1. Wayne Marshall, the reggae art… Read Full Bio ↴There is more than one Wayne Marshall:
1. Wayne Marshall, the reggae artist
2. Wayne Marshall, the British pianist, organist and conductor
1.Wayne Marshall’s story is one of rites of passage. Born Wayne Mitchell, the roller coaster ride that made up his young life is what drives Wayne Marshall the artiste. Early years were spent in the Barbican area of Kingston, until his Father - a self-made successful businessman – relocated the family uptown.
Destiny moved the Mitchell family 3 doors away from the front gate of the Father of digital Dancehall, Lloyd “King Jammy” James. The King had sons of young Wayne’s age group, so the Waterhouse studio soon became a pre-ordained second home for the music-loving teenager. “Automatically we get a piece of the ghetto inna we too,” he tells me from my passenger seat, trying to absorb the fast-fading cool of the A/C in my whip. “We deh deep inna di ghetto a day time at the studio, so we get to realize the livety and we get fi soak in wid the ghetto people and ketch dem mentality to a level,” he adds, acknowledging the importance of the ghetto education he received at ‘Jammin’s’ studio. Sparring with the big man’s offspring meant that the studio was at their disposal, causing Wayne to “start checking music on a serious level” from an early age. It was early ‘94 and Bounty Killer was as hot as Hell. Marshall recalls Elephant Man in tear-up clothes, Determine begging. Big artists came and went all day long. “At King Jammy’s I got to know the ropes in the deep heart of Dancehall - dub plate style!”
Using his pass to the Mecca of Dancehall wisely, Wayne began copying Bounty Killer’s style and pattern at school. “Because I was at Jammy’s I would always have strictly pre-release Bounty Killer material and done the place! Any new tune that Jammy’s released for Bounty I learnt them straight away and was ready to pop it off anytime anyone asked me at school - all day, every day, 1st verse, 2nd verse, anything you want.” The fruits of that labor are tangible in Wayne Marshall the artist and Wayne Mitchell the acclaimed songwriter. “From young I saw the channel of originality I should run through,” enthuses Marshall, forgetting the failing A/C for a moment. “That desire to be original, to be an artiste, was directly from Bounty Killer. His levels of meditation and the standard he brought the lyrics to made me realize it was something I should be a part of.” Age difference and Bounty’s fearsome rep for being unapproachable kept the two entertainer’s paths apart. For the time being.
Marshall’s abounding self-confidence allows him to freely acknowledge his skillz, and he recognised his own talent for lyical construction as soon as, he started penning soulful lyrics at 14. “From I was 7 years old I always dreamed, visioned, of performing in front of huge crowds of people,” smiles Marshall, “until I realised I could sing and make the girls dem cry, so I just sang and made the girls dem cry!”
Uptown aspirations dictate that children grow up to become lawyers, doctors and pilots but Marshall’s Mother and Father let his free spirit express, itself. “As an uptown yoot, you are convinced that you should strive for something your schooling can bring you, not something that your natural talent can bring forth,” he explains. “I look on it as a sin for me to neglect my natural talent and force myself to do something else.” Marshall ain’t tryin’ to imagine what he would be doing if he wasn’t doing music. “Nothing else could make me feel happy, only music. I couldn’t work and be happy. When I was young I used to listen to music and sit down and wonder how I used to feel this shit so.” As with most things, it didn’t take Marshall long to work it out: “Musicians feel and hear music differently from people who just listen to music. When you have the vibes to write and create music you feel the real musicians around you easily. Sade - I felt her deeply growing up. We used to get vibes from all different places - Sanchez, Atlantic Starr, Bel Biv Devoe, Baby Face, Beres - all dem cats.”
2.Wayne Marshall (born 13 January 1961, Oldham, Lancashire) is a British pianist, organist and conductor.
Marshall was educated at Chetham's School, Manchester and the Royal College of Music. He is a renowned interpreter of the works of George Gershwin, Leonard Bernstein, Duke Ellington and other twentieth century American composers. He has recorded Gershwin's complete works for piano and orchestra with the Aalborg Symphony, acting as conductor and piano soloist.
He has appeared as a pianist with Kim Criswell, Tasmin Little, Natalie Clein, Ole Edvard Antonsen and Willard White. He has also performed with the Berliner Philharmoniker and Philharmonia Orchestra.
As organist he has appeared in many of the world's top venues. Recent seasons have included recitals at Notre Dame, Paris; the Royal Festival Hall; Symphony Hall, Birmingham and Westminster Abbey. He is also organist in residence at Manchester's Bridgewater Hall. He has also recorded Saint-Saëns' Organ Symphony.
In October 2004 premiered of James MacMillan's organ concerto A Scotch Bestiary with the Los Angeles Philharmonic Orchestra under Esa-Pekka Salonen.
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Hot In The Club
Wayne Marshall Lyrics
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Rock in da club
Rock in da club, club
Oh yeah
Hot in da club
Rock in da club
Rock in da club, club
Thousands of females packin' da club
Bouncing to reggae and they poppin' da club
Don't forget a likkle roots rock
Aww damn, it's getting hot in da place
Feeling how the bass line thump in yu face
Watch how the girls gyrating dem waist
Oh, what a reggae feeling
Aww damn
Throw your hands up
And signal di plane like you feeling insane and what?
