Oblique Brown

Oblique Brown

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Mix of hip hop swagger, heartbreak, celebration, and ultimately a snapshot into the life of a young man in America grappling with being a "brown man in a white world, living through black music".

Biography

Oblique Brown is the eponymous first official release from long time collaborators Zeeb from The Soulful MP's and Chee Malabar of Himalayan Project. Having previously worked together on HP's 2003's Wince At The Sun, Zeeb and Chee started work as Oblique Brown two years ago after Himalayan Project finished promoting Wince At the Sun. The resulting album is a mix of Hip Hop swagger, heartbreak, celebration and, ultimately, is a snapshot into the life of a young man in America grappling with being a "brown man in a white world, living through black music". Zeeb's beats on OB are simple yet lush urban soundscapes that provide a raw, thumping backdrop for Chee's lyrics, which range from humorous to introspective, and whose subject matter reflects a number of complicated issues such as politics, love, ambition and emotional growth. Oblique Brown consists of songs that mark what Hip Hop music has evolved into- a tool for self-expression and evaluation of all aspects of life. Chee and Zeeb recognize that dedicated fans, as well as the artists themselves, are getting older, and this album is a reflection of that maturing Hip Hop community which seeks to find itself through the music it grew up on.

Lyrics

What Remains

Written By: Chee Malabar

[Verse 1]
Mom, I know you think I'm too cold for love
Too old for hugs, who stole the rug?
From under our feet, you used to watch me on the street
Through the window in the kitchen where you cooking up a feast
How we rarely speak now sit and eat in hurt, silent
I wanna ask but life and when you stopped smilin'
But, I'm on the road again this weekend
You got a weary look like you just been weepin'
Is it stress? Debts? Work and no sleep?
Your once alert eyes now lined with crows feet
Shhhh....I just wish that you'd speak
Bout the life that you seek, 'bout the life that we had then
You raising two kids, who asking where dad went
You made a brave face and, packed up our bags then
Moved us to America, you still jet lagged
worked hard, no relaxing, they laughed at your accent!
Damn you soldiered through everything life's force brings
........but I wanted more things
cause Cory's got Diadoras, Rob's got gold rings
I'm rockin' kicks you copped from a grocery store bin
So I stole from your purse, don't know what hurt worse
The fact that I stole or you couldn't buy me new shirts
That's life you'd say, you made no excuses
So I stencil in your hurt, these words will see you through it

[Hook]
If it hurts or it aches, if it burns or it stings
Is it worth all the strain, all the tears that remain
Through the years when the pain comes to claim what remains
Cause it must be love. You trusted love
If it hurts or it aches, if it burns or it stings
Is it worth all the strain, all the tears that remain
Through the years when the pain comes to claim what remains
Then it must be love. You trusted love

[Verse 2]
Khalil, it's been a minute since we talked
I'm sittin at this bar in Michigan sippin' a scotch
Thinking 'bout our mothers and the men that they raised
How we stumbled into manhood, on a road that's unpaved
Some say with age comes wisdom. I think not
Cause as I get older I just shake delusions off
This ain't booze talkin' homey, I hope you doing good
You took me under your wing like an older brother would
Damn, I should have been there when your whole world shook
Heard the cancer's eating her bones, I wondered 'bout your outlook
You shrugged it off, or so it seemed and remained normal
Stayed strong for your fam, your pain remained dormant
Mourned in your own way, you? You here lifeline
Patched your spirits back up. Respect death's design
That's life I guess, you make no excuses
So I stencil in your hurt, these words will see you through it

[Hook]

[Bridge]
When the fan's and the shows and the girls go away
Take a look around, what remains is the day
Put it in a song just to give my life away
To you, for you, to you, for you
When the sun and the stars and the moon fades away
Take a look around, what remains is the day
Put it in a song just to give my life away
To you, for you, to you, for you

[Verse 3]
Why we hurt those we care about, just to protect them
In the name of love, unsaid words become weapons
You say I don't communicate, just stay mum and stare
I'm so selfish, I'd rather talk to drum kicks and snares
And you're tired. Losing patience in this negative space
.........see what I'm saying
Silences, shoulder shrugs, we froze each other out
For weeks on end, had me sleeping on the couch
Till we both got sick, and you got up out the house
Babygirl, it's been August since you left
I ain't a changed man yet, I got no promises left
To all the women that I love, who love me back though I fail 'ya
Who understand a calm sea never makes a skilled sailor
That's life I guess, you make no excuses
So I stencil in your hurt these words will see you through it

