I came across this often-rumored, seldom-heard tape today when I visited Tribal's bandcamp page, and couldn't believe my eyes. I instantly dl'd it, but there was work to do and guests coming over and it had to wait there on my desktop until everything else quieted down. It's just after Eleven at night and I have now finished listening to this for the first time and the euphoria and dopamine is still circulating in my head, so my apologies in advance if I dork out.
But what am I supposed to say about this? To convince you of the value of this work? I tend to gush, and I have been called a Seattle hip hop Stan by more than a few, and I readily accept the label - after all, have I ever posted up a negative write-up, or had anything less than stellar words to say about who I choose to post about? I can understand that what I have to say has to be taken with a grain of salt, because I have an undying love for the Town and the artists in it and the music it shapes. When I was 13 years old Nirvana broke out, and a few short years later I first heard Tribal Productions' Untranslated Prescriptions, and the rest is history. I'm a lost cause; for me Seattle was, is, and will continue to be the coolest city on the face of the Earth.
In short, I know I'm biased. But, the memory of driving around in a car with my friends after school, listening over and over to Sinsemilla's "Confrontations" and PHAT Mob's "P.H.A.T." above the grind of the heater - those are oddly some of my most cherished mementoes I have of the heady, emotional roller-coaster ride that is adolescence. Out through stock radio speakers from a warbly tape came rough, beautiful music made by kids not much older than myself, living a few short miles away, that was unlike anything else out there. There was East coast and West coast, and then after Untranslated there was Seattle. To this day when I listen to that tape or Do The Math and hear those young voices over thin, scratchy, heart-wrenching instrumental tracks, it gives me a feeling of pride for my home - and also that the world can still be surprising, and as full of promise and terrifying opportunity as only a teen-ager can imagine. And now with the Freestyle Demo Tape, I have something else to invoke those emotions in me, even though I never got the chance to listen to it back then. But those young voices are still there, as is the atmosphere of that wonderfully-familiar 4-track - and even without the nostalgia I chain it to, it still sounds fresher than fresh.
And that my friends is why I'm all bubbly about this release - and actually everything else I post up about Seattle music. Tribal's vibe is understated but it extends deep, throughout the Northwest and outward. That sound crafted by Vitamin D and Topspin have soaked into the Town and set the mood and tone of its music to this day, whether you like it or not. And I for one love the hip hop of Seattle because of that mood - the whole genre in this neