Launch of Peace Not War 2006 - London Mix, Saturday 18 March at Troops Home From Iraq - Don't Attack Iran demonstration.
Saturday 18 March, 2006: Stop The War organisers said the Central London streets were filled with up to 100,000 people calling for “Troops Home From Iraq” and “Don’t Attack Iran”, the largest UK demonstration since those incredible scenes of February 15, 2003.
So what better place for the launch the latest CD from Peace Not War, a congregation of artists from every diversity, every background, every level on the global music scene.
London Mix is the third album is a long line of successive releases of hip-hop, dance, electronic, post-punk and rock, all dished out from a mobile sound system kicking out livid lyrics, twisted tones and straight and true information to anyone willing to accept a blue camouflage CD, alleged by some local authorities to be “suspicious material”. Although that last fact was later denied in a recent police meeting.
The introduction leads in with a low-fi human beat-box by Bass6 and Dr.Rhythm, bursting into Mecca 2 Medina, Stop The War, a track designed to stomp on the greedheads and win. These boys could take a direct hit from a pin-point accurate cluster bomb, survive and look good whilst doing it.
Excentral Tempest and The New Cross Philharmonic Orchestra roll in third with Peace Is More Than Absence Of War, as mix of rap, funk, horns and heftily harsh lyrics that hit the truth neurones in the brain with a powerful sting from the young, new and highly explosive Excentral.
Verging on a crossover between a John Barry James Bond theme tune and your grandmother’s media induced inner-city urban fear, The Extremists burst in with Power, a global warning on every level. And Angel, a PNW veteran, even though she is still only 24-years-old, joins with Bass6, Mudge - one of the leading forces and lack-of-sleep instigators behind PNW - and DJ Shorty for Unity, a hip-hop funk-beat exclusive.
Helicopters swoop and machineguns spit fire, as Fulleblunt take us straight through the heavily armed security gates of Guantanmera. Right into tales of hunger strikes, cages in the sun, beatings and torture, sexual abuse and outright rape. Imagine being set on with razorblades on your penis, for 20 days, 24-hours a day. Imagine that. That’s what it’s all about, people.
Star Featuring Goldspun call for Justice4Jean and their cool tunes and determined lyrics pull us right up side to The Rub, War Dem A Want. Heavy reggae sounds bounce us along in a melody that could only be the now infamous Rob Ward - musician, mind medic and man of massive mantras.
Coming back at ya, like Margaret Thatcher. Yes indeed. It could only be “oh my gosh” DJ Rubbish. Rubbish Not War is the Peckham rudeboy back with his vicious lyrics of hysteria, public poison and revolution. And, as always with the Rubbish, taking a personal Pubis message right up to the front door of number 10. Tony Blair beware.
Abstract and Getto Monk talk Rain and Mud and United Vibrations just want them to Get Out Of Office. Manic-depressive MC Cox demands you to imagine if London was like Palestine in Opt. A seriously bass-heavy tune that rattles the cupboards and windows, kind of like a Caterpillar bulldozer rolling into Gaza. A serious tune of social injustice, corruption, teenage soldiers and tanks on the way to school.
Post GM Baby Dutti Harry bounds back with an orchestral onslaught. 21 Countries lyrically lists every incursion from 1946 to date and leaves us all with an intense warning: fuck with Korea that’ll be your last.
Suparnovar and Wordsmith tell it like it is, It’s Not A Game, Bryan Wilson – no, not that Bryan Wilson, he’s either dead or too drugged to make it to the PNW studio. Wilson’s electro-dub Mad Man In The White House asks what’s the plan, Uncle Sam? Logic and Lowkey swing in with a mean-worded attack, common sense with an Isaac Hayes style rolling soundtrack. And Bass6 jumps back in on an Oliver Twist PeaceBox.
And then it all changes. Drums, tribal, heavy, hectic. Noise. The Rythmns Of Resistance featuring United Vibrations stomp in, in no other way that the pink block of Rythmns can do, with beats, horn sections, belief and love, and a real feel that everyone is having a damn good time, you dig.
Sarah Bear cools things down with guitar, haunting voice and good honest-to-God truth, We Reap What We Sow. And Mode finish off with Lit Fuse - Run Away. A strange tune with rolling guitar elements of God Speed! You Black Emperor and even touches some vague memories of several tunes by Siouxsie And The Banshees.
