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From his early days breaking on the mean streets of Hertfordshire, through his introduction to house music in the late 80s and his involvement with UK nu-house pioneers Akwaaba, Paul has always lived and breathed music.
Growing up in St.Albans, Paul was initially enthused, like so many of his generation, by the twin delights of the early hip hop sounds emanating from New York and the reckless pleasure of BMX. Joining him in these youthful pursuits were good friends Tom Lee & Steve 'Fela' Kotey. As the 80s drew to a close Paul & friends were naturally drawn to the emerging acid house scene and all the hedonistic pleasure it had to offer. Nights were spent dodging Yardies at Labyrinth and indulging in underage hardcore delights at raves such as Telepathy. Around this time Mudd's DJ career started to take off and he had the dubious pleasure of spinning at the Tudor Oaks, a rather dodgy Hertfordshire club where he and old mucker Tom made an all too brief appearance on the famed late night TV show 'The Hitman & Her'!!
The early 90s brought a maturing in taste for Paul and a renewal of his love for the house sounds of New York & Chicago. Trips to clubs such as Release The Pressure, Bang The Party and the sounds of DJs such as Kid Batchelor, Linden C & Rhythm Doctor eventually led Mudd and compadres to the Cross and the Idjut Boys legendary Phreek nights. Paul felt he had at last found his home and immersed himself in the new homegrown house scene that was growing at a steady pace in London. It wasn't long before Paul and old friends Tom & Steve had fallen in with the Idjuts and with their encouragement and guiding hand Akwaaba was born. Putting their own dubbed out spin on the traditional house sound the boys' music went down a storm and it wasn't long before NYC legend Francois Kevorkian had beaten a path to their door, licensing the track 'Jus' Pilau' for his Essential Mix compilation. High praise indeed. 2 albums and numerous 12s and remixes for labels such as Nuphonic, Tummy Touch, Strutt & Discfunction followed alongside DJ dates at clubs UK & worldwide.
At the turn of the century the three Akwaaba musketeers decided to go their separate ways and explore pastures new and Paul knuckled down in the studio to develop his unique style. Edits on Noid & Big Bear followed until the Mudd we know today was ready to be unleashed on the world. With backing from good chum Ben Cook, head honcho of Rong records in California, Paul released 'Adventures In Bricket Wood' to great acclaim amongst the cognescenti. More releases for Rong followed and a dream chance to work with Latin legend Chico Hamilton soon appeared. The resulting track 'Kerry's Caravan' has gone down a storm in many a varied circle of musical quarters. His recent album for rong, entitled 'Claremont 56' was described as 'just perfect' by IDJ and has received great reviews around the globe. Paul has also started his own label, Claremont 56.
Paul's DJ work has not taken a back seat during this time and his take on the house & disco sound can be heard in many a club worldwide and not forgetting Paul's involvement with Silver Bob's Disco Meltdown, a random drunken pub disco he organises with good friends Trent Longbridge & Andre Tous Les Jours.
The second:
Mudd is a hip-hop producer/MC from Virginia best known for his work as a member of the Jazz Addixx.
54B
MUDD Lyrics
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Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around hereDrowning to the eerie deep
You see man's foolish greed
Wipe this place away
Founded by the flaming lives
A man who found his pride
Seeking equality
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
Sunkin down beneath the damn
A railroad used to stand
That made history
Homes and a college stood tall
Kids gathered every fall
Are in their murky graves
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
It's centuries in the ground now
Kowliga never was found
But it's soul lives on
So when you float along the banks
Of ole Martin lake
Listen for their cries
Their cries their cries
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
I've been waiting
Waiting for your soul
Waiting for your soul
To come around here
The lyrics of MUDD's song "54B" carry a sense of longing and anticipation, marked by the repetitive phrase "I've been waiting for your soul." This repetition signifies a deep yearning for connection, possibly with a loved one or in a broader sense, with the past. The phrase suggests that the essence of someone or something significant has yet to make its presence known. The yearning is not merely for a physical return but seems to be linked to a spiritual or emotional awakening, hinting at themes of loss, memory, and nostalgia. The idea that this soul should "come around" implies that there are unresolved issues or stories tied to this person's essence, evoking feelings of hope amidst a backdrop of despair.
