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Oobie - Dirty Dancin/Ooh Na Na Naa Naa single review

Oobie - Dirty Dancin/Ooh Na Na Naa Naa was one of the dirtiest crunk R&B singles that Lil Jon produced in 2003. This single was super X Rated and provocative. Dirty Dancin and Ooh Na Na Naa Naa were  the female crunk anthem for the dance floor in clubs of the mid-2000s from 2003 to 2005. Everything was produced by crunk king Lil Jon and originally appeared on the 2003 album Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Part II.


Dirty Dancin was the female crunk anthem for the dance floor in clubs of the mid-2000s from 2003 to 2005. This song was produced by crunk king Lil Jon and originally appeared on the 2003 album Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Part II. Dirty Dancin is about dancing in a provocative manner which consists of dirty dancing that is considered explicit.

According to some DJ's that circulated this song on their mixtapes, this song was planned to be used on Ciara's Goodies album at one point but her label passed on that idea because it wasn't "clean" enough for her friendly Crunk R&B image at the time. So the song ended being given to Lil Jon and Oobie.

We need all the ladies in the place to report to the dance floor right about now! If you didn't come to party, then you can get the hell out of here! Okay! Let's go!

Oobie will perform a dirty dance for you. She’ll shake her ass for you. Then she will drop hit pants when you get up on the dance floor. Shawty, she can prance when you get up on the dance floor.
She will dirty dance on you when she gets her hands on you.

Oobie turns men on by showing them her thong. You can't and won’t believe all this ass is her. Savor these 31 flavors. She’s gonna shake and turn out this party as she will break it down now! Now we got ourselves a party. So come on now everybody! Let's go! We're dirty dancing. Fuck all that romancing. Come hit the dance floor. It's ready with Oobie. Where you at?

All my ladies, if you got a big butt, go ahead and throw your hands up. All my ladies, if you don't give a fuck and you're ready to cut, say, “I’ma dirty dance for ya. I'ma shake my ass for ya. I'ma drop my pants when you get up on da dance floor. I'ma dirty dance on ya when I get my hands on ya.”

She is sending this ass on a shakin' spree. You wanna touch it? She might let you rub it. You can hang with a freak like her. Now it's time to light the candles. Everyone's sippin’. Nobody's trippin’. Everyone's dirty dancin' with Oobie.

Get up on the dance floor. Okay ladies, it's time to take this thing to another level! I need for you to look around in the club and look for a thug. We're gonna turn it out a little something like this! Come on!

All my single ladies, go head grab you a thug. Show that nigga some love. All my sexy ladies, if you’re horny right now, go ahead and break that shit down one more time. Get up on to the dance floor. She’ll dirty dance for you.


Ooh Na Na Naa Naa is a horny seductive provocative crunk R&B and rap track that gives away the freaky deeky zeeky on why Oobie is so horny. Oobie is so horny because she wants a man to fuck her. That is the primary basis of the song. Things do get sexual of course.

Oobie is so horny because she wants a man to fuck her. She is tired of masturbating. This has got her body shaking. No orgasm is faking with her. She hopes he is ready for love because she got more than enough.

Oobie is just sitting in her lingerie sipping on some Alizé. Trying to figure all the ways she can make a man say, “Ooh baby. Right there. Don't stop. Put it in your mouth. Twirl it round til' you make it pop.” Now Oobie is gonna make a man sweat when he goes down in between her legs. He’s gonna be fantasizing about these lovely thighs of. It's gonna be hypnotizing.

Devin the Dude sees her pussy lips smiling. They’ve been grinning like they want something up in them. He’s been wanting to ask Oobie for some sexual intercourse but he didn't want to offend her. But now he sees she is about as freaky as him. He busted 2 nuts already. Now Oobie waiting for number 3. Oobie asks Devin what will it take to get him hard again. He say saliva but he sees Oobie ain't down for swallowing. She’d rather have it on her skin.

Big Sam doesn't want stop her to stop cumming and rising to the top because she sucks dick so good that makes him want to call the cops. And it doesn't make no sense the way she sucks the dick. The way Oobie licks from the shaft to the dome of the dick (penis). Big Sam can't lie. He loves the shit. Big Sam will rock her world. He lays the kinda pipe that make her toes curl.