More info:
http://www.peace-not-war.org/
So what better place for the launch the latest CD from Peace Not War, a congregation of artists from every diversity, every background, every level on the global music scene.
London Mix is the third album is a long line of successive releases of hip-hop, dance, electronic, post-punk and rock, all dished out from a mobile sound system kicking out livid lyrics, twisted tones and straight and true information to anyone willing to accept a blue camouflage CD, alleged by some local authorities to be “suspicious material”. Although that last fact was later denied in a recent police meeting.
The introduction leads in with a low-fi human beat-box by Bass6 and Dr.Rhythm, bursting into Mecca 2 Medina, Stop The War, a track designed to stomp on the greedheads and win. These boys could take a direct hit from a pin-point accurate cluster bomb, survive and look good whilst doing it.
Excentral Tempest and The New Cross Philharmonic Orchestra roll in third with Peace Is More Than Absence Of War, as mix of rap, funk, horns and heftily harsh lyrics that hit the truth neurones in the brain with a powerful sting from the young, new and highly explosive Excentral.
Verging on a crossover between a John Barry James Bond theme tune and your grandmother’s media induced inner-city urban fear, The Extremists burst in with Power, a global warning on every level. And Angel, a PNW veteran, even though she is still only 24-years-old, joins with Bass6, Mudge - one of the leading forces and lack-of-sleep instigators behind PNW - and DJ Shorty for Unity, a hip-hop funk-beat exclusive.
Helicopters swoop and machineguns spit fire, as Fulleblunt take us straight through the heavily armed security gates of Guantanmera. Right into tales of hunger strikes, cages in the sun, beatings and torture, sexual abuse and outright rape. Imagine being set on with razorblades on your penis, for 20 days, 24-hours a day. Imagine that. That’s what it’s all about, people.
Star Featuring Goldspun call for Justice4Jean and their cool tunes and determined lyrics pull us right up side to The Rub, War Dem A Want. Heavy reggae sounds bounce us along in a melody that could only be the now infamous Rob Ward - musician, mind medic and man of massive mantras.
Coming back at ya, like Margaret Thatcher. Yes indeed. It could only be “oh my gosh” DJ Rubbish. Rubbish Not War is the Peckham rudeboy back with his vicious lyrics of hysteria, public poison and revolution. And, as always with the Rubbish, taking a personal Pubis message right up to the front door of number 10. Tony Blair beware.
Abstract and Getto Monk talk Rain and Mud and United Vibrations just want them to Get Out Of Office. Manic-depressive MC Cox demands you to imagine if London was like Palestine in Opt. A seriously bass-heavy tune that rattles the cupboards and windows, kind of like a Caterpillar bulldozer rolling into Gaza. A serious tune of social injustice, corruption, teenage soldiers and tanks on the way to school.
Post GM Baby Dutti Harry bounds back with an orchestral onslaught. 21 Countries lyrically lists every incursion from 1946 to date and leaves us all with an intense warning: fuck with Korea that’ll be your last.
Suparnovar and Wordsmith tell it like it is, It’s Not A Game, Bryan Wilson – no, not that Bryan Wilson, he’s either dead or too drugged to make it to the PNW studio. Wilson’s electro-dub Mad Man In The White House asks what’s the plan, Uncle Sam? Logic and Lowkey swing in with a mean-worded attack, common sense with an Isaac Hayes style rolling soundtrack. And Bass6 jumps back in on an Oliver Twist PeaceBox.
And then it all changes. Drums, tribal, heavy, hectic. Noise. The Rythmns Of Resistance featuring United Vibrations stomp in, in no other way that the pink block of Rythmns can do, with beats, horn sections, belief and love, and a real feel that everyone is having a damn good time, you dig.
Sarah Bear cools things down with guitar, haunting voice and good honest-to-God truth, We Reap What We Sow. And Mode finish off with Lit Fuse - Run Away. A strange tune with rolling guitar elements of God Speed! You Black Emperor and even touches some vague memories of several tunes by Siouxsie And The Banshees.
More info:
http://www.peace-not-war.org/ 
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