Read In Your Language

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


i'm very pleased to introduce to those of you who may not know the baw, my man, Cosmo Baker. he's a world class and world-wide known DJ. (read his resume on his site. thorobreds dont name drop). he also happens to be my home boy. we met gettin it in on the graffiti tip (hence BBOY Cult), and of course, music was an extension of that. i spent MANY days over my man's crib goin thru records, and even more days askin him to make me a tape.(hope i didnt date myself). you know a tape is the shit when it changes a woman's perspective of you and she gives you the gushie. thats what i couple of his joints did for me. i remember one chick was like the tape opened her up to a whole 'nother world. no bullshit. cause it made her seek out other open ears, and she found out that these people are usually artsist or into interesting stuff. that led her to different outings and events other than her Badlands (North Philly) upbringing. she thanked me by givin me the gushie. i never thanked Cosmo for his assistance with slicin that tender piece of Puerto Rican poyo, and i probably never will. but i will give him all the credit in the world for being one of the best record selectors on the planet. no homeboy. (get it? like no homo? aww, forget it...)

without further ado, please welcome DJ Cosmo Baker this and every Tues (i know it aint Tues... he just said agreed like 30 minutes ago) for Breakbeat Tuesday. Music lives!


Sometimes you hear something that instantly connects with you and there's no way of putting it into words. So you'll just have to listen. This past Thursday I did a show in Atlanta with my dudes Kon & Amir and the homie Injex from Sound Table. The night was over and I was standing in the back yard when I heard a song coming through the crack of the door that was so beautiful and haunting that I immediately had to rush in and see who it was. Injex was on the decks just playing 45s after hours and I walked in the booth like "Yo son what the eff is this?" The record was just ending at the time and, at the same time I was walking up, both the bartender and the last dancer on the floor simultaneously walked up, all three of us individually demanding to know what the record was. He showed me the 45 and it was so on. The next day in my hotel room in Montreal I was able to get a copy online (from the homie James Pants as a matter of fact!)

It was The Three Degrees. This is like a record that I should have known, but I didn't. Sometimes things fall through the cracks and you miss joints, and this is one of them. The Three Degrees are a female vocal group from Philly and pretty much the "first ladies" of the TSOP organization. Mostly known for their songs "When Will I See You Again" and "The Sound Of Philadelphia" they went through a few variations of their lineup throughout the years but regardless of the members they always had one of the most distinctive vocal stylings of all time. Like top schitt, eclipsing many of the more notable and supreme names in music history in my opinion.

This song came from their first album which predates TSOP, the 1970 "Maybe" release on Morris Levy's Roulette imprint. The album was helmed by Philly producer Richard Barrett, who decided to lead the girls debut record off with an album cut buried deep on the first album by Cleveland rock outfit James Gang, "Y'er Album"

The song was written by the great Joe Walsh and honestly, even though I have "Y'er Album" I never picked up on this cut, probably gravitating towards some of the more drum-laden tracks. But listening to the remake made me realize how incredible of a song it is. However I definitely feel as though the original is eclipsed by the remake, with Barrett's orchestration being so lush and rich but never heavy-handed, coupled with absolutely perfect harmonies. This song floors me. It's flooring me right now as I type while I listen to it.

The Three Degrees "Collage" (Roulette, 1970)

Okay just want to be clear here, Breakbeat Tuesday isn't just about "breakbeats" and whatnot, it's just about joints and heavy tunes. But since I know a bunch of 3folks out there like their drums and breaks and whatnot, here's a joint from the first James Gang album that fits the bill.

James Gang "Funk #48" (Bluesway, 1969)

"Wintertime is a razor blade, that the devil made, it's the price we paid for the summertime." - Hope you are enjoying your summer... - C

for more from Cosmo, please click the post title and go to his site for his club dates, free mixes, and mixtapes of some of the best music you have yet to discover. and i am not bullshittin. i select myself, and the baw is ill to ME. and, as you all know, i have a real healthy opinion of me...


That was amazing thanks for putting us on this.

PS check your email I sent you the first and last time you will hear avenger xl rapping LOL

thanks, my dude. glad u appreciated it. i do it for the cause.

i would LOVE to hear u get it in on the mic. altho i didnt get it in my inbox. please resend!

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