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Paris - Coffee, Donuts & Death (Remix) 1992

The Conscious Daughters - Somethin’ To Ride To (Fonky Expedition) (Remix) 1993

When you google the words ‘Paris,’ ‘producer’ and ‘hip-hop’ or ‘rap,’ an alarming number of links will lead you to announcements concerning Scott Storch producing Paris Hilton. Well, Can I Bring My Gat? is here to provide some counterbalance. Oscar ‘Paris’ Jackson first gained notoriety around 1990, establishing himself (just before MC Hammer and Digital Underground) as the only other national Oakland representative besides Too $hort. His Tommy Boy-distributed debut, “The Devil Made Me Do It,” was self-produced, a fact that was overshadowed by the outspoken militant, pro-black message from the self-described Black Panther of Hip-Hop. Yet in early 1994 I picked up a record on the strength that it said ‘Produced by Paris’ on the front cover. That record was “Ear To The Street” by female duo The Conscious Daughters, and it could easily be perceived as Paris’ reaction to what Dr. Dre had done on “The Chronic.” One year later he responded to the massively successful g-funk movement with the establishment of his Guerrilla Funk label, along with the more traditionally funked out “Guerrilla Funk” album. Fast forward to 2006 when he teamed up with legendary Public Enemy to produce and even co-write their album “Rebirth Of A Nation,” and we can safely include Paris in the ranks of hip-hop producers, his work behind the boards now spanning twenty years.

Paris’ first currently documented production credit dates back before “The Devil Made Me Do It,” with 1987’s “This Beat Is Def” single by San Francisco rap group ATC, who was even shortly signed to his Scarface label. His rap debut then provided an interesting synthesis of hip-hop beats and more electronic, almost industrial grooves and used less samples than your typical late ’80s release. That unique approach was the expression of P-Dog’s outsider status and DIY attitude on a musical level, resulting in classic militant rap tracks like “Break The Grip Of Shame” and “The Devil Made Me Do It.” 1992’s controversial “Sleeping With The Enemy” gave samples a more prominent place and enlisted the help of a young DJ Shadow on some tracks. In the new millennium Paris is busier than ever, having made a comeback not just as a producer but also as a rapper, executive and activist. His website www.guerrillafunk.com should tell you all you need to know about his music and his mission.

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started on the Couch Potato-to-5k plan Monday.

first week plan is start off with a brisk walk for 5 minutes, jog 60 seconds, walk 90 seconds, jog 60, walk 90, etc. for 20 minutes.

the first 3 legs i screwed up and ran 90 seconds. got that straightened out and went to 60 run, 90 walk. was supposed to be 8 legs of running (8:00) plus 8 legs walking (12:00).

i wound up going a little farther away from home than i thought and didn’t want to finish up by walking.. so i wound up running 12 legs (including the extra 1:30 on the first 3 legs – 13:30) and walking 12 legs (18:00).

my pace actually increased as i went. and i felt better as i went. i coulda easily kept switching off and went for another 20 minutes. it wasn’t what i would call exhilirating or orgasmic or anything but it was definitely satisfying and exciting to know i could do it.

figure i ran about 1 mile total or a little more.

that a city of 1.5 million can't?

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071123/ap_on_re_us/new_york_city_murders

Posted by me on myspace earlier this week:

ust stop it! All you cats out there who might be online and you have an illegal gun. Stop. All you out there who might be involved in some illegal stuff where you might have to pull out your strap on someone. Just pause. ANYONE out there who has no regard for LIFE at all– mine, yours, your moms, your wife’s, your kids. Just stop doing stupid isht.

Don’t you see? Don’t you understand? Don’t you get it? You are decimating a population. YOU. Yes, you with the gat. Yes you with the piece. uh-huh, you who wants to be a thug. Yeah, you who is already a thug. Yeah, nucca, you! If you don’t care about yoursel, fine… no. That’s not fine either. IF you don’t care about yourself, you dern sure aren’t going to care about me, my wife, my moms, my kids, my friends. So, yeah son, you! Start caring about someone other than yourself. Start caring about yourself. No one else is going to do it for you if you don’t do it first. Know that the rest of the world reacts to how you see yourself first so care!