I… Read Full Bio ↴1. Wood is an experimental noise/ambient music project started in 2023
2. Traditional Rock and Americana from James Maddock and company.
He's just an ordinary guy. We know that because he's forever telling us he's just an ordinary guy in that likable, down-to-earth, "fancy a drink, pal?" sort of way.
But how many ordinary guys do YOU know who amble nonchalantly on stage looking as if they're about to pick a fight with a karaoke machine and then sing with a sublime power that charms and chills in equal measure? How many ordinary guys do YOU know who write a whole catalogue of songs with such emotional depth that they sound like classics the instant you hear them?
He's a Midlands lad called James Maddock from the English city of Leicester, famous for... well, Leicester's not famous for anything at all really. But for years, he's had this unfeasible dream of making wonderful music under the name of Wood and, hey, dreams come true.... "We used to be called 'The Gift Of Love,'" he remembers, "and we were talking one night about music and I said, 'On all the records I really love -- like Dylan and The Band -- you can picture the room they're playing in and you can hear the wood.' And it suddenly hit me. WOOD! That was the name I wanted for my band."
James picked up his first instrument -- the ukulele that his granddad used to play in wartime bands -- at the age of eight. His dad, an optician, filled the house with jazz and if you venture into Leicester on a wet weekend you might still find Mr. Maddock playing in a jazz band in some remote corner.
"By the time I was 14, I started thinking seriously about being able to play the guitar," James recalls, "and I was pretty good at it. I had this great guitar teacher and at the end of a lesson he'd say, 'You should check out this record by Neil Young.... ' I worked on a market stall on a Saturday and I'd go in, get my wages, and then go and buy a Neil Young record. And the next week he'd say, 'have you heard Ry Cooder...?,' and it went on from week to week... The Eagles, Jackson Browne... and all the West Coast stuff...."
"Then I found Born To Run at a friend's house and it completely blew me away," he continues. "I was a big Bruce fan, still am. The Band's second album was a seminal influence on me too. Bob Dylan is a big hero for me."
James Maddock moved to London when he was 20 and served his apprenticeship in covers bands working the ...ahem... boisterous London Irish pub circuit. He played in the Arsenal Tavern, North London, every weekend for several years, an achievement that surely merits some sort of long service gold medal award. It was hard, the audiences took no prisoners and you could play there for a hundred years without being discovered, but James wouldn't have missed it for the world. And besides, from this unglamorous environment of beer, tobacco and loud covers of old standards and the hits of the day, the first splinters of Wood began to emerge about three years ago. "I took over as singer and started doing my favorite songs -- Creedence Clearwater Revival and Bob Marley stuff -- but all the time I was also writing my own songs."
They even recorded some demos of his material (at Abbey Road Studios, no less, where they fantasized about being rich and famous as they arrived to be gawked at and have their pictures taken by Japanese tourists) and waited for unspeakably lavish offers to flood in. Strangely enough, they didn't. But James somehow knew his music's spiritual home was America. "Two of the albums I most identify with are Late For The Sky (Jackson Browne) and Harvest (Neil Young). I love songwriters and I try to combine melodies and story. I've always liked my music to be quite gentle, with an acoustic, friendly feel...."
At a time when nothing got signed in the UK unless it came with nasal voices and loud twanging guitars and could be marketed as "Brit pop," James suddenly found himself flown to New York where a chance play of the demo sufficiently impressed Columbia Record executives to offer him a record deal. Classic songs. Beautiful melodies. Great lyrics. Choruses just made for dancing on the ceiling. A voice to sell your grandmother for. Where had this boy BEEN all their lives?!
"They got me to fly out there and do a gig in their offices!," James exclaims. "It was pretty scary! You spend all your life trying to get to this point and suddenly you're standing there with your guitar and it's all hanging on what you do in 20 minutes in that office."
The boy obviously done good. His old Leicester schoolchum, Bill Newsinger (guitar), and the other two Wood mainstays, Jim O'Malley (bass) and Steve Jackson (drums), found themselves finally summoned to Tongue & Groove Studio in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, to record, with producer Dave "Stiff" Johnson, the album they'd begun to despair would ever get made. "It really is a dream come true!," James admits. "When you've spent so long scrubbing around trying to get £50 together for rehearsals you think it will never happen. But when it does happen it's a huge responsibility. I'm learning a lot about myself through this."
The first Wood album, Songs From Stamford Hill, is not only full of unfeasibly memorable melodies and immaculately crafted songs, it has some telling lyrics. "I'd written hundreds of songs before," James estimates, "but when we called the band 'Wood,' everything seemed to fall into place." The album's title was inspired by the area of London where James was living at the time most of the songs on the record were written.
You may already know the opening track, "Stay You," which is featured on the best-selling Top 10 album Songs From Dawson's Creek (Columbia/Sony Music Soundtrax). "Never Ending," the album's closing song, is another key track, a particularly poignant, nostalgic autobiographical song about growing up in Leicester and losing touch with schoolfriends. All of James' years of frustration are reflected in the lyric of "Knock It On The Head," in which he promises to allow himself just one last crack at this music nonsense before giving it all up to get a proper job. Then again, you don't have to spend long in his company to know he could NEVER give it up!
