Fred P via giant steps through a matrix based in the phenomenon placing most of the 7.8 billion of us within 6 or fewer degrees — steps — of each other...
- Steps from Fred P:
I'LL TAKE YOU THERE! ▶
'mātriks / "source" / from "mater", Latin for "mother". We're real mothers for ya!
I'LL TAKE YOU THERE! ▶
- Steps forward by: The Matrix
Who I Am & Where I Live
- Name: Fred P
- City: Berlin
- Country: Germany
My Life & Work
-
Bio:
anyone who followed the development of house music made in the usa in the last decade will certainly have met the art of fred peterkin aka fred p aka black jazz consortium.
since a while the new york city native that is working on his very own music for almost 20 years is on everyone's lips as he is releasing some of the gentlest soul infiltrated four-to-the-floor house creations you can get.
his musical set phrase isn't new or special as he is often simply melting shuffling percussions with elementary melodies. but he does it in a sense that the heavy used and abused phrase "deepness" finally gets a fresh truthfully new meaning.
as a man who danced in his younger years in legendary nyc clubs like the red zone, sound factory or tunnel to dj sets of larger-than-life selectors like david morales, frankie knuckles or danny tenaglia, he learned that sometimes less is more. and that he should rather listen to his heart and soul, then to the susurrus of the music market.
that is why you can call his house music journey music, music to travel. sometimes it is an introspective and meditative journey sometimes an inspirational and lively one. it always stays visionary while using simple codes to transform his inner voice into rhythms and melodies.
most of the eps and albums that he produced as fred p or black jazz consortium have been released via his very own label soul people music, which exists since ten years. as fred p he also dropped 12inches on jus-ed's underground quality imprint as well as on toshiya kawasaki's mule music label.
for the latter he now produced an album under the moniker of fp-oner that is listening to simply title "5". why it does so the man from nyc borough queens explains in the liner notes by himself. it is the start of a new trilogy that will lean more to the jazzier, relaxed and atmospherically side of his artistically deep house expressions.
as he adapts more from influences than technique, the album partly reminds of great smooth and exhilarating house moments from the past while heading straight into future. like always in fred p's large œuvre all tracks are rooted in honesty and no chord, no groove, no tone is superficial.
and all eleven tracks thrive on mood – from sad to sunshiny.
the album starts with "in the mist of sunrise" – a track that seduces with a deep heavy bass-line, moony emotive chords and a hint of a gentle piano melody that charmingly isn't thought through. its followed by "manifestations taking place" – an emotive deep jazz influenced track that could easily fit in his black jazz consortium body of work.
with "the art of regeneration" he pushes the beat for the first time really to dance floor. it is a simple sensation of a track with an alien synth melody in the background, cool claps now and then and soft seducing keys. thenceforth the longplayer oscillates between uplifting and smooth sensations and seduces with african percussions, serpentine melodies, jacking beats, emotive deep jazz moments, airy analogue chords, ethereal synths, tinkling keys, lounging soul vocals and dreamy atmospheres.
a groove based introspection that he produced in berlin and up-road in hotel rooms between new york city and tokyo. it put all used elements together to the point in order to create elegant constructed house music that makes you feel entirely at ease.
anew the never tired dj that is constantly on the road playing from berlin to rio, from new york to tokyo proofed that he is one of the great spiritual house master builders of our time. "he who binds to himself a joy does the winged life destroy; but he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in eternity's sun rise." the british poet william blake ones wrote. a poem that suits to the art of fred p., as all his creations come to stay.
Contact Information
-
Management/Booking:
General Manager
ben@thisisgoodpeople.com
Booking Agent
https://onehouseartists.com/artists/fred-p/
My Media & Markets
- ▶ Buy My Music (downloads/CDs/DVDs): http://fredpmusic.bandcamp.com
- ▶ Twitter: SoulPeopleMusic
- ▶ Instagram: fred_p_perpetual_sound
- ▶ Website: http://www.fredpblackjazzconsortium.com
- ▶ YouTube Channel: http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCU7AqOn398eUtLZ28xydaXA
- ▶ YouTube Music: http://music.youtube.com/channel/UCeWaDuS9WOLszcFBTB6WqpQ
The world's artistry via giant steps through a matrix based in the phenomenon placing most of the 7.8 billion of us within 6 or fewer degrees — steps — of each other ...
... a project conceived and built in the fertile, fecund and atavistic ground zero of Bahia, Brazil initially for the discoverability of this singular region's dispossessed genius.
All explained in the window immediately below. Followed — beneath this window — by scores of magnificent artists, each leading to myriads more artists/categories. Inside this window also may be found our Brazilian record store radio, named by British journal The Guardian as one of 10 of the Best Radio Stations Around the World!
IF YOU CAN'T STAND THE HEAT
Brazil is not a European nation. It's not a North American nation. It's not an East Asian nation. It straddles -- jungle and desert and dense urban centers -- both the equator and the Tropic of Capricorn. It absorbed over ten times the number of African slaves taken to the United States of America, and much of its aboriginal population was absorbed into the general population-at-large. Its people have lived under oligarchy, plutocracy, dictatorships and massive corruption, with elements of these still strongly entrenched today.
But!
Brazil has buzz...not the shallow buzz of a fashionable moment...but the deep buzz of a population which in spite of -- or perhaps because of -- the tough slog through life they've been allotted by humanity's dregs-in-fine-linen, have chosen not to simply pull themselves along but to lift their voices in song and their bodies in dance...to eat well and converse well and much and to wring the joy out of the day-to-day happenings and small pleasures of life which are so often set aside or ignored in the European, North American, and East Asian nations.
For this Brazil has a genius perhaps unparalleled in all other countries and societies, a genius which thrives alongside peeling paint and holes in the streets and roads, under bad organization by the powers-that-be, both civil and governmental, under a constant rain of societal indignities...
Which is all to say that if you don't know Brazil and you're expecting any semblance of order, progress and light, you will certainly find the light! And the buzz of a people who for generations have responded to privation at many different levels by somehow rising above it all.
Raimundo Sodré, in a conversation ranging from New Orleans to Harlem and the South Side of Chicago ... through Appalachia and Irish villages and Russian shtetls and the unofficial symbol of Brazil's Bahian-born national music (the pandeiro) almost certainly having arrived in Brazil in the hands of Sephardic Jews (including conversos) fleeing the Inquisition, once remarked: "Where there's misery, there's music!"
A pandeirista on the roof. And it's not just music. And it's not just Brazil.
