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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Spoken Word Poetry: A Groove Through Time Man, you’re just a real gone cat/breaking the habit and diggin’ something new/ Your world spins fast with the beat/ your music collection—a limited edition on the Acid Side of the Jazzy beat/ a gold standard Acid jazz kaleidoscope of sound/ Acid Jazz LPs dance like shadows in the street/ so you are hip to Acid Jazz, a genre born in the night, Funk, soul, and hop intertwined/ a rhythm that pulses and ignites, elements of funk, soul, and hip-hop, as well as disco, started in London’s clubs/ it began to unwind with drugs sex, and the deep beat of percussion that flows from the spin tables and the DJ mix into subcultures, including rave, acid house, and jungle that flooded the superclubs like the river’s current, Man, it was a nu British sound that had its own records shops, and music producers/ live performance, an electric embrace, a tapestry woven with the threads of the past, an anthem for a nu sound/ ain’t it cool, man, to swing and sway? Acid cool, with words that play, each note a story, every beat a fight, against the social and political realities of the day/ from the UK to the States in the ‘90s/ broken beats, deep funk, a hip new sound, born in clubs/ a deep history resurrected/ Hip hop producers diving deep in the trunk of old town bump de bump funk/ Electric Rhodes, guitars that gleam, Jazz-funk—triple threat, the dream, steppin’ out to that new Acid Jazz sound, Brand New Heavies, where vibes abound. James Taylor Quartet, Jazz Hole, Jamiroquai, spinning out of control all deep into the show/ Eddie Piller, the architect, of Acid Jazz Records—music to reflect/ Disc jockeys, producers, crafting the groove, adding percussion, making the old move, sampling the past with a sleazy intent, Old Skool mentality, a love that won’t relent/ Lofi vibes ride the waves of the scene, A boost of spoken word slam jazz, a dream within a dream/ So dig on brother and let the music wrap you, let it break your square mold/ In this young history of Acid Jazz, let the stories be told/ step into the rhythm, and let your dancin’ feet fly/ In this world of sound, we’ll never say goodbye, for there is always someone to meet on this Acid Jazz ride/
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