[Hook]

Oblique Brown

Written By: Chee Malabar

[Verse 1]
It was the, moment I feared, the corner was clear
or so I thought then a fucking cop appeared
in my rearview, red-blueberries was flashing
flagged me to the side of the road, starte daskin'
for "License, Registration", stayed silentand patient
waitin... as the cop ran my plates, he came back moments later
scanning my face, disappointed, "Ain't no warrants in my name
and this ride's clean man, I got it in my mama's name, what I do?
"You ran a red, illegal U, that's two tickets!"
"Cool, pass em over, i'd love to stay and kick it
but I'll catch you in court, you know I'ma fight it!"
"What! Hold up Osama, don't be so near-sighted!"
Before I snatched the ticket, the cop got excited
clutched his glock and screamed, "Don't even budge bitch!"
Thought he'd call Tom Ridge to tell him "flip the color switch"
A white boy rocks a beard, he's consided rugged
and if I sport one, I'ma threat to the public!
"What you got in the trunk? Any guns-drugs-explosives?"
"Nope, got some CD's though, you can keep as coasters!"
"Where'd you come from?"- "Right around the corner
I just rocked a show man, go ask the owner!"
"Hmm, you had drinks, even 1 or 2 Corona's?"
"Nope, i'm an organd onor, but it's too early to be one!"
"You ever been to jail?" "Nope" - "Well you 'bout to be once!"
"On what charges?" - "Any charges I choose fuck!
DUI, resisting arrest, disorderly conduct"
"Yup, guess I'm America's worst nightmare
cause I'm young, brown and look MiddleEastern"
"Yea, now get out the car, hands up, knees on the floor"
I said, "My sister went to Seton Hall, I know about the law"
he's like, "Dude, your face is probable cause"

[Hook/Bridge]

[Verse2]
I stepped out the car, put my hands upon the hood
the cop calling me names, insulting my manhood
patted me down, found a box of Newports
threw them to the ground and warned, "Dont make me use force"
"Force for what? I ain't puttin' up resistance
you ain't gonna villainize me to validate your existence"
"Listen boy, this is routine procedure
keep yappin' and I'll revoke your Visa"
right then, my girl pulled up, right beside me
jumped out her car and asked the officer politely
'What's goin' on here, leave him alone
he ain't do shit we just on our way home
from listening to some music" 'Mind your business"
She proceeded, so he turned and started starin at her boobs
and made comments, about the way that she strut
staring at her butt, calling her a slut
fuck, I reacted, jabbed his back with my elbow
"Shit, fuck, aww hell no..."
all along all this copper was lookin' for was a reason
and I gave him one, "Assault" see you at the precinct

[Verse3 ]
I'm sitting at the station, cuffed to a cell
Surrounded by browns and cold steel smell
Wondering why, we crossed the dark waters
With its past slavery, exploitation, slaughter
Through the bars in the cell, CO's tossing ham sandwiches
Laughing, treating us like savages
But America's built on inhumane pain
And I bet you felt safe when the Fox News came
That Uday and Qusay Hussein slain
..to you we all the same if you black you sell crack
if you brown you down buildings
Timmy McVeigh did the same shit, yall killed him
But you ain't trample the rights of your whitec ivilians
Didn't harass 'em, or ask 'em for Passports, Visas
Didn't freeze their assets, no search nos eizures
While Bush is up on stage, quoting Jesus
While the sons of the slums ,cuffed up on trumpedc harges
Cause we look different, talk different, labeled as Jihadists
..back in the cell I'm nodding off to a drip
from a tap, but this cats lyin in his own piss
awakens my sense of smell, I'm still in hell
a day later saw the judge, ain't have to post bail
got release on my ownr ecognizance
with a court date, no lawyer, shit ain't looking promising
"It is what it is, kiss your wifey and kids
And if they ask you better tell 'em, you might come back a felon
Oblique Brown, Oblie-Oblique-Oblique Brown
deep down, beat down by the system"

Discography

Dust (EP) released 2009
Oblique Brown released 2006
Thoroughbred/Smoke & Mirrors/What Remains (12') released 2006

Set List

Typical set list is 7-10 songs.
Sets are arranged from uptempo, political songs to shoe gaze hip hop.