THE STRUGGLE - Hip Horns Brass Collective
music by Nil Villà
lyrics by Mabreezee & Aina Pla
Un humil homenatge a la lluita dels músics afroamericans de Nova Orleans contra les violències diàries que pateixen, amb un record especial per als músics assassinats de la Hot 8 Brass Band 🙌🏻
A humble tribute to the struggle of Afro-American musicians from NOLA against the violence they face daily, especially to the murdered musicians of the Hot 8 Brass Band 🙌🏻
Mabreezee - Voice
Aina Pla - Voice
Gregori Hollis - Trumpet
Àlvar Monfort - Trumpet
Joan Mar Sauqué - Trumpet
Nil Villà - Alto Saxophone
Albert Costa - Trombone
Alba Pujals - Trombone
Pablo Martín - Trombone
Miquel Sàez - Bass Trombone
Ramon Berjaga - Sousaphone
HOSS$ Benítez - Drums
Erik Castillo - Percussion
Produced by Albert Costa & Àlvar Monfort
Recorded at El Tercero Studios (Santa Coloma de Gramanet)
Sound Engineer: Carlos Manzanares “Avatar”
Recording Assistants: Pedro Campos & Adrià Veres
Mixed by Neil MacIntosh at New York.
Mastered by Xavier “Lek” Farré at Barcelona.
Graphic Design by Hermes LeBleu
Released by Say It Loud Records & Costa Futuro
© 2024 Schubert Music Publishing
℗ 2024 Costa Futuro / Say it Loud
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Lyrics:
Living the struggle everyday
Too many people taken away
Mans brutes
just like a shooter
demana ajuda
if you’re trying to school us
I’ll break yo neck
et trenco la medul·la
storyteller com en Rick the Ruler
En aquesta terra it’s all about the Mula
Vine uh
et porto a New Orleans
Gumbo, Hot Sauce, Okra, Red Beans,
I’mma about to go in
Yeah Ja estic dins
Cruisin’ down the block with some Black Tints
We were just a few Friends
From the same Land
Trynna get Bands
With a Brass Band
Only One plan
Take over the streets
with a second line jam
8 Kids with some big dreams
keeping tradition by any means
instead of selling dope to the fiends.
Gun Shots you can hear the screams
young Jay got shot he was 17teen
Rest in Peace
Everybody got a dead homie
and when you hear them shots you better duck homie
Cuz life so tough
Would you be there for me?
How can I live with all this pain on me
Living the struggle everyday
Too many people taken away
Secondlining for the lost ones
Keep on fighting for the loved ones