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Ask Berlin's network of revered deep diggers who their favourite "DJ's DJ" is, and there's a strong chance you'll hear one name immediately pop up: KRN.

Phil Kearney, AKA KRN, is one of those rare types who has built a reputation away from the limelight. Formerly a resident at The Ghost's Hoppetosse party as well as a Get Perlonized devotee (plus, full disclosure, reviewing events and working at RA in the mid-2010s), he's well-versed in both wiggle and waft. The hubbub around KRN can be put down to the fastidiousness of his approach: he unearths rare gems from the roots of the underground, before mixing it up with a deft hand.

Kearney's RA Podcast, sweetly subtitled "Dadhouse," is an ode to his partner and newborn, as well as a window into his personal palette. He starts in serene IDM territory, before shifting into playful grooves and tactile house oddities. Good lucking ID'ing many of the tunes—we asked for a tracklist but, deep down, already knew the answer. We know this, too: one listen and you'll be hooked.

@k_rn @theghost

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Square One "Walk Of Life" - 15th Anniversary Re-Release

Amazon - http://bit.ly/SquareOne_Amazon
iTunes - http://bit.ly/SquareOne_iTunes
Apple Music - http://bit.ly/SquareOne_AppleMusic
HHV.de (Vinyl 4LP + Tape) - http://bit.ly/4LP_Tape
HHV.de (Vinyl Album) - http://bit.ly/2LP_Album
HHV.de (Vinyl Instrumental) - http://bit.ly/2LP_Instrumental

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2001 war bekanntermaßen ein gutes Jahr für die deutsche Rap-Szene. Die Debütalben von u.a. Samy Deluxe („Samy Deluxe“), Azad („Leben“) und M.O.R. („NLP“) sind erschienen. Dazu überragte der intensiv rappende Curse alle mit seinem zweiten Album „Von innen nach außen“ und Jan Delay war schon wieder ein Schritt weiter als der Rest von Deutschrap mit seinem legendären Reggae-Album „Searching for the Jan Soul Rebels“.

In dieser Zeit machten die MCs Ali Rasul und Gianni Dolo zusammen mit Produzent Iman und DJ Edward Sizzerhand etwas Unerwartetes: ein Album aus Deutschland, aber auf Englisch. Das Album „Walk Of Life“ erschien am 02.07.2001 über Showdown Records. Und entgegen der Vorlieben des Publikums wurde die Platte im Handumdrehen ein Klassiker der deutschen HipHop-Szene. Der Einfluss, den das Album, und im Speziellen auch der charismatische Frontmann Ali Rasul († 14.05.2010), auf die Szene hatte, wurde von vielen Medien weithin dokumentiert.

Zum 15-jährigen Jubiläum des Albums entschieden Showdown Records sowie die verbliebenen Bandmitglieder und Alis Familie die Platte neu zu veröffentlichen - und zwar am 29.07.2016. Zum ersten Mal überhaupt wird sie damit in allen digitalen Kanälen verfügbar gemacht. Das Album wird erstmals auch in einer Vinyl-Version mit allen 18 Songs erscheinen (auf der ursprünglichen Version fehlten zwei Songs) sowie im limitierten 4-LP-Bundle mit Vocal-Version und Instrumentals plus eine Kassette mit unveröffentlichten Beats von Square One-Produzent Iman.

Mit Gästen wie u. a. AG von DITC und Party Arty von Ghetto Dwellas erhielt „Walk Of Life“ zusätzlich internationales Flair. Auch den Soundstempel, den Mastering-Ikone Tony Dawsey (u. a. Gangstarr, Nas, EPMD, Jay-Z) aus dem Masterdisk Studio in N.Y. den Songs verpasste, rundete das stimmige Gesamtbild dieses mit Herzblut und Detailverliebheit entstandenen Albums ab. Für die Neuveröffentlichung hat Sascha „Busy“ Bühren von TrueBusyness Mastering mit viel Feingefühl die Platte an die heutigen digitalen Formate angepasst.

Walk Of Life

Square One - Knowledge Is Knowledge ("Walk Of Life" 15th Anniversary Re-Release)

The Opening

The Table (Demo)

verse - namelessmyst
beat - locvst
...071417....

deathlessvisage (prod. locvst)

born just to die thats a human curse
being fond on praises makes your praises worse
and i never even been to church
because i know my hearse is the universe
my thirst for truth comes first
the second hand on the patek measures the steps of man who will be next to reckless dance
through the wreckage of the depths of man
beretta jammed, im alone and forever damned; my own weatherman
feel the heat from the volcanic sand beneath my hands 
i speak you understand, this is not what we planned
in dream land the creeks the plants, the trees the ants
all's bleak when you seek to understand
you are the fat of the lamb that man sacrificed to the damn as they stand left shouldered to abraham on sacred land anointed by sam the baby sleeps in the pram then sinks deep beneath the bleached sand
sprouting the trees clouded, enshrouded in secrecy, 
i pray to god and how he'd want me to be 
the potential that you'll be, 
the potential that you'll see, 
sullenly draped the seeds grow piously defiantly sat by stone society. quietly creates, deciding your own fate, variety becomes straight. walks crumble down and break. 6 ate 7 and 7 ate 8.
my lungs begin to abrogate 
my throats starts to palpitate, 
my muscles begin to ache
as I awake from my state 
my mind becomes dissembled as my body starts to tremble. 
my consciousness begins to burn as i toss and turn my entire life yearned ends up in the urn
i come to breath boundless airs 
descend upon a thousand stairs 
I douse my fears from a cauldron of my clouded tears
"this place will try to House me for years" I cry out as yaldabaoth appears.
I reply in prayer,
“why do you confine us here, 
id rather die from a lifetime of despair
but you find it divine to spare my mind and recycle it unaware 
for another ninety years so that 
I may lie in fear, cry and cheer, trial and steer 
until I finally die from suicide from all the trifle affairs all idle and weird like a past-time of solitaire"
he smiles and disappears, it was a mirror.
im looking in my own eyes 
I was blind, it was I who was impaired so then 
I fly into the air
what i feel is deep serenity, time feeling so endlessly, the clarity is what you think as heavenly, all of life's ecstasy fills my heart as i depart this is the end of me don’t have to play the part that life presented me or contort to the endless tendencies of the court and pretend to be what they want. this independency of my thoughts. the tender meat that I lost can be unsettling at the start but it’s heavenly if you embark I’m in reverie no longer distraught at the identities that leave me locked the elemental seeds earth fire air and frost are the enemy I unlock from this density I’m no longer here im a god
oh my god.

oh, my god

a self-contemplating spirit drifting on the axis of infinity & void

oh, my god

anton

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