Singing for Their Supper
Syracuse rap trio Deadwate weighs
in with Dinnertime
By Nathan Turk, Syracuse New Times
07-09-2003
Syracuse has spawned its fair
share of hip-hop celebrities over the years: DJ Red Alert,
DJ Fuze of Digital Underground, Rich Nice, Miss Jones and
the rising
Seth Marcel (see cover story on page XX). But
this ain't exactly Miami or the Motor City, and the members
of Deadwate know it.
"It's hard to get gigs around
here," laments emcee Michael Childs a.k.a. Our Reality. "The
connotation {of hip-hop} is violent. It's kind of how it was
in the beginning, when people had to fight to get heard. "
Childs and his bandmates, emcee Louis Courcy a.k.a. Mister
Louiee and deejay Salvatore Chisari a.k.a. DJ Tes, released
their debut album Dinnertime (Red Brick Records) in
May. The CD is a booming hybrid of vintage and modern rap
sounds, of new-school crunch and old-school outlook. It's
been a long time coming, considering Deadwate began back in
the day: 1997, to be exact.
Then again, they haven't had the
luxury of major-label support or huge cash advances.
Originally a studio project, the plan was to record material
at Chisari's own Ruffbeat Studios, located on North Salina
Street in Syracuse. The material would then be released
through Red Brick, the imprint started by Childs and Courcy
in 1996.
Along the way the label racked
up a healthy roster of fellow hip-hoppers, including Childs'
own pre-Deadwate group Mad Pack. "If you talk about Syracuse
hip-hop and you don't talk about Red Brick, you don't really
know the scene," Courcy, 33, says. "We helped start the
careers of a lot of these rappers: Seth Marcel, Just One,
Taj Mahal."
Today it houses Doowittle and
James Hurtado, and releases works by Chisari's instrumental
outlet, Tes the Sicilian. "A lot of rap music today is
shoved so far underground, nobody knows it's there," Childs,
34, says, explaining Red Brick's devotion to helping local
acts.
Last year Deadwate became
serious about seeing their own musical agenda materialize,
the results being the 16-track, 73-minute monster
Dinnertime. "We backed off of everything to dedicate
ourselves to just making music," Courcy remembers. He even
quit his job as a chef at To The Moon, formerly at 305
Burnet Ave., to free up more creative time.
The disc's influences are
diverse, reflecting the members' proclivities for New York
City underground hip-hop, 1984-'88-era rap and modern
rhythm'n'blues. The robotic synth lines and bold delivery of
"Hip-Hop America" recall Mr. Lif, for example, while "Playa
Playa" suggests a more boastful Black Starr and "Jim
Johnson" rides a similar dancehall/rap vibe ala Shabba
Ranks. The poignant lyrics and coruscating keyboard line of
"Stress" bring to mind Sage Francis or Aesop Rock.
"The beats are very strong, but
at the same time very catchy," Childs points out. "We're not
all thugged out. Mostly, artists today are just doing the
same thing."
"Just rapping over a CD,"
Chisari, 31, agrees. "There's nothing original."
Rebelling against the mainstream
paradigm was their m.o. in creating the disc's music, which
is all-organic, meaning no samples are used. "Everything's
played," Chisari says. "Some of the drumbeats are taken from
a drum machine, but there's no loops. We didn't even
replicate old stuff. It's hard to get the same sound as most
commercial CDs today; you really have to mix it well."
But Chisari pulled it off,
playing keyboards while Rob Boogie, a Syracuse musician and
friend of the group, laid down bass, keyboards, guitar and
vocals. James Hurtado contributed Latin guitar, and wrote
the melody eventually used in "Understand That." Chisari
then worked his studio wizardry, cutting and pasting
segments of melodies into driving, beat-oriented music that
sounds deceptively like the work of sampling.
The lyrical realm the group
mines is feel-good and largely positive, just like Jurassic
Five or Blackalicous. "If you just look at the songs, a lot
of them are about what we named them," Childs says. "In
'Stomp' and 'Turn it Up,' for example, we're just trying to
uplift the kids, get people off their feet."
Most of Childs' raps on the disc
are freestyle, which is where a lot of their power comes
from. "Usually I just lay on the floor, and let the music go
through my head," he says. "It's very spontaneous. If the
raps don't come, they just don't come. I have to capture
what's there."
Courcy's case is the opposite,
as he often broods for an hour on a single verse. It's his
reverence for hip-hop ("When I was a teen-ager, I'd buy $150
in records a week," he recalls, "I had to be the first one
to get what's hot.") that compels him to be such a
craftsman. "The music is an escape for me," Courcy says.
"When I get too many calls, when there's too many people
bothering me, I can just put the music on and escape."
Right now Dinnertime's
trajectory seems upward-bound, with stores throughout the
Salt City selling the CD. A distribution deal with Nation
Jam will soon bring the disc to the chain stores FYE,
Coconuts and Strawberries. Deadwate also inked a deal with
BPM Promotions, which will be hawking the group's tunes to
commercial-radio stations across the country in the coming
months.
A video for the disc's third
track, "Masters of the Microphone," made its debut May 30 on
Buffalo PBS station WNED-Channel 20's program Late Night
Noise. Videos for "Hustle On" and "Stomp" are also in
the works. "I'm truly happy with {the disc}. If we don't
sell another record, I'll still be happy," Childs says.
"I've lived my hip-hop dream."
The group's Red Brick label has
helped along the dreams of other rappers as well. "We're not
saying we're everything," Childs explains. "But we've put a
lot of cats at the dinner table over the years. Now it's our
turn to sit down, our turn to come and eat."
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