5/5*****!!

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Ronald Harmstein - Garage Gipsy album review

Ronald Harmstein - Garage Gipsy is a German style gypsy jazz album where Ronald Harmstein attempts to find a minimal sound that is devoid of electronics where only a guitar, a voice, and a concertina meet. There are no artificial acoustics used. Folk music meets gypsy jazz on this album. That makes perfect sense since he recorded them with an acoustic Gipsy Swing touch. Some of the songs are previously unreleased as they have been in his vault for decades.

    
Rocking Rocco is about Ronald’s friend who is his pet turtle who keeps Ronald’s spirits up whenever he is feeling down. He’s always straight and true with Ronald.
    
Ronald has got a new friend whose name is Rocco. Rocco lives on the second floor in Ronald’s apartment close to the bedroom. And he’s waiting for Ronald at the door. Rocco is his best friend. He lifts Ronald up when he is feeling blue. Rocco is a turtle. Rocco is the best he has ever seen. He’s so cute when he’s eating poppy leaves. Rocco is a shooter. He really shot his heart with all the things that he is doing.


Ronald gives people all the reasons in the world to vote for him on his song called Vote For Me.
    
Ronald has got a fine band. They’re the greatest suckers of them all. Ronald plays electric guitar and the drummer is a monster of rock ’n’ roll. They’re not heading for the peanuts. They’re looking for the sunshine. So come on and vote for Ronald Harmstein! They collected our supporters. They’re half a million which is 500,000 votes. Ronald Harmstein loves the social networkswhich includes twitter and we Bing and do MySpace

You can tell this song is dated by reading and listening to the lyrics. This song was written back when MySpace was the popular “in thing” as the website is mentioned in this song.

Hey yeah, man, I love the social networks
We twitter and we bing and do myspace
Hey yeah, man, we got an army running
We spam our fans and all the other bands
    
4/5****

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Bizzarrie - Swing'n'Roll album review

One way to describe Bizzarrie - Swing'n'Roll is rockabilly meets swing jazz. Think rock ’n roll meets swing jazz with Italian lyrics. Yes, the beautiful Italian language.  There is something sensual about Italian music that cannot be explained. There is a sensualness to this album that cannot be explained either. You can definitely feel the swing in the rhythm, chords, notes, signatures, and beats. Songs such as Il Ladro Del Tempo, Gemma Nei Colori, San Valentino, and Emy are poetic.


Miss Muffin was a song about a sweet young woman with only the vice of gluttony as she does not care about what people think of her fatness or excess weight she carries around. She was a good woman though. However what Miss Muffin is really doing is looking for happiness. Miss Muffin is beautiful as she is. The message to this song is we are perfect as we are.

Sweet Miss Muffin was a woman of young age with only the vice of gluttony. She was a good woman though.
The thought of people laughing of the generous curves and extra kilos she has didn’t faze her. She sweats in tight spandex in front of the TV as that is where she can often be found exercising. She’s making trouble for a few extra pounds.

Paranoia is just paranoia. What she is looking for is inside of her. Her star will shine if she smiles at it. Miss Muffin is beautiful as she is. Standardized every size and shape according to the canons. So people touch up with rubber and plastics. We are people who have defects. This is the uniqueness therefore being imperfect. We are perfect as we are. But it's nothing new. This is the crazy truth. There are those who appear and there are those who simply are.

What you are looking for is inside you. Your star will shine if you smile at it. We are perfect as we are.


Nascosta In Un Miraggio (Hidden In A Mirage) is about a woman trying to stay a relationship she was in away from her man even if their relationship is toxic.

It's raining outside of a hotel in Paris, France. This woman sits drenched wet in rain water as she waits for her man. However the man stood her up as he does not arrive. So she decides to call a taxi. She can't give herself peace. But even if he won't call, he will come hidden in a mirage and she will forgive him.

It's raining on the balcony of that room tonight. The dark will remain. It rains on the vast arid areas that he left. She looking for a way outfrom his vortex. It rains inside her, but it won't grow. It falls as if it were sour and cancels her every will.


San Valentino (Valentine's Day) is an Italian mobster style love song where a man feels the need to confess his love to his woman as there is little time left. The man was an American citizen with an Italian background and was a mob killer that was an assassin.   

