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Sunday morning has arrived, it is 9:54 am, and Dom P has music on his mind. He, almost with a hint of excitement, states, "Everyday man...its every single day that I wake up thinking about a line, a lyric, a melody, a song...anything music-related. [Laughs] Its like music was a virus that I caught the minute I heard it, and its been invading ever since". It seems as though he has decided to make his virus contagious, since his catalogue is growing at a Lil Wayne-esque pace, over-drawn with conflicting ideals, witty metaphors, unyielding flow, and realistic passion and bravado, and showing no indication of slowing down soon. He realizes that his stakes are high, and he's dealing with a now-or-never business, that seems to have the doors jilted at each turn...but he's trying all his keys anyway. Paticio Gabriel Castillo, 21, was born to two Dominican parents, who emigrated to New York City in the early eighties during the height of Dominican immigration, whom he credits his entire being to. "My parents were really like my guideline on how to be who I am now. You know? Like seeing my mother's attitude, I created my own, and fascinated by my father's talent...I discovered my own". That talent which he refers to, is that of Reynaldo Castillo, acclaimed percussionist for one of the most popular bands in Latin music, "Milly y La Orchesta". He admirably reflects, "I used to stare at my dad practice his drum routine on these rubber pads that he had...man it use to shock the shit out of me to see such fast, rhythmic movement come out of my dad. That shit can make any little kid proud". Tagging alongside his father for various concerts and events throughout his childhood, Dom saw everything the music world had to offer, good and bad, and begged for participation. "Man I could only fucking imagine what that's like!" he says coming out of his nonchalant demeanor, "Having someone come up to you, as they would to my dad, being incredibly honored to shake your hand, simply because you're talented. That legendary status is so amazing, simply because it puts you in a realm where you're almost perfect at something. And to be called perfect for doing something you love: its unreal!" With a hand full of raw almonds ("They're really good for your skin...and they taste damn good" he says) we enter the BMI building, where he is going to finally register himself for publishing purposes and for a meeting with one of the top executives of the company. Although this seems like an opportunity of a lifetime that would render any person nervous, Dom is calmly looking around and chatting of the pitfalls of post-graduate life with the receptionist. "This is a nice fucking waiting area...you can tell a lot about something by how you wait for it...so this is probably gonna' be good". After the meeting [held behind closed doors], he comes out of the room with a stifled smile that indicates it went better than he expected. As we get into a cab, he tells me, "you know God makes no mistakes and never says anything slick to a can of grease...so whatever happens and however it happens...that's the way it has to go! That being said...I have the patience of a saint for this, because I know it will come." As soon as he gave the cab driver the address, he lets me know we are en route to his recording studio, which he has set up in his home. "My man Ace King showed me how to set up my own shit, so instead of paying $60/ hr for a 'professional' studio, I pay $700 and make my own for life." He explains how he has learned that one way or another, one has to find the path to reach one's goals, and his anecdote of creating his own home studio was just one of the many adventures he's had to traverse in his life. Speaking in the most entrepenuarial spirit, he constantly refers to one's success as one's own doing and not a mere product of chance and waiting. "I had to make it man. I had to make wack songs, with wack sound quality... that's what taught me to make great songs, with perfect sound quality." As soon as the work station is powered up, its a completely different Dom P. Its like he dawns a disguise that gets shred to pieces the minute sounds begin projecting from his lavish studio speakers. His mood seems far more mellowed, yet his tone is far more energetic. He slumps in his chair and begins to mumble things to himself (which I later discover is the song-writing process). "I can't sit and just write rhymes with no emotion. I can do it with no beat, but not without emotion. If I don't feel what I'm saying, why would I ever expect YOU to feel it?" After a reflective pause he adds, "its so stupid when dudes just make songs with no meaning. Its a waste of so much time and money, that I don't know how execs even 'ok' shit like that." Dom P, however, appears to not be trodden with pressure or fears for creating quality music. After about 15 minutes of no conversation and a looping instrumental, he