Damn, this song gives me a lot of nostalgia. Driving dirt back roads and stopping in dead wheat fields to drink a case of warm beer, instrumentals through a battery boombox with a friend who is no longer here. Life is a journey man, and not all good. Gotta appreciate what you have while you have it.
The feeling of listening to and connecting with a Dilla beat is one of the hardest things to describe. Its almost like my soul wants nothing else. Like this is the pinnacle of life. Wow. God blessed this guy with something so intensely special.
this is truly the jam here. on my itunes i have this track played about 1000 times more than any other track. i used to daydream about getting the f*ck out of minneapolis sitting in the back of the bus catching vibes off this, lost in it. what i love is that the construction of this song is so simple, you understand that about dilla because you make these 15 min cuts. this song just ebbs and flows forever, and the trumpet(?) line is perfectly mediated to where you never tire of it, you just want to hear it over and over again when it's gone. and dilla knows this. on dilla's birthday now cats are like paying homage to him like he was the illest, but i can testify that in '99 when fantastic vol.2 came out and my friend blessed me with the vinyls because he worked at goodvibe in LA, ain't no-one give a shit about dilla. like me and my 2 raw friends just playing the shit over and over again. easily the van gogh of music. much love.
Man, I’ve been coming back to this comment since I was like 16 - 17. I’m 22 now. I never knew what to reply to something this beautiful. Right now I’m coming back from a friends house and I’m drunk. Figured I’d say I copied your comment onto a note pad years ago, just in case this video got deleted. Every fucking comment I end with “much love” and I got that from you. Thank you. Much love. P.S. cloud y, I also stole ur profile pic, which is also this videos picture. I feel like this single video made me. Much love to you all. Live a happy and wholesome life. Put yourself out there and have a fucking blast.
I remember an upload of this beat with a moving gif. Heard this beat when I was like 16, I swear I thought I knew life and it was the hardest shit, but dilla's beats man, He made everything feel better going thru. Saddened I never got to work with him or even experience his essence but in spirit we all kin. God bless u Jay Dee.
I just feel at ease whenever i put on Dilla. Its like he's looking out for me in a world where nobody does... feels like a place i can lay off my soul.
When I feel very depressed or sad about life, relations, future etc., I play this genious man. He is my lifesaver. I let everything go. We will die eventually anyway.
When it's cold & wet outside, no one is around to talk. The only thing you can hear is the rain drops falling onto your window, accompanied only by silence. Put this on and you'll feel understood. At least I do. Dilla is the sound of my soul.
When I think I know who I am or have life even a little bit figured out, the void always somehow manages to hurl me into the abyss, plummeting into depression and deep thought. Thankyou JDilla for everything
if your reading this youll see the means of kris my lyrical tongue twist is hard to resist you wanna blend but i just want to blitz you cant fend shit i just take the piss
poor raps come off me call me mr stof b got cream like softy most peeps dont see how the games so costly gates on the bills like cosby nobody can boss me
dilla keeps me lively when im poison like ivy you shouldnt worry who i be but if you like me its worthwhile viben im savourn my wins the truth is hidden in the silence so i say it like simon no paychecks i sign on most would say my time gone but that only makes me tighten bars go in twice as hard as spoken slurrs make space when my rights swung
I stop to think about what I don’t like, Staying up late at night writing, With tight eyes while fighting, The sleep like I’ll fight my own rhymes, Second guessing every word I spit, My minds split, Decisions splitting my time, Indecisive lines, I try to compromise with the self, Ignore the feelings hard felt, Allow the ego to melt, Why is it that violence is symbolized when a father figure unbuckles his belt.
thats the unconditional love unconditional love for the perfect frequency and the interplay of his unique mixstyles of heart numbers(mhz) he s an angel or a god ....the dude had a pretty unique soul....... this fucking frequenzy is his own significant feeling ..everyfucking time i can hear it for days spit on it think on it cry on it grow on it and lose on it and feel for real every fucking step in this beat its always the same building and circle of feelings that i can feel ...annnd shit it is absolutely equally strong every time... his feelings his soul ...thats so fucking magic ......pure...dont fight the feeling love to everybody
unexplainable what this beat makes you feel. I had never heard it before yet it feels like the soundtrack to all of my old memories, subtly playing in the background. fits so perfect as if it was real.
nobody cares you should know this by now its always unfair when you roll with the style flow i compile and all of the while watchin your critics dial each lyricz filed get to know what pivital