An old woman asked her man: “What's wrong love? Every year on this day you know you're not there. I see on your face, a mask hides what you carry inside. We are old tell me what from the past consumes you."

The man said, “I want to tell you about it.  I feel that there is little time left, and I want to confess my love to you. Before coming back here, I was an American made in Italy. Young hopes of poor devils. I feel that a part of me died down there. In a world of money and brutality.”

It had snowed in Chicago, Illinois. He’ll never forget it. He was an accomplice to the Valentine's ambush. He had been the messenger of love letters written in blood.The man was once a mob killer with a machine gun and shovel.

He’ll never forget it. It had snowed in Chicago, Illinois that day. They were headed to a garage in the suburbs where all the clan leaders of the city were. They used the roundup as an excuse. Then the platoon leader said, "Happy Valentine's Day from Al Capone"


Emy was a song about a girl named Emy who dreams what she dreams. Then goes out and does it. She shares her thoughts on bricks that are poems for those who see them because deep down she believes words can enlighten someone. Emy is an artist and poetic who colors walls with her poetry. This is one of the most poetic songs on the album. Words can enlighten someone.

Emy is a girl who dreams what she dreams. Then goes out and does it. She sees the world as a blank page. She shares her thoughts on bricks. They are poems for those who see them because deep down she believes words can enlighten someone. Even if it's raining outside she will color that wall with her meaningful poetic poetry. Then she will show joy. While she from afar she watches her work of hers.

Emy finds a letter on a Monday. This letter was an answer written under a thought of hers. Emy falls in love now after reading the letter. This was a poem that surprised her. And now she believes it. Who knows who she will chase. But she will fill every space she finds find in the city.


Gemma Nei Colori (Gem In Colors) is about a woman named Gemma who came from a strict religious family who rebels against her parents by going outside of their limits they set up. Restrictions made everything difficult which is why she decided to rebel against them. However what she imagines is not reality because freedom has a price.

This woman named Gemma came from a strict religious family who was very religious. Restrictions made everything difficult. And now she is stretched out in the colors of a world limited by her parents by going outside of their limits and rules they set up. Gemma looks at the sky and wonders what there is besides those green fields besides the town.

In her fairy tale, a prince arrived on his motorcycle and said, "Following me is not enough" Speechless, she climbed up behind as she left behind a life a few meters away. Gemma doesn't know who she is hugging, but she is on the bike. Perhaps she will reach safe and green meadows. Maybe new colors. But what Gemma imagines it's not reality. Freedom has a price, you know.

But what has changed in her? Gemma now has nothing to eat. There is no opportunity for her to improve herself. Gemma is embracing the easy way out due to hunger. Then she becomes a robber who uses a gun. Gemma is now a little girl on the run as police begin chasing her. One shot at point blank range after another. She will not reach safe and green meadows. A shot straight to the heart takes her breath away and it is clear to her that the dream dies. There is no more time left for Gemma as she dies.

5/5*****!

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Nicodème Swing album review

The Nicodème Swing self-titled album is a jazz manouche style chanson pop album packaged entirely with French lyrics and culture. As is the case with many jazz manouche albums and chanson pop albums, this album is entirely backed by an acoustic guitar nonetheless. All of these songs were written by Nicholas Stern himself.


Merci Mon Dieu (Thanks My God) is where Nicodème thanked God for blessing him to allow, see, and live another day on Earth after a near death experience after a car accident.

Nicodème was driving very quiet and cushy towards the train station. He left on time with no delay. The train was at least a quarter late. When suddenly an elderly man who couldn't see a thing tumbled down the road. Nicodème thought his last hour had arrived. Luckily he wasn't drunk.

There were police in sight. He didn't see any radar in front of him. There's a bus which drives by the two. Nicodème then flashes the headlights. A look in the rear view mirror and he is shifting into high gear. There is time to turn on the turn signal. He disengages and leaps forward. Nicodème thanked God for inventing the tire. Nicodème thanked God for blessing him to allow, see, and live another day on Earth after a near death experience. God made Nicholas Stern a happy man.

On the radio, the evening news informs citizens about a fog advisory. Nothing like an acceleration to drive away his frustrations while automatic driving. Like an ominous bird tucked inside his car.

