trend for unofficial 'home-made' remixes of whole albums.
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