People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm is the debut album by the alternative hip hop group A Tribe Called Quest, released on April 17, 1990[11] on Jive Records. Though the album was well-received critically, it had little mainstream appeal. The album did earn the band a devoted following, however, within the alternative hip hop community. People's Instinctive Travels was praised for its inventive lyricism and bizarre sense of humor, mixed with socially aware and literate message tracks. It is one of three albums included in The Source's 100 Best Rap Albums. It also was certified gold by the RIAA on January 19, 1996. The record was given the perfect rating of 5 mics in The Source in 1990 — according to Pitchfork, it was the first album ever to receive this honor.

richmond, virginia-based artist mckinley dixon has always used his music as a tool for healing, exploring, and unpacking the black experience in order to create stories for others like him.
for my mama and anyone who look like her, dixon’s debut album on spacebomb, is the culmination of a journey where heartbreak and introspection challenged him to adapt new ways of communicating physically and mentally, as well as across time and space. the language accessibility aspect of this project draws right back to communication and connecting,” dixon explains. “i think about the messaging, and how this can be a way for another black person, someone who looks like me, to listen to this and process the past. everything i've learned about communication for this album culminates with this bigger question about time. is time linear when you’re still healing and processing? westerners look at time travel as something to conquer or control—it's a colonizer mindset. that’s ignoring how time travel can be done through stories and non-verbal communication, and doesn't acknowledge how close indigenous people are to the land and the connections groups have because they’ve existed somewhere for so long. storytelling is time travel, it's taking the listener to that place. quick time travel. magic.” never relying solely on beats, dixon taps into a hybrid of jazz and rap, pulling in an array of piercing strings, soulful horns, percussion, and angelic vocalists throughout the album—plus features by micah james, lord jah-monte ogbon, pink siifu, and more. jazz instrumentals add a level of uncertainty, with the sounds and shifts evoking a lot of emotion and vulnerability. it’s an energy he describes as “pre-kendrick lamar to pimp a butterfly,” the era when rap adopted more live instrumentation. the best way to sum up this album is: i was sad, i was mad, and now i’m alive,” dixon explains. “these things i talk about on the record have had harmful and brilliant effects on my timeline, and have forced me to be cognizant of the fact that living is complex. rap has allowed me the language to communicate, and be someone who can communicate with people from all over. knowing how far i’ve come, i think people will find trust in the message i’m sending.”

這是國蛋，人稱紙博士，十幾年前他隨著師兄軟嘴唇入門，從幾張地下Mixtape開始，他從不狂躁張揚，但聞音而至的香客卻頗為可觀，而2019以大熱單曲嘻哈囝贏得生涯第一座金音獎之後，他這次化身嘻哈禪師，推出最新的一張集結六首新作的唱片：Earlier This Morning/今晨。
若你沒領教過紙博士，也對當前的嘻哈沒太大興趣，這張專輯非常適合你，因為這是一張少見的嘻哈心靈音樂，姑且稱呼為嘻哈禪。你不必了解太多嘻哈掌故或者當代饒舌技研術語，這張專輯的作品，他要你打開聽了，就只是鬆。
先讓你鬆了，你才有辦法敞開來，讓國蛋沈沈的嗓音，領著你進到自己的內心，忘記嘻哈不是什麼文青拿來裝Gang，屁孩拿來裝Man，張牙舞爪的狗屁生活態度。嘻哈其實一直都是鬆的，即使最兇悍的饒舌歌手如武當幫，你聽著那旋律跟著點頭，你是chill的，嘻哈從不讓你感到緊張。
聆聽這六首作品你可以獨自一人在車上，或者戴一副密閉的耳機在最喧囂的捷運車廂，當然若能在家裡找一個最舒適的懶骨頭上面盤坐，讓音樂帶領你，解開你腦筋裡最死的結，鬆開你筋骨最硬的竅，想像著沒人醒著的時候，你深深的進入自己的世界到忘記了時間，然後暖暖的天光緩緩地從山巒處漫開洩進窗簾，此刻你知道你清醒無比，你知道嘻哈的真諦，不可言語。

@小老虎jfever :
这是我的第一张个人专辑，她叫做《JULIANA》，正式开始发售。
淘宝店地址：
北京唯一实体店地址：@勺子家SpoonHouse 东城区鼓楼东大街211 号。
我保证，每一个专辑都是手工制作的，独一无二，有手掌的温度，唾液的残留，火焰，冷却，针线刺破指尖，喊声掠过海面……朋友，畅饮吧。
你恐惧他，他就庞大
你憎恶他，你就变成他
你想改变他，你成功了
你失去了他，你再也不想吃一口东西
你瘦了，你像个受苦的人
你突然了，你成了负担
你释然了，你成了道理
你索性直接变成了车轮
你去山里，你去沙漠
你看星星，你吃烧烤
你要有烈酒，你怎么表现你的豪迈
你不会再遇到对的人
不然
你结婚干吗呢
——致 JULIANA
有亮光。爵士乐队开始演奏，女歌者唱一曲《you don’t know what love is》
高潮过后，音乐归于流水，这是有人要说话了。
一束追光，打在吧台，我放下酒瓶，望着你：
“前年，家里着了一场火。烈焰浓烟，束手无策，眼巴巴等待烧光生活过的一切痕迹。还好，捡回一条命。赤身裸体在月光下站了半个小时，有人看不过去，扔了条短裤给我。火灭了，我笑了，在废墟中照了张相。
没过多久，爱情来了。谁还做音乐呢？做爱。在办公室的电脑前做爱，在楼道台阶上做爱，在转动的椅子上做爱，在自行车经过的草地上做爱，在海边的桌布上做爱……
灵感随之而来。把自己想象成肥胖的人；把礼物埋在拜祭太阳的各个角落，画一张寻宝图；常常梦到海洋、帆船、鲸鱼、灯塔；在回家的路上，蒙住她的眼睛；采访，录音，偷录，胡诌；用精液画画；讲一个个小故事……
然后，失去它们。
我预感，总有一天，那个名字，会从另一个人的口中，再次被提到。
Juliana。
时间到了，通常这个时候，我会喝醉，倒在老地方。
关于她的故事，我把它们装进每一个空空的酒瓶，投向漆黑的海面。”
有人捡到那个瓶子吗？
小老虎
2012.10