James has a rare way with a sentimental love song, as well. "I really love 'Our Time Has Come', it's so SOPPY!" he laughs. "There's only about three chords in it too, but there's a symmetry as well." And then there's 'You Make Me Feel Bad.' "Oh, that's about a girlfriend who made me decorate the apartment about four times," he admits. "I'd do it and she'd turn round and say, 'Oh I don't like that color!.'" All human life is here.
Wood. Crazy name. Perhaps. Ordinary guy. We think not!
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(3)Wood is rapper from Houston, Tx.
He is member of S.U.C. ( Screwed Up Click) & Half Dead Organization.
(4)Wood is also an instrumental band from Wheaton, IL. They are, what you call, like-minded forward thinkers. http://www.myspace.com/ourbandwood
(5)Wood is also a project by Wouter 'Wood' Loderichs, operating from Apeldoorn, The Netherlands . On his debut he mixes hiphop, funk, rock, blues and a tinge of industrial. More info can be found at his MySpace page.
(6) Wood is also a young Norwegian pop comet, also known as Elsa Marie Skjong. http://soundcloud.com/woodnorway/wood-honey-youre-a-dog
7. Stoner/Doom Metal from Rennes, France
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8. French rapper signed to GrintaRecords who started in 2020
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I Am Nothing
Wood Lyrics
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With these lames in my lane mayne saying no he didn't
Side bang, yeah he hittin tried to tell ya they gone bit'em
Only said 4 bars and you knew you was gonna like'em
Da bul flow vicious, SpottieOttieDopaliscious
Homie you don't know what this is
See I came up with the Kris's Slick Ricky's and the Kane's
Just as wicked with da slang same sickness in my veins this just a different strain
Son shine so bright I might damage ya camera lens
No crabs, no leeches
No cash for no features
No collabs no allegiance homie I don't even need ya's
A selfish bastard, I'll put a I in team
Bars a sick narcissist, in love my 16's
So I can't be fond of you, this is what I'm tryna do
Lace it then I take it back to basics like the Amish do
Back middle to the front can't front
When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want
It still feel new I still get the goosebumps
Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it
Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em
That same bul from 16 street I am'em
I am'em, ah! I am
Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it
This bul told me I'm a problem, naw I'm more like a solver
Flow is automatic, naw its more like a revolver
Rarely jam up sorry fam but ya scam up
Northside is My Part of Town so damn tuff
Can't fuck with this shit that's raw
Nasty with the spit I'm like Pavlovs dog,
Say my name my saliva hot as devils spit
Thought you had a angle then I mangled and beveled it
Completely leveled it like da Constructicons
Forming Devastator made a clever way to crush your rhymes
Just in time like them 90's dot commers
Catch me up in Warmdaddy's with a hot mama
Listening to a bul pluck da upright
Cats yelling FML, I agree fuck ya life
Drop 30 mixtapes in a year what's the purpose
All it proves to me is your musics completely worthless
Back middle to the front can't front
When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want
It still feel new I still get the goosebumps
Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it
Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em
That same bul from 16 street I am'em
I am'em, ah! I am
Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it
You try to tell me how to rap I tell a cat don't bother
That's like tryna give a millionaire a dollar
That's like getting sex advice from a virgin
Or getting safe sex tips from somebody that's burning
Can't tell me nothing ain't no future frontin
Rest in peace MC Breed, see I'm what these mc's need
A refresher course, re-certification
I'm the best resource if you need further information
I'm dumb thurl spit shit nasty as tub girl
You see that shit? It's a bug world
Brothers with skinny jeans and mohawks ya kiddin me
Only black dude I wanna see wit a Mohawk is Mr. T
I pity you fools, feel like that all the time
Some of yall will hate but the rest will fall in line
Just as expected, I'm a blast from da past
That will Kid n Play kick step you right in your ass
Back middle to the front can't front
When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want
It still feel new I still get the goosebumps
Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it
Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em
That same bul from 16 street I am'em
I am'em, ah! I am
Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it
In the lyrics of Wood's song "I Am Nothing," the artist reflects on his journey in the rap game and asserts his prowess and individuality within the industry. He starts by acknowledging the changes in the game since he started spitting rhymes, highlighting the skepticism and admiration he receives from others in the industry. Despite the doubters, he exudes confidence in his skills and unique style, comparing himself to legendary figures like Kris Kross, Slick Rick, and Big Daddy Kane, indicating his respect for the rap lineage while also asserting his own distinctiveness.
Wood describes himself as a "vandal with the pens," emphasizing his aggressive and uncompromising approach to his craft. He dismisses the need for collaboration or validation from others, portraying himself as a solitary force in the rap world. His lyrical prowess is showcased as he boasts about his ability to effortlessly manipulate words and captivate listeners with his verses. He takes pride in being a "narcissist" for his love of his own lyrics and his dedication to perfecting his craft.