finally smiles and lowers the volume and says, "let me let you in my head: Time waits for no man, time must be an old man/ traveling the old land, as if he were a nomad/ time is my nigga, 'cause he never lets me hold back/ its now or never, time will tell if my flow lasts." Impressive, to say the least! Less than an hour has elapsed and Dom P has already concluded a song he tentatively titled "Time Vs. The Man" and after hearing it play back three or four times, he says he's pleased. "It drives me crazy sometimes," he begins, "like, I want it to sound so unbelievably perfect, that sometimes I discourage myself. [Laughs] So when I play it back, I'm not hearing for how good it is, but actually looking for what's wrong with it, so I can filter it out and possibly shape perfection out of it". Its incredibly refreshing to watch someone demonstrate so much passion and commitment to a craft, that seems to be taken less serious as the years progress. The music business has become one of intense commercialism and pursuit of profit and immediate fame, and caught up in the business of selling music, it seemed to have stopped caring about making music. Therefore, the quality of lyricism displayed on a record is rarely ever given praise, and in some cases, the lyricist is overlooked in preference of the generic rapper. "I guess its depressing if you think about it. Like I'm so in love with this one song I just made and that one line I told you about [one where states: time filled with seconds that it will never lend/ that will end your life, but time will never end] and I thought so much to create these great lines and ideas. Yet, somewhere in another studio, some nigga is just writing rhymes about some bullshit, not even caring about what he's saying, thinking of a dance for it or some shit and shipping it out to the public. Its a dual problem 'cause its kind of obvious these niggas don't give a fuck about making MUSIC, but then again, the fucking fans aren't giving them a reason to give a fuck. So its like both sides of the coin are braindead." As I leave his studio (which he refers to as "Outer Space" due to the out-of-this-world feeling he claims to feel when he creates music), he grabs my wrist and says, "If you make any reader believe anything, make them believe I'm one of the nicest lyricists ever. [Laughs]. You can portray my personal self as a fucking asshole, but let them know the music is real! This shit has less to do with my ego, and more to do with my music." For some reason, his closing argument stuck in my head and I realize that here was one of the most talented individuals I've ever met (not saying this due to his request), with so much to offer the world, especially music fans, yet its still difficult for true talent to acquire any platform to display itself. Without question, Dom P will become someone to note in the future and will most probably achieve the legendary status he so covets, but for now, one things is evident about the young, humble lyricist and its best left to be said in his own words: "As I told you in the cab, God makes no mistakes. So its no mistake that I'm good at this, and its definitely no mistake that you are the one who gets to tell my story. So if I never get the chance to tell it myself, I deeply thank you [pause]...O and of course God for bringing you here [chuckles]." No mistake indeed. ----- Shavon Jones Journalist and Jr. Editor
When you think about battling life and death you might think old age, war, maybe even having too much fast food, but one rarely thinks birth which was the case with the up and coming Dom P whose real name is Patricio Castillo. On December 2nd, 1986, his mom had to decide whether to let her only son, who hasnt even been born yet, live in return for her own life. Like any great mother would do, she decided to let him live. Fortunately for both of them, they both made it. Growing up in Inwood, Washington Heights and Harlem in New York City, which predominantly has Dominican and Black people roaming the streets, Spanish music and hip-hop was and still is the music being heard all over. Being a son to a drummer for the most famous female Spanish Merengue star Milly Quezada, it was only a matter of time until he himself got into music. Even at a young age he would write poems and rap with friends for fun. He always knew he had a knack for it but never thought seriously about pursuing a hip hop career until his friends gave him that extra push. Alongside his cousins Emmanuel "Dj Boy" Abreu, and the YLG crew, Dom P is creating music that will surely inspire the youth in poverty-stricken neighborhoods to pursue the truth in life, and put Washington Heights on the map for the first time. Hip Hop has been his love since the first moment he heard it, and now he ensures any one who listens that he will represent Hip Hop in its element. Stay tuned for this one, he's sure to bring a lot of commotion to the streets of "New York, New York."
