by Confucius / 2003


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With the combination of guests & Confucius' own production skills Newsoundlandscapes is an organic album that takes you on an inspired & eclectic musical journey.  Past the dark heart of drum & bass, through deep dub territory to the warm jazzy shores of breakbeat.  There's something here for everyone: something for the heart, the headz & the dancefloor.  Take your own trip through Newsoundlandscapes.

In the place called New Soundland, everything is expressed in music, the language of the soul... Music fills your head with surreal yet familiar visions, newsoundlandscapes…through quieting the tongue and learning the inner language we converse with all creation; bass speaks to the earth, the middle frequencies to the waters and the high frequencies to the heavens... when all three meet in harmonic union, the result is pure cognition... Anything you want to say can be expressed in a simple melodic koyen, encapsulated in a funky rhythm, saying little but speaking volumes.

Borrow my old soulmobile and take a drive out east, out to the peninsula, beyond silence, where thoughts roam free in the hills, then you will understand this new language... ease on back, get skunkafied, forget all else and explore the secret overgrown lanes of your psyche, fill your head with those silent treasures... Then no matter where you go you'll always be flying high.

We've arrived, a small empty bay far out on the Peninsula, beyond memory now, no school but an old brown school hall where filtered sunlight streams down through dust... Music from the back of the hall calls soft jazzy echoes into the rafters, notes like thoughts chase each other lazily through the sunlight.. A solitary figure is hunched over a crackly old Rhodes, laying down some deep and thoughtful philosophy on those softly clunking keys... It is you, surrounded by groove antiques, an age from now, you are performer and audience, guru and disciple, and this is your solitary inner voyage...

You carry these discoveries back to your home in the urban infinity... You remember these lessons wherever you go... feet in the street, soul in the sky, gliding down endless streets like a natural born pimp, or staying home and travelling by couch, back to that place... You see your brothers and sisters and you exchange knowing smiles... That's right, we've all got some freaky shit going in our heads, our own head music.

So keep the funk...

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