The artist continues to assert his dominance in the rap game, comparing himself to a problem-solver and a force to be reckoned with. He demonstrates his ability to effortlessly flow over beats, likening his delivery to a revolver ready to fire. Wood showcases his wordplay and creativity by incorporating references to pop culture and his own personal experiences, creating a vivid and engaging narrative within his lyrics.
Throughout the song, Wood reaffirms his love and dedication to hip hop, describing it as an integral part of his identity. He celebrates the thrill and excitement he feels when performing live and connecting with his audience, illustrating his enduring passion for music. The repeated refrain of "I am'em" serves as a mantra of self-empowerment and a declaration of his unwavering commitment to his art form. Overall, the lyrics of "I Am Nothing" showcase Wood's confidence, skill, and love for hip hop, solidifying his place as a formidable presence in the rap scene.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayo the game ain't been da same since I started spittin
The rap game has changed significantly since I first began rapping
With these lames in my lane mayne saying no he didn't
Other rappers in my genre are trying to discredit me
Side bang, yeah he hittin tried to tell ya they gone bit'em
Despite initial doubt, my unique style has garnered attention
Only said 4 bars and you knew you was gonna like'em
My lyrical talent is evident from just a short verse
Da bul flow vicious, SpottieOttieDopaliscious
I have a fierce rapping style that stands out
Homie you don't know what this is
Others may not understand or appreciate my artistry
See I came up with the Kris's Slick Ricky's and the Kane's
I'm influenced by legendary rappers like Kris, Slick Rick, and Big Daddy Kane
Just as wicked with da slang same sickness in my veins this just a different strain
My rap style is bold and infectious, resembling those before me
A vandal with the pens, burn candles at both ends
I push boundaries and work tirelessly to perfect my craft
Son shine so bright I might damage ya camera lens
My talent shines so brightly that it can be overwhelming
No crabs, no leeches
I have no time for those who try to drain me or hold me back
No cash for no features
I don't rely on others to enhance my music through collaborations
No collabs no allegiance homie I don't even need ya's
I don't seek partnerships or loyalty from others in the industry
A selfish bastard, I'll put a I in team
I prioritize my own success and individuality over group efforts
Bars a sick narcissist, in love my 16's
My lyrics are self-absorbed yet captivating and poetic
So I can't be fond of you, this is what I'm tryna do
I focus on my own goals and aspirations rather than seeking approval from others
Lace it then I take it back to basics like the Amish do
I strip down my music to its core elements with a raw and authentic approach
Back middle to the front can't front
I captivate audiences with my live performances from start to finish
When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want
I understand how to engage and excite my fans during live shows
It still feel new I still get the goosebumps
Despite experience, I still feel the thrill and excitement of performing
Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it
I still feel nervous yet passionate about my music career
Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em
I embody and represent the essence of true hip-hop culture
That same bul from 16 street I am'em
I stay true to my roots and origins in the music industry
Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it
I fully embrace and excel in the art of hip-hop, mastering every beat
You try to tell me how to rap I tell a cat don't bother
I reject unsolicited advice and criticism about my rapping style
That's like tryna give a millionaire a dollar
Attempting to offer me guidance on rap is futile, like giving money to the wealthy
That's like getting sex advice from a virgin
Asking for rap tips from me is akin to seeking sex guidance from someone inexperienced
Or getting safe sex tips from somebody that's burning
It would be unwise to trust advice from someone who is in a dangerous situation
Can't tell me nothing ain't no future frontin
I am confident and unaffected by false promises or deceitful behavior
Rest in peace MC Breed, see I'm what these mc's need
Recognizing the legacy of MC Breed, I offer what other rappers require
A refresher course, re-certification
I provide a revitalizing and reaffirming experience for hip-hop artists
I'm the best resource if you need further information
I am a valuable and knowledgeable source for those seeking advice or guidance
I'm dumb thurl spit shit nasty as tub girl
I deliver raw, captivating verses that leave a lasting impression
You see that shit? It's a bug world
The rap industry can be a harsh and unforgiving environment
Brothers with skinny jeans and mohawks ya kiddin me
I find it difficult to take some modern fashion trends seriously
Only black dude I wanna see wit a Mohawk is Mr. T
The only exception to my rule is Mr. T, an iconic figure in the black community
I pity you fools, feel like that all the time
I have little patience for those who don't understand or appreciate my artistry
Some of yall will hate but the rest will fall in line
While some may criticize me, others will recognize my talent and follow my lead
Just as expected, I'm a blast from da past
My style pays homage to traditional and classic hip-hop influences
That will Kid n Play kick step you right in your ass
I bring energy and nostalgia to my performances, captivating audiences
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Terrence Wood
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@trioOFmischief
Yay part two!!!
3:46 Pink Sheep 🐑 🐏
@5stars4jasper
Haha pink sheep :)
@NumberOneRated1997
Yay.
@25cheems
Yay pink sheep =)
@Farbod_Max_Pro
Yeah I see it
@Lestrogen
Clean it to white
@r3dsdrone623
That 7 mins in caramel dancing slow down is a tune. Love this series.
@EternalDensity
Took me a few moments before it hit me what I was hearing lol
@derbastel1881
😂
@neutraler_keks
i wonder if he knew this?