-Dj BOY
http://www.myspace.com/domp207
Sunday morning has arrived, it is 9:54 am, and Do… Read Full Bio ↴www.DomPonline.com
Sunday morning has arrived, it is 9:54 am, and Dom P has music on his mind. He, almost with a hint of excitement, states, "Everyday man...its every single day that I wake up thinking about a line, a lyric, a melody, a song...anything music-related. [Laughs] Its like music was a virus that I caught the minute I heard it, and its been invading ever since". It seems as though he has decided to make his virus contagious, since his catalogue is growing at a Lil Wayne-esque pace, over-drawn with conflicting ideals, witty metaphors, unyielding flow, and realistic passion and bravado, and showing no indication of slowing down soon. He realizes that his stakes are high, and he's dealing with a now-or-never business, that seems to have the doors jilted at each turn...but he's trying all his keys anyway. Paticio Gabriel Castillo, 21, was born to two Dominican parents, who emigrated to New York City in the early eighties during the height of Dominican immigration, whom he credits his entire being to. "My parents were really like my guideline on how to be who I am now. You know? Like seeing my mother's attitude, I created my own, and fascinated by my father's talent...I discovered my own". That talent which he refers to, is that of Reynaldo Castillo, acclaimed percussionist for one of the most popular bands in Latin music, "Milly y La Orchesta". He admirably reflects, "I used to stare at my dad practice his drum routine on these rubber pads that he had...man it use to shock the shit out of me to see such fast, rhythmic movement come out of my dad. That shit can make any little kid proud". Tagging alongside his father for various concerts and events throughout his childhood, Dom saw everything the music world had to offer, good and bad, and begged for participation. "Man I could only fucking imagine what that's like!" he says coming out of his nonchalant demeanor, "Having someone come up to you, as they would to my dad, being incredibly honored to shake your hand, simply because you're talented. That legendary status is so amazing, simply because it puts you in a realm where you're almost perfect at something. And to be called perfect for doing something you love: its unreal!" With a hand full of raw almonds ("They're really good for your skin...and they taste damn good" he says) we enter the BMI building, where he is going to finally register himself for publishing purposes and for a meeting with one of the top executives of the company. Although this seems like an opportunity of a lifetime that would render any person nervous, Dom is calmly looking around and chatting of the pitfalls of post-graduate life with the receptionist. "This is a nice fucking waiting area...you can tell a lot about something by how you wait for it...so this is probably gonna' be good". After the meeting [held behind closed doors], he comes out of the room with a stifled smile that indicates it went better than he expected. As we get into a cab, he tells me, "you know God makes no mistakes and never says anything slick to a can of grease...so whatever happens and however it happens...that's the way it has to go! That being said...I have the patience of a saint for this, because I know it will come." As soon as he gave the cab driver the address, he lets me know we are en route to his recording studio, which he has set up in his home. "My man Ace King showed me how to set up my own shit, so instead of paying $60/ hr for a 'professional' studio, I pay $700 and make my own for life." He explains how he has learned that one way or another, one has to find the path to reach one's goals, and his anecdote of creating his own home studio was just one of the many adventures he's had to traverse in his life. Speaking in the most entrepenuarial spirit, he constantly refers to one's success as one's own doing and not a mere product of chance and waiting. "I had to make it man. I had to make wack songs, with wack sound quality... that's what taught me to make great songs, with perfect sound quality." As soon as the work station is powered up, its a completely different Dom P. Its like he dawns a disguise that gets shred to pieces the minute sounds begin projecting from his lavish studio speakers. His mood seems far more mellowed, yet his tone is far more energetic. He slumps in his chair and begins to mumble things to himself (which I later discover is the song-writing process). "I can't sit and just write rhymes with no emotion. I can do it with no beat, but not without emotion. If I don't feel what I'm saying, why would I ever expect YOU to feel it?" After a reflective pause he adds, "its so stupid when dudes just make songs with no meaning. Its a waste of so much time and money, that I don't know how execs even 'ok' shit like that." Dom P, however, appears to not be trodden with pressure or fears for creating quality music. After about 15 minutes of no