Blast Nation. @djvicar @djserpico @poppabaer @don_bush #theblast #taipei #taiwan #leo37 #fanfare #deejayvicar #thebirth #soulamazin #ppfhouse #dope (Taken with Instagram)
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posted 29 June, 2012
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(February 27, 2012 - Toronto, ON) – After a 5-year whirlwind of tours through 11 countries, shared stages with some of contemporary music’s great talents, and a personal life that has held its share of highs and lows, Taiwanese-Canadian emcee/producer/turntablist LEO37 has finally emerged with his brand new EP, FANFARE. Produced entirely by Toronto-based multi-instrumentalist, John Poon, this record, though brief, demonstrates a LEO37 who, lyrically, has never sounded more comfortable or confident. Marrying poignant, vivid lyrics and a highly stylized sense of cadence with a sonic mélange of analog and digital textures, this duo, during a time when everything has been done before has somehow created something altogether fresh.
Intentionally featuring a limited cast of guests (Lillian Chan/Vocals – You & The Nite and Tim Shia/Drums – Fire Dance, Footwork & Fanfare) and album art from award-winning animator/illustrator, Howie Shia, FANFARE is available now!
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2012年2月27日-多倫多
五年的時間，以旋風式的旅遊了11個國家，
與一群富有天份的當代音樂玩家一起演出，
並時常與他人分享自己的生活。
台裔加拿大饒舌歌手/製作人/唱盤演奏家 LEO37
剛發表了他全新的EP，整張製作來自多倫多的樂手John Poon，而且在極短暫的時間內完成，整張專輯表現出LEO37的狂熱，以及擁有從未聽見的自信與豐富情感，傷感中帶有高度格調與生動節奏的抒情詩韻，混合了類比與數位的構成，當這兩種組合交融之前，卻奇蹟似地創造出完全新穎的作品。
專輯陣容並找來Lillian Chan/歌手 “You & The Nite”
跟Tim Shia/鼓手”Fire Dance, Footwork & Fanfare”
以及專輯藝術設計來自卡通插圖設計獎得主Howie Shia等人跨刀。
FANFARE現正發行中，免費下載請到DOWNLOAD NOW!
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posted 27 February, 2012
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Commence countdown…
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posted 14 February, 2012
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Thank you everyone. Love in pounds.
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posted 02 February, 2012
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Footwork
In honor of our re-elected Prime Minister. One day.
Mister Mister Mister Bossman
Your words don’t match that red in your eyes
The smirk you flash so floated by cash
And while you get off
We’re tryin to survive
Cuts and muzzles
Books swapped for banks
Prorogue our way to a corner on the side
Fuckin with our food
Babies no love
Blow out the sun to make the temp run high
Meanwhile
Men so senile
Sit atop the totem
Captains of the beguile
Axe out
Swing Camp Lo
Watch the pole crash as we stand so bold
Chest out
Proud glow
No one left up that could tell me so
So here we go
Left, right, tempo
Careful on the step
Easy on the soles
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posted 03 May, 2011
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