El Chief Mixtape Vol.3

Description

DJ Duke line, 3rd station. Throbbing loops, oppressive bass, the sound comes from the underground. Nocturnal, urban, slow. The doors open, under the sputtering and raw light of the train, his gaze lost in the shadow of his hood. Triggering his vindictive mechanics to the beat, the volatile flow from the beginning is as recognizable as a fresco on a gray wall. Rocca, el original. Cold-blooded killer, impervious to pressure, because he's the one applying it. Ruthless on the mic when it comes to defending rap, from the beginning. Failing neon lights, the light disappears for a few interminable seconds. Then returns. The sustained note re-establishes this unsettling but different atmosphere. The beat has changed, it's now synced with the clatter of the wheels on the rails. Rocca restarts the furious rhyme machine, the egotrip has taken on a degree of political consciousness. Enough to motivate another MC present in the carriage from the first measures. Until then silent, he will tune into the same writing frequency. Rocca flew over the beats; with clenched teeth, Souffrance will stifle them. For a mash-up between a musical flow and another gritty one. The train slows down. The light seen at the end of the tunnel is not daylight. Just that of the next station. After the one with Akhenaton and the one with Oxmo Puccino, this 45rpm is the 3rd in a series initiated by Dj Duke. Completed before his tragic disappearance, all proceeds will be donated to an association helping children in favelas.