conversation and a looping instrumental, he finally smiles and lowers the volume and says, "let me let you in my head: Time waits for no man, time must be an old man/ traveling the old land, as if he were a nomad/ time is my nigga, 'cause he never lets me hold back/ its now or never, time will tell if my flow lasts." Impressive, to say the least! Less than an hour has elapsed and Dom P has already concluded a song he tentatively titled "Time Vs. The Man" and after hearing it play back three or four times, he says he's pleased. "It drives me crazy sometimes," he begins, "like, I want it to sound so unbelievably perfect, that sometimes I discourage myself. [Laughs] So when I play it back, I'm not hearing for how good it is, but actually looking for what's wrong with it, so I can filter it out and possibly shape perfection out of it". Its incredibly refreshing to watch someone demonstrate so much passion and commitment to a craft, that seems to be taken less serious as the years progress. The music business has become one of intense commercialism and pursuit of profit and immediate fame, and caught up in the business of selling music, it seemed to have stopped caring about making music. Therefore, the quality of lyricism displayed on a record is rarely ever given praise, and in some cases, the lyricist is overlooked in preference of the generic rapper. "I guess its depressing if you think about it. Like I'm so in love with this one song I just made and that one line I told you about [one where states: time filled with seconds that it will never lend/ that will end your life, but time will never end] and I thought so much to create these great lines and ideas. Yet, somewhere in another studio, some nigga is just writing rhymes about some bullshit, not even caring about what he's saying, thinking of a dance for it or some shit and shipping it out to the public. Its a dual problem 'cause its kind of obvious these niggas don't give a fuck about making MUSIC, but then again, the fucking fans aren't giving them a reason to give a fuck. So its like both sides of the coin are braindead." As I leave his studio (which he refers to as "Outer Space" due to the out-of-this-world feeling he claims to feel when he creates music), he grabs my wrist and says, "If you make any reader believe anything, make them believe I'm one of the nicest lyricists ever. [Laughs]. You can portray my personal self as a fucking asshole, but let them know the music is real! This shit has less to do with my ego, and more to do with my music." For some reason, his closing argument stuck in my head and I realize that here was one of the most talented individuals I've ever met (not saying this due to his request), with so much to offer the world, especially music fans, yet its still difficult for true talent to acquire any platform to display itself. Without question, Dom P will become someone to note in the future and will most probably achieve the legendary status he so covets, but for now, one things is evident about the young, humble lyricist and its best left to be said in his own words: "As I told you in the cab, God makes no mistakes. So its no mistake that I'm good at this, and its definitely no mistake that you are the one who gets to tell my story. So if I never get the chance to tell it myself, I deeply thank you [pause]...O and of course God for bringing you here [chuckles]." No mistake indeed. ----- Shavon Jones Journalist and Jr. Editor
When you think about battling life and death you might think old age, war, maybe even having too much fast food, but one rarely thinks birth which was the case with the up and coming Dom P whose real name is Patricio Castillo. On December 2nd, 1986, his mom had to decide whether to let her only son, who hasnt even been born yet, live in return for her own life. Like any great mother would do, she decided to let him live. Fortunately for both of them, they both made it. Growing up in Inwood, Washington Heights and Harlem in New York City, which predominantly has Dominican and Black people roaming the streets, Spanish music and hip-hop was and still is the music being heard all over. Being a son to a drummer for the most famous female Spanish Merengue star Milly Quezada, it was only a matter of time until he himself got into music. Even at a young age he would write poems and rap with friends for fun. He always knew he had a knack for it but never thought seriously about pursuing a hip hop career until his friends gave him that extra push. Alongside his cousins Emmanuel "Dj Boy" Abreu, and the YLG crew, Dom P is creating music that will surely inspire the youth in poverty-stricken neighborhoods to pursue the truth in life, and put Washington Heights on the map for the first time. Hip Hop has been his love since the first moment he heard it, and now he ensures any one who listens that he will represent Hip Hop in its element. Stay tuned for this one, he's sure to bring a lot of commotion to the streets of "New York, New York."
