themselves are doseone and jel, from California.
Jel became familia… Read Full Bio ↴themselves are doseone and jel, from California.
Jel became familiar with dose through his good friend and radio partner, Kevin Beacham. But it wasn't until early 1998 when some tapes were exchanged through mutual friend, Mr. Dibbs, that the two realized their potential together. Soon after a few phone conversations, jel started making frequent sojourns from Chicago to Cincinnati to record with dose. The duo's first couple of tracks ended up on dose's first, self-released record Hemispheres (1998). Then from April of 1998 to January of 1999 they solidified their chemistry, putting the tracks together that would end up on themselves' them. That same Spring dose and jel, along with Slug of Atmosphere and sole and alias of Live Poets began recording deep puddle dynamics's The Taste Of Rain... Why Kneel. Out of that record, the concept of anticon was somewhere born -- whose founding dose and jel would become an integral part of, later bringing them both to the Bay Area.
Since then, both artists have continued to push boundaries, producing and collaborating on a range of work far outside the constructs of traditional genre forms. They've expanded their use and understanding of their equipment, as well as perfected their live performances. Their record, the no music. (2002), involved the use of: an SP-1200, an MPC-2000, a Korg Poly 64 keyboard, some other shit, a Roland VS 880, Digital Performer, a Dr. Sample, various microphones, numerous household items and found objects and sounds. Recently the two of them have also expanded their roles in the group, both contributing vocals and production to the no music.. They also added Dax Pierson on keyboards, Dr. Sample, Theremin and back up vocals on many of their tracks, and to all of their live performances. Dax is essential in adding syncopation and a real time quality to the tracks.
After a six-year hiatus, Themselves return on a rampage of heady rap wrung from hardworking hands. Of course, the duo of Jeffrey āJelā Logan and Adam āDoseoneā Drucker are never too far from the frontlines of good art and honest music. Last year, their Subtle sextet released its third album, the critically acclaimed and wildly adventurous ExitingARM, and a 2005 collaboration with Germanyās the Notwist yielded the cult gem 13 & God. There have been solo offerings, guest appearances, and ceaseless touring, but not peep from the name behind 2002ās left-field classic The No Music. That blessed interim has seen Doseone and Jel become the fearless musicians and exacting artists theyād always meant to be. Now, hungrier than ever, Themselves are here to scrawl a bold new chapter across rapās too-stale tome. Furthermore, they set out to accomplish this feat unadorned, returning to hip-hopās most cardinal and carnal form, the number two: the DJ and the MCāneck-snapping beats and precision proseāaccompanied by a little righteous indignation, of course.
Such things do have roots, naturally, and Themselvesā are as colorful as one would expect. Drucker was born in Napa, Idaho, to a hippie pair whose relationship wouldnāt outlast its ideals. Logan was raised in Chicago by Pentecostal parents. While the former spent his preteen years bouncing between Philadelphia and New Jersey, surviving by his mile-a-minute wit and ceaseless imagination, Logan nursed an early love for the decidedly safe sounds of Chuck Berry into raging crush on the unhinged backbone of rap music: beats. Heād pump gas in order to save up for the hallowed SP-1200 drum machine (of which heās now a renowned master); Drucker would hone his unmatched rap styles in street battles before moving to Cincinnati in his late teens. In that cityās annual āScribble Jamā competition, as āDoseone,ā he famously battled Eminem in a final-round showdownāas well as one of his idols, Freestyle Fellowshipās P.E.A.C.E.āand the experience left him hollow. Meanwhile, Jel had forged a sound unto himself, but couldnāt find a voice able to keep pace. In 1998, tapes were exchanged through the venerable DJ Mr. Dibbs, and history came to be made.
Of that initial meeting, much would be born: Doseoneās ambitious, self-released debut Hemispheres (1998); Themselvesā seminal unveiling, Them (1999); the landmark collaborative project, Deep Puddle Dynamics (also featuring Sole, Alias and Atmosphereās Slug); and the Anticon label itself. Soon, Dose and Jel moved to Oakland in order to spark a movement with Anticonās other co-founders, two of which (Odd Nosdam, and Yoni Wolf of WHY?) were in yet another celebrated group with Drucker, the eternally lauded cLOUDDEAD. Since, Doseone and Jel have continued to challenge rapāand our conception of music itselfāevery step of the way. Through their joint projects and an impressive body of solo work (see 2006ās Soft Money, by Jel, or Doseoneās self-released spoken-word album, Soft Skulls), these two have been nurturing the kind of legacy that only gets better with age. In 2009, Themselves return to a core thatās been warming, strengthening, and expanding all the while.
