Arts The Beatdoctor (Feat. The Proov) - “Transitions”
Big ups to Audioholics Anonymous, because this one has been on repeat all damn day!
Arts The Beatdoctor (that’s quite the name by the way) is a producer from the Netherlands who got his start providing backdrops for rappers, but then decided to go solo, creating jazz-inspired tunes with nice drum beats and smart samples. In 2007 he released his debut, Transitions, which features a mix of smooth instrumentals and collaborations with Dutch rappers such as Pete Philly. I’ve been listening to a few pieces from Transitions, and I really find myself falling for the Beatdoctor’s intoxicating sounds and moods, with this one being a particular highlight.
“Transitions” is a fleeting, moody listen. One which, for me, evokes a vivid image of a rainy late-afternoon train ride, probably in London or Paris. It’s a subtle and striking track, and the frequent appearances of the horns, and the xylophone-like melody looms. It’s all very precise, and Arts proves why he should be called the Beatdoctor. Guest rapper The Proov’s ruminations on life and women is not bad, and paired with the awesome tune, it comes across nicely. The only problem is that the track a bit too short, but the smooth and understated interlude towards the end is not bad either.
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Netherlands
2011.07
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Michael Jackson in Amsterdam 1977 (by B?n)
Spring weather (by Angelo G. Noziglia)
Holland
The canals of Amsterdam.
This bitch can Dream again, ain’t no brows gonna get my man!
Antonio Thinks:
Antonio really does:
I don’t really have much to report on Amsterdam — since I’ve been here once before, I stupidly slacked off on the picture-taking front during this visit!
Amsterdam’s notorious red-light district is packed with tacky “coffee shops” (these are where one goes to buy marijuana), sex shops, and fast-food joints; this area certainly lives up to its seedy reputation, and walking around here definitely gets old pretty quickly. The prostitutes, referred to simply as “girls” by jaded shopkeepers, beckon would-be customers from giant windows that have red fluorescent light bulbs running over the top of them (there’s a strict “no picture” policy here, which is understandable). Each prostitute has her own window, and some act really bored, either staring off into the distance or chatting on a cell phone. It’s weird and kinda creepy to think of people as being products on display…
Anyway, given the abundance of canals in this city, which is a bit prettier than I remembered, B and I decided to stay in a hostel boat (ahem, coincidentally the cheapest option). Our room was SO TINY that our bags took up all of the floor space; the bunk bed was so cramped that the top bunk was only about 6 inches from my face (I always claim the bottom bunk)! I felt a little claustrophobic, but it was a pretty fun experience. Here’s our hostel boat, The Avanti:
Highlight of our stay: I was delighted to discover fast-food automats, machines that dispense delicious foods like fried sausages and cheeseburgers for €1-2,5 each! Yesss.
Faculty Club de la Universided de Tilburg
Architects: Shift Architecture Urbanism
Locarion: Tilburg, Netherlands
Horses in the snow #2 (by ReinierTreur)
“The Law of Burning” Centurian
Winter in the Netherlands is cold (by Johan van Beilen)
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What kind of weird shit is this
