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Libations  Sadhu Militia Volume 1
ft. Son of Saturn/Ackumen (Son of Satya) (USA), Kali Sandoval (MataKali) (Argentina), DJ Wicked on the cuts, Bass: Kaptain Ryan Bassie, Tabla: Ankush Vimawala 

Produced by Anahata Beatspeaker

Sadhu Militia is a superconscious spiritual hip-hop collective, a merging of minds from over 30 countries in more than 20 different languages

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Libations ॐ Sadhu Militia

"Look What This World Did To Us." The command is rhetorical. You're already aware of the echo, the generational discontent and alienation, the whispered and denied calls for absolution. No need to look around, just check your bank account and sigh-or echo Biggie and scream, "fuck the world." 

Or melt into the couch and absorb Red Pill's debut for Mello Music Group-a novel disguised as an album, a surly hymn from poisoned lungs. It's a confirmation of what John Cage once declared: "all great art is a form of complaint." 

Or maybe the better comparison is Bukowski, memorializing the "broken factory windows of emptiness." That makes more sense in Ferndale, Michigan where Red Pill calls home. After college graduation, "Leonard Letdown" started working at a machine shop. A temporary gig turned into a labor daze. The dream of converting music into rent money seemed more elusive by the day. 

Depression compounded. The empty packs of cigarettes turned into cellophane towers. The whiskey mixed with an absence of hope. This album is a signal flare, an escape route, and catharsis. This isn't just hip-hop, this is an attempt to distill the disillusion and cure the hangover. It's both a brilliant mission statement and a jazzy funeral for what was promised but never delivered. 

This is for those who played by the rules only to discover that the game was rigged. This is a toast for those entering their late 20s and still acting like adolescents. It's an anti-Valentine to marriage and mortgages. It offers empathy for those buried under student loan and credit card debt, but who refuse to sink. Even if the smoke rings appear like nooses, this is an artful rebuttal to the nihilism. 

Your favorite song will be determined by what theme you relate to most. Look What This World Did To Us is in league with the best of early Atmosphere or Open Mike Eagle's Dark Comedy, a modern hustle of machinery and migraines. A commemoration of going a quarter century without a foundation and an acknowledgement of the nerves that accompany a future built atop fault lines. These are the late night conversations you have with your friends. The idle nights and empty bottles, the hard questions that come after you realize the world might not be yours.

Red Pill - Rap Game Cranky (prod. Duke Westlake)

"Don’t be fooled by what the media tells you. Follow the money and you’ll always find your answer. Wars, colonization and enslavement are and always were about natural resources. Whoever controls the resources has the power. This song is telling how resources might change over time from civilization to civilization, but the greed of people remains the same." - Musab

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No one confronts the abyss better than Chris Orrick. The Michigan ex-factory worker formerly known as Red Pill has spent the last half-decade documenting industrial decay, familial pain, and struggles with addiction better than almost anyone inhabiting this poisoned soil. It’s somewhere between Charles Bukowski and Michael Moore, or maybe Atmosphere if he couldn’t ignore the arsenic in the air. 

As Orrick tells it, “Portraits,” his latest album for Mello Music Group is a return to form. 

“I tried to strip everything down to what I think I'm best at: simple, concise portraits of who I am,” Orrick says. “Whether that be finding myself through self-portraits, portraits of everyday workers, portraits of the current political moment or portraits of myself told through the eyes of people I encounter daily.” 

From the corroded arteries of the blue-collar heartland, Orrick emerges as one of the most incisive and savage critics of Trump’s America. If the American dream is dead, he unflinchingly lays the blame on avaricious corporations, crude demagogues, and structural racism. There’s nothing polemical about it: just warm-hearted, sad-eyed, gin-flooded depictions of a life where there are few right answers but a litany of wrong ones. 

The Michigan native is an acerbic poet, but too unpretentious and sarcastic to ever call himself that. In his love letter to his long-time girlfriend (“Lazy Buddies”), Orrick fantasizes about the pair decamping to a town an hour outside of Paris, where they can blissfully split a bottle of cheap wine. Then he mocks himself for being a little corny. But that’s part of its charm—through his ruthless honesty, we can see ourselves as we actually are—prone to idle delusions, indolence, and self-obsessed. 

“Portraits can often be overlooked, but there are so many details in the face that tell innumerable stories about what the person portrayed might have been feeling or going through,” Orrick continues. “I'm trying to find those details, within myself and within America today." 

On “Anywhere Instead,” he grouses about how most days he doesn’t want to leave his bed until noon, staring at his phone, wishing for imminent death. It’s a nothing matters, gallows humor that anoints him a laureate of existential dread. He captures the terror of the void, the ambiguity of not knowing where or when your next direct deposit will hit. He’s wise enough to understand how little he understands, allergic to cheap irony or forced symbolism. As he points out on stories, “not every story has a meaning, not every moment has a reason, sometimes you just let the music play and tell you what to say.” 

It’s obvious how loudly the music speaks to Orrick, who is rarely short of opinions or serrated observation. The somber piano-based melancholy and rugged drums of “Portraits” thump via a gifted arsenal of producers including Nolan the Ninja, L’Orange, Exile, Apollo Brown, and Onra. Only two guest rappers appear, Fashawn and Orrick’s partner in Ugly Heroes, Verbal Kent. Orrick carries the rest of the weight and you sense the Atlas burden he shoulders. 

But for the all the poignant complaints, there’s a soulful profundity at the core of the album. It goes further than stress over bills, nicotine and liquor compulsions, and a search for deeper revelation. If you can hear a song like “Mom” without slightly crumbling, you might be iron-born. It’s a eulogy for Orrick’s late mother, dead at 45 without seeing her children grow up, without the opportunity to take pride in her son’s ability to realize his dream—however flawed it can occasionally seem. It’s here where you sense the power of these Portraits. They capture the pain that too many of us feel, that manifests itself in so many distinct ways. For a little while, we understand the raw f&cked up complexity of what it means to be a human being in a lunatic world. The portrait is personal, but it’s all of us too. 
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Lazy Buddies

Chris Orrick -  Lazy Buddies (prod. Apollo Brown)

Moments

Moments (feat. Sapient & Foundation) (prod. Ariano)

When your free styling old songs to a Vibey Beat. Catching that feeling again.
Vintage Rhymes Different Times

Off the Beaten Path / Soul Food Free Flips ft. McNastyTheMysticalMisfit - Beat prod. Herring Franky

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Off the Beaten Path / Soul Food Free Flips ft. McNastyTheMysticalMisfit - Beat prod. Herring Franky

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