Jel became familia… Read Full Bio ↴themselves are doseone and jel, from California.
Jel became familiar with dose through his good friend and radio partner, Kevin Beacham. But it wasn't until early 1998 when some tapes were exchanged through mutual friend, Mr. Dibbs, that the two realized their potential together. Soon after a few phone conversations, jel started making frequent sojourns from Chicago to Cincinnati to record with dose. The duo's first couple of tracks ended up on dose's first, self-released record Hemispheres (1998). Then from April of 1998 to January of 1999 they solidified their chemistry, putting the tracks together that would end up on themselves' them. That same Spring dose and jel, along with Slug of Atmosphere and sole and alias of Live Poets began recording deep puddle dynamics's The Taste Of Rain... Why Kneel. Out of that record, the concept of anticon was somewhere born -- whose founding dose and jel would become an integral part of, later bringing them both to the Bay Area.
Since then, both artists have continued to push boundaries, producing and collaborating on a range of work far outside the constructs of traditional genre forms. They've expanded their use and understanding of their equipment, as well as perfected their live performances. Their record, the no music. (2002), involved the use of: an SP-1200, an MPC-2000, a Korg Poly 64 keyboard, some other shit, a Roland VS 880, Digital Performer, a Dr. Sample, various microphones, numerous household items and found objects and sounds. Recently the two of them have also expanded their roles in the group, both contributing vocals and production to the no music.. They also added Dax Pierson on keyboards, Dr. Sample, Theremin and back up vocals on many of their tracks, and to all of their live performances. Dax is essential in adding syncopation and a real time quality to the tracks.
After a six-year hiatus, Themselves return on a rampage of heady rap wrung from hardworking hands. Of course, the duo of Jeffrey āJelā Logan and Adam āDoseoneā Drucker are never too far from the frontlines of good art and honest music. Last year, their Subtle sextet released its third album, the critically acclaimed and wildly adventurous ExitingARM, and a 2005 collaboration with Germanyās the Notwist yielded the cult gem 13 & God. There have been solo offerings, guest appearances, and ceaseless touring, but not peep from the name behind 2002ās left-field classic The No Music. That blessed interim has seen Doseone and Jel become the fearless musicians and exacting artists theyād always meant to be. Now, hungrier than ever, Themselves are here to scrawl a bold new chapter across rapās too-stale tome. Furthermore, they set out to accomplish this feat unadorned, returning to hip-hopās most cardinal and carnal form, the number two: the DJ and the MCāneck-snapping beats and precision proseāaccompanied by a little righteous indignation, of course.
Such things do have roots, naturally, and Themselvesā are as colorful as one would expect. Drucker was born in Napa, Idaho, to a hippie pair whose relationship wouldnāt outlast its ideals. Logan was raised in Chicago by Pentecostal parents. While the former spent his preteen years bouncing between Philadelphia and New Jersey, surviving by his mile-a-minute wit and ceaseless imagination, Logan nursed an early love for the decidedly safe sounds of Chuck Berry into raging crush on the unhinged backbone of rap music: beats. Heād pump gas in order to save up for the hallowed SP-1200 drum machine (of which heās now a renowned master); Drucker would hone his unmatched rap styles in street battles before moving to Cincinnati in his late teens. In that cityās annual āScribble Jamā competition, as āDoseone,ā he famously battled Eminem in a final-round showdownāas well as one of his idols, Freestyle Fellowshipās P.E.A.C.E.āand the experience left him hollow. Meanwhile, Jel had forged a sound unto himself, but couldnāt find a voice able to keep pace. In 1998, tapes were exchanged through the venerable DJ Mr. Dibbs, and history came to be made.
Of that initial meeting, much would be born: Doseoneās ambitious, self-released debut Hemispheres (1998); Themselvesā seminal unveiling, Them (1999); the landmark collaborative project, Deep Puddle Dynamics (also featuring Sole, Alias and Atmosphereās Slug); and the Anticon label itself. Soon, Dose and Jel moved to Oakland in order to spark a movement with Anticonās other co-founders, two of which (Odd Nosdam, and Yoni Wolf of WHY?) were in yet another celebrated group with Drucker, the eternally lauded cLOUDDEAD. Since, Doseone and Jel have continued to challenge rapāand our conception of music itselfāevery step of the way. Through their joint projects and an impressive body of solo work (see 2006ās Soft Money, by Jel, or Doseoneās self-released spoken-word album, Soft Skulls), these two have been nurturing the kind of legacy that only gets better with age. In 2009, Themselves return to a core thatās been warming, strengthening, and expanding all the while.
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Another Part of the Clown's Brain I am the wizard, the (hush) awkward hawk-eyed wizard Whose m…
Back 2 Burn We back to relapse On a block called "The Trap, " Its…
Back II Burn We back to relapse On a block called 'The Trap' Crooked cour…
Crossection Of Wreckage We don't believe in weak spot For every cheap shot you…
Dark Sky Demo SELFIE Cuando Jason estaba en la mesa, le notaba mirame cua…
Daxstrong Evered at odds against all that is Separate but certain to…
Death of a Thespian The sun the sky The music the people The one They've all co…
Directions to My Special Place Oh, sacred envelope of exploration... Glistening ordinary, …
Eating Homework Wearing the beautiful silver ring my mother gave me Suddenl…
Grass Skirt & Fruit Hat I've been here, sat between railings with god named celeste…
Hat in the Wind Eyes open, I want to masturbate in a locked... Eyes open,…
It's Them It's them, With their babyfeet, hummingbirds and milky ways,…
John Brown's Vaporizer Sure pali'll sell you your scalp back For every something to…
Joyful Toy of 1001 Faces To further safeguard our still on the rocky road to…
Joyful Toy of a 1001 Faces To further safeguard our still on the Rocky road to respecta…
Keys to Ignition (he's just sleeping People wake up from sleep And come back …
Kick the Ball Confused upon the slapped wrist I aināt on the rap list I…
Know That to Know This Was in the throes of Rome with goat's legs Clip clip…
Paging Dr. Moon or Gun A "B", a "I", a "O-P-S-Y" How'd they break it to…
Pay That Piper Aināt nothing more deadly than the cold kill Gut cut throatā…
Rapping 4 Money This is for those young male lyrical perps Who want to…
Revenge of the Fern Revenge of the fern... Flint to the stone tool to the…
Roman Is As Roman Does The only heart in hell A to the O to the…
Skinning the Drum Your cdj press play on the mix Mineās thumb drums with…
The Mark Pray tell me is or ain't that face paint Do you…
The Medicine Blame it on the medicineā¦ take no prisoners Minnesota winter…
You Devil You What if the devil stole your women Do you wait for…
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@andrewgowens1175
what an excellent display of wordplay and melody by Dose, and as for jEL I mean his beats are just dope AF! and it comes out as this abstract, poetic, but at some points (especially dose's two first flows and jel has that shit bangin) it sounds so gangster, and they end it with a melodic kinda cLOUDDEAD maybe some Deep puddle dynamics ( of course by that I mean how dose flowed in it not how dpd sounded collectively) anytime I'm around someone who hasn't heard this I enjoy the mindfuck facial expression as they try to comprehend music by artists that live to make music and make music to live.
@subkz
It's really, creepy and completely insane, but one of the most understandable things in life at the same time.
@VibrationInMind
new album 2009 'the free houdini' on anticon records. very good stuff.
@deployallmonsters
great video, why haven't I heard this version?
@76jonathan
this version was remixed by "Why?" It is on the "no Music of Aiffs" remixed album....get it.... it's amazing...
@silvermegami
... Love. Seriously. Jel is hilarious in the background. You ain't gettin any younger.
@Miti-Mumway
wow I love Dose so much
@D0nCab
i wanna know who wrote the "branding iron dead of day crawl" line. dose or why??. the "you aint getting any younger" line also kinda sounds like a vocal melody from Rubber traits.
@MrMickdime
doseone is dope as fuck
@davesababe
i love how jel breaks up at 1:41