The second stanza shifts the focus toward broader social themes, where the lyrics reference "man’s foolish greed" and the destruction it brings. The mention of "drowning" suggests a sense of suffocation, possibly alluding to the consequences of human actions on the environment or society. The phrase "wipe this place away" brings forth images of devastation, loss, and erasure, indicating that what once existed—a vibrant community or rich history—has been lost due to greed. Additionally, the lines referencing "the flaming lives" and "equality" underscore the struggle for dignity and recognition, reminding listeners that the fight for these ideals often manifests against the backdrop of suffering and destruction.
As the song continues, it evokes imagery of a once-thriving landscape that has now succumbed to neglect and historical erasure. The lyrics note how landmarks like railroads and schools have been "sunk down" beneath the weight of time and loss, emphasizing how these places once held meaning and life but have since been overshadowed by tragedy. The mention of "murky graves" suggests a somber reflection on the lives lost, hinting at the darker chapters of history where once-prominent communities have vanished. This reflects an underlying theme of memory—how places, people, and events that shaped history can become haunting remnants of what used to be, leaving a void that lingers in the present.
Finally, the concluding lines about "Kowliga" capture the essence of how souls live on despite physical absence. The idea that its "soul lives on" resonates with the notion of legacy. The listeners are encouraged to engage with the past by "listening for their cries" along Martin Lake—an invitation that transcends mere observation, prompting introspection on the struggles and stories that have shaped the present. This echoes a broader theme of remembrance and recognition, suggesting that while history may be buried, its spirits and lessons continue to echo, urging the living to remember, honor, and reconnect with what has been lost. Thus, the overall narrative of "54B" intricately weaves the themes of longing, loss, and acknowledgment into a poignant musical tapestry reflecting on human experience.
Line by Line Meaning
I've been waiting
I have been patiently anticipating
Waiting for your soul
Yearning for your essence or true self
Waiting for your soul
Longing for the core of who you are
To come around here
To return to this place or state of being
I've been waiting
I have continued this state of expectation
Waiting for your soul
Hoping for a reconnection with your spirit
Waiting for your soul
Seeking the revival of your inner self
To come around here
To re-emerge in this environment or context
Drowning to the eerie deep
Sinking into a hauntingly profound abyss
You see man's foolish greed
Recognizing the shortsighted avarice of humanity
Wipe this place away
Erasing the existence of what once was
Founded by the flaming lives
Established by passionate and vibrant individuals
A man who found his pride
An individual who discovered his sense of dignity
Seeking equality
Pursuing fairness and parity among all
I've been waiting
I have remained in this state of hope
Waiting for your soul
Anticipating your spiritual return
Waiting for your soul
Holding out for the resurgence of your true self
To come around here
To manifest again in this locality
I've been waiting
I have sustained my longing
Waiting for your soul
Eagerly hoping for your essence to reappear
Waiting for your soul
Persistently desiring your spirit's return
To come around here
To arrive again in this familiar place
Sunkin down beneath the damn
Submerged under the constraints of a dam
A railroad used to stand
Once, a railroad thrived in this area
That made history
Which played a significant role in historical events
Homes and a college stood tall
Residences and an educational institution once flourished here
Kids gathered every fall
Children used to come together in autumn
Are in their murky graves
Now lie buried in obscured resting places
I've been waiting
I have been in a state of expectation
Waiting for your soul
Longing for the return of your spirit
Waiting for your soul
Seeking the presence of your true self
To come around here
To reappear in this place
I've been waiting
I have maintained my longing over time
Waiting for your soul
Anticipating your spirit's resurgence
Waiting for your soul
Eagerly desiring your essence to come back
To come around here
To find your way back to this realm
It's centuries in the ground now
Centuries have passed with history buried deep
Kowliga never was found
The town of Kowliga remains undiscovered
But it's soul lives on
Yet its spirit endures in memory
So when you float along the banks
Therefore, as you drift by the shores
Of ole Martin lake
Of the old Martin lake
Listen for their cries
Be attentive to the echoes of their voices
Their cries their cries
The lamentations and pleas from beyond
I've been waiting
I have been persistently hopeful
Waiting for your soul
Yearning for a reconnection with your true self
Waiting for your soul
Longing for your essence to return
To come around here
To return to this familiar place
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Samuel Williams
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