Nicodème was driving very quiet and cushy towards the train station when suddenly in the glare of the headlights, he saw a thick fog. He found himself in the middle of a cloud and doesn't see the turn coming. He feels the car leave the ground. It's a real miracle. He can finally fly. Nicodème thanked God for blessing him to allow, see, and live another day on Earth after a near death experience.


Nicodème delves into and divulges about his paternal ancestry and roots on the song Mon aïeul (My grandfather). He discussed how his grandfather was not good with money as he was in debt up to his neck.

On Nicholas Stern’s grandfather's side, they weren't really Breton (from Brittany, France). Maybe a little spaniel (Spanish ancestry and background). His grandfather never recovered from the crisis. That's not really a surprise. He had tears in his eyes every time he thought of stocks. Nicholas Stern claims his ancestor was really too dumb.

Nicholas Stern’s grandfather was in debt up to his neck, because deep down he hopes what he can find his bet with this new company. Money escaped from his wallet. Unfortunately the old madman is already at the height of misery. He didn't see the war coming. The Titanic had the pack ice. For the ancestor it was prison.

All that to say that today, after all these misadventures in the family, they won't do the same stupidity again. The lesson is well learned. You have to enjoy life. Don't get lost in conjectures. Why get in trouble? Because envy and lust are real poisons

5/5*****!!

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The Rin Tins - Tales of Pride & Shame album review

The Rin Tins - Tales of Pride & Shame is a swing styled gypsy jazz album filled with dark folk tales over boogie down beats. Swing jazz meets gypsy jazz on this album by The Rin Tins. Bristol's finest purveyors of folk released another whimsical gypsy jazz album.


The song Donde Esta el Cartero? (Where Is the Postman?) is about a boy called Federico who was employed by his father to become a post master. As Federico became a man, postal matter got out of hand. His father’s efforts to make him grow up a little faster and learn some responsibility were in vain.

Donde Esta el Cartero? (Where Is the Postman?) uses some of the finest folk storytelling. One can see why The Rin Tins have been dubbed as Bristol's finest purveyors of folk.
    
Once upon a time ago in Puerto Rico, there lived a boy called Federico. He liked to dance and he liked to play. He was late for work every day. His mammy and pappy despaired of him. They didn’t want him living a life of sin. There’s more to life than the fun and the games. But they loved him just the same.

His pappy was the local post master (postman). The old post master especially treated him like family. His father employed his son to make him grow up a little faster and learn some responsibility. Federico was employed to be the local post boy. His pappy gave him a brand new donkey. And though the saddle was a little wonky, he hoped over time his boy would change. But all his hopes were in vain.

A man sits watching trickling sand as he waits for a telegram. A boy at school all alone waits for a note from home. A woman ordered a gramophone so she can learn the bolero. Across the skies, you hear the cries “Donde esta el cartero?” which is Spanish for “Where is the postman?”

As Federico became a man, postal matter got out of hand. Pappy’s plan did not succeed. Scarcely a letter was ever received for never was another like Federico. And one day he fled from Puerto Rico. He was never ever seen again. Though his image grew in the minds of many people there. Where did he go and hide? Think of all the women who loved him. Think of the lord’s judgement above. He had a job to do. He didn’t see it through. Instead Federico ran away.


John Law is about a sheriff who brings justice to those in need. He attacks villains and criminals. Highwaymen, outlaws, killers, and thieves. Hear the beat of the drum. You can't atone or take back. Your sinful deeds are done. The man feared most is getting close. And now you're on the run. Your time has come.
    
In an apron of leather, a man of good breeding floats. Five working women are all found with cut throats, Organs were cut out. No one seeks doubt. They heard a hasty shout from hell.

The Whitechapel killer stalks down Whitechapel Lane. Indulging himself as the cause of other's pain. But the Whitechapel killer disappears and leaves his career all because he fears John Law.

In the new world between south and north, brothers in blood and arms honour the cause. Fight for right or fight for spite. Or fight for delight. James the younger is hunted by hunters of bounty which are bounty hunters. James the younger is known for robbing trains and banks in Missouri County.

Highwaymen, outlaws, killers, and thieves. Hear the beat of the drum. You can't atone or take back. Your sinful deeds are done. The man feared most is getting close. And now you're on the run. Your time has come.


5/5*****!