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Fat Jon The Ample Soul Physician stays true to his name and displays his abundance of soulful vibes on this, his first full-length release and the mother of all chill-out albums for hip-hop heads. He delves into instrumental hip-hop with refreshing gusto, crafting mellifluous tracks thick with haunting jazz samples, cheerful horns and quirky vocal snippets. His beats are spacious head-nodders that hark back to a time in hip-hop when it was all about the mood, and not the bling-bling. Without resorting to abstraction, Fat Jon's compositions are warm, inviting and aurally stimulating. Fat Jon is clearly on some outer space, cosmic star-gazing kinda s**t "Wet Secrets" sounds like transmissions from another hip-hop world but his real genius lies in his ability to translate his innate originality into the musical language of the layman. So what if you don’t understand where he culls his wide-ranging musical references (jazz greats and early 90s hip-hop might be a starting place)? The important thing is that you come away from it feeling relaxed and refreshed. Wave Motion is up there with De La Soul's 3 Feet High and Rising in its idiosyncratic character and instant likeability. Definitely one for the more reclined moments of your life.
Year Released: 2002
| Record Label: Mush Records
| Style: Beyond Jazz
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me. If we don't run a review, Alligator Records is going to stop servicing us.
Night Flight opened up a whole new world for me--the blues led me, inevitably, to Basie, who led to Duke, who led to Mingus, who led to Miles, who led to ...