-Dj BOY
http://www.myspace.com/domp207
Curiosity
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Androcles Counting down to one, swelter in the sun But with you,…
Asiahn Said you're thinkin' 'bout love, said you're thinkin' 'bout …
Atlantic Starr and The Jets [Chorus] Curiosity, I've got to know Is she just a play thin…
Ben Cocks Now I know how it feels to hold pure solid…
Bryce Savage She's a good girl on the outside But a bad girl…
Camel Sail, sail away There you go Why not let me come along I…
Carly Rae Jepsen Break a bone Got me on my knees You break my heart…
Carly Rae Jepsen(칼리 래 젭슨) Break a bone Got me on my knees, You break my heart,…
Catt Curiosity Oh how you got to me You drive me crazy When he’s…
Colours Run Look around the old curiosity shop You could buy it…
Cornelius Curious and bored Stumbled through the door Tripping over …
Dallas Crane Don't need pills to blow my mind I found thrills of…
Danny G & The Salvation Pains Your love is beautiful. Your love is sensual. My love will p…
Dead Naked Hippies I'll choke down here I won't touch the sky Why…
Dr. John You always call mine at the wrong time Not the wrong…
Durand Bernarr I've heard nothing but good things Allegedly the place of dr…
Emma Wallace Climbing in bed with you It’s like the sweetest maze in…
Fandroid! Hello Neighbor! That's my ice-breaker! I just moved in …
Genki Rockets Whenever you feel confused Lost in the clouds Mind drifts …
Han's Band 춘향이 이도령 첫사랑 고귀한 사랑의 결정판 후세에 길이길이 남는데 왜 내겐 아직 어리다고만…
Ieatpants Partially out of curiosity And partially out of respect Fo…
Iggy Pop Because of curiosity All the Vandals had to see The golden t…
Illuwn I look at this inert shape and I wonder: Who you…
J-Boogie Ay mima no, no me toque No me rompa el corazon Ay…
Jepsen Carly Rae Break a bone Got me on my knees You break my heart…
Jets (The) [Chorus] Curiosity, I've got to know Is she just a play th…
Joe & Ann Far ahead In the open The cold air I cannot see But I wonder…
John Reuben As fast as the world is changing It’s hard to find…
k.d. lang Curious and bored Stumbled through the door Tripping over …
k.d.lang Curious and bored Stumbled through the door Tripping ove…
Lang Curious and bored Stumbled through the door Tripping over …
Laura Warwick You walk straight past me everyday, Surely by now, you recog…
Lexy & K-Paul feat. Ono [feat. ONO] Curious and bored Stumbled through the door Tripping over …
Little River Band Sometimes I think I'm just a crazy cat Running around, don't…
Loona Ah yeah, curiosity 내게 부는 너란 바람 속에 난 한 순간 모든…
MIJOO 오늘도 그댄 모르나 봐요 어제보다 더 가깝게 있죠 들어 줘요 내…
Miki Rose [Verse 1] Where'd you come from? Boy, you look so out of…
Morgoth Imagine all, all our lives Battlefields of broken dreams S…
Nao Touch me when you feel that ember light Candle wax dripping…
Neon BLK Temptation is a hell to pay Curious mind I'll think I'll…
Nicole [Featuring Dent Lil' Mo] [Nicole] c'mon make it…
Nicole Feat. Lil' Mo & Dent [Featuring Dent Lil' Mo] [Nicole] c'mon make it…
Pain of Salvation Your love is beautiful Your love is sensual My love will p…
Porcelain and The Tramps Killing me I wanna know if you can turn me out Tip…
Porcelain Black Killing me I wanna know if you can turn me out Tip…
Pridebowl You thought you'd think of a way to escape the…
Rav-E Ay mima no, no me toque No me rompa el corazon Ay…
Sergey Lazarev Verse 1. Are you looking for love Dont want romance now F…
The Early Hours I see sunsets surround the space where you left A place…
The Jets [Chorus] Curiosity, I've got to know Is she just a play thin…
The Jets (R&B) [Chorus] Curiosity, I've got to know Is she just a play th…
Turnover They love to tell you what to say, how to…
V.K'S Don't you wanna know what it feels like When my lips…
Vanesha Knight [VK] Ah-hah, ahaha This is tripped out, tripped out I…
Vaughn Anthony Home boys never see me coming Y’all curled up Now it’s too…
Vk [VK] Ah-hah, ahaha This is tripped out, tripped out I…
Waltari Penetrating throught your skin to the flesh I force myself t…
Zapp & Roger Curiosity So mysterious I′ve been watching you, I'm curious…
元気ロケッツ Whenever you feel confused Lost in the clouds Mind drifts Tr…
刘瑞琦 三度和弦 还记得那年夏天邹忌讽齐王纳谏 你拍着我的肩说不就是失恋 流水落花春去也日子一天天有丝分裂 你说烦恼不必遮遮掩掩…
이달의 소녀 (LOOΠΔ) Ah yeah, curiosity 내게 부는 너란 바람 속에 난 한 순간 모든…
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