Keep those hands up
'Cause we up in da club and a listen rub-a-dub
And everybody get worked up
Jus a go dung di wing and a go dung di flank
Like Zidane playin' World Cup
Just dance, just dance
Let me see you show your hands
Aww damn, it's getting hot in da club
Millions of females packin' da club
Bouncing to reggae and they poppin' da club
Don't forget a likkle roots rock
Aww damn, it's getting hot in da place
Feeling how the bass line thump in yu face
Watch how the girls gyrating dem waist
Oh, what a reggae feeling
Aww damn
Keep it bouncing (bouncing)
'Cause di girls jus a bubble ina di place like a wha
Like a wha, like a wha, like a fountain
And dem mek mi sitten grow from a pebble to a stone
To a rock, to a wha, to a mountain
And di way di gyal dem nuff ina di club
Dem mek mi caan mek mi caan mek mi caan stop counting
This is all night outing
Aww damn, its getting hot in da club
Thousands of females packin' da club
Bouncing to reggae and they poppin da club
Don't forget a likkle roots rock
Aww damn, its getting hot in da place
Feeling how the bass line thump in yu face
Watch how the girls gyrating dem waist
Oh, what a reggae feeling
Aww damn
Throw your hands up, aww damn
Throw your hands up, aww damn
Hands up, hands up way up to di sky now
Keep those hands up, aww damn
Keep those hands up, aww damn
Keep those hands up, aww damn
Way up to di sky, way up to di sky now
The lyrics to Wayne Marshall's song "Hot In Da Club" describe the energetic and lively atmosphere of a club, particularly one that plays reggae music. The artist emphasizes the heat and excitement that fills the space, as well as the presence of numerous females who are dancing and enjoying themselves. The line "Bouncing to reggae and they poppin' da club" suggests that the crowd is enthusiastically moving to the beat and creating a vibrant and dynamic atmosphere.
The chorus repeats the idea of feeling the heat in the club and highlights the bass line that adds to the intensity of the experience. The lyrics also mention the girls' gyrations and the joyful feeling that reggae music brings. The artist encourages the audience to throw their hands up and dance freely while enjoying the music.
Line by Line Meaning
Hot in da club
The atmosphere in the club is intense and energetic
Rock in da club
Enjoying and embracing the lively vibe in the club
Rock in da club, club
Continuing to enjoy the energetic atmosphere
Oh yeah
Expressing excitement and enthusiasm
Aww damn, it's getting hot in da club
The temperature and energy in the club are rising significantly
Thousands of females packin' da club
The club is crowded with a large number of women
Bouncing to reggae and they poppin' da club
The women are dancing energetically to reggae music and enlivening the club
Don't forget a likkle roots rock
Remember to include some traditional reggae music in the mix
Aww damn, it's getting hot in da place
The overall atmosphere and energy in the venue are intensifying
Feeling how the bass line thump in yu face
Sensing the powerful bass line vibrating throughout the venue
Watch how the girls gyrating dem waist
Observe the women gracefully moving their hips
Oh, what a reggae feeling
Experiencing pure joy and euphoria from the reggae music
Throw your hands up
Raise your hands high in the air
And signal di plane like you feeling insane and what?
Wave your hands as if directing a plane, expressing wild enthusiasm
Keep those hands up
Continue holding your hands up in the air
'Cause we up in da club and a listen rub-a-dub
Because we're in the club, enjoying the reggae music
And everybody get worked up
Everyone becomes fully engaged and excited
Jus a go dung di wing and a go dung di flank
Moving energetically around the dance floor
Like Zidane playin' World Cup
Dancing and moving skillfully like Zinedine Zidane playing in the World Cup
Just dance, just dance
Simply enjoy and dance with no inhibitions
Let me see you show your hands
Requesting the audience to raise their hands and participate
Keep it bouncing (bouncing)
Maintain the energetic and rhythmic movement
'Cause di girls jus a bubble ina di place like a wha
The women are dancing provocatively and sensually
And dem mek mi sitten grow from a pebble to a stone
Their presence and energy have helped me grow stronger and more confident
To a rock, to a wha, to a mountain
Metaphorically expressing personal growth and empowerment
And di way di gyal dem nuff ina di club
The large number of women in the club
Dem mek mi caan mek mi caan mek mi caan stop counting
They make it impossible for me to keep track of how many women are there
This is all night outing
The party will continue all night
Throw your hands up, aww damn
Raise your hands in the air even higher
Hands up, hands up way up to di sky now
Raise your hands all the way up to the sky
Way up to di sky, way up to di sky now
Continuing to emphasize raising hands up high
Lyrics © Royalty Network
Written by: Coore, Jarrett, Rcp, Thomas, Christopher S Birch, Wayne Omar Mitchell
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Hen ASMR
Fifa 2005 hands down best sound track! ✌✌
Asterx5
Check the sound seven days a week thank me later for the nostalgia
Gustavo Andrade
😄
Shawnett Minott
1 of the best songs from wayne
Asgaard Norse
Ooomp! - Augen auf
André Felipe
Eu adoro essa música essa música é muito bacana legal e interessante marcou minha infância fez muito sucesso
aiv14
FIFA 2005!!! this brings back memories... probably the best FIFA ever.. used to blast this song all the time!!
KushiticWarrior
"I got on the WING and i got on the FLANK like Zidane" Ah the memories of FiFa 05
SynCrew
this was 1 of the best tracks on fifa 05
Marcel Mojžíš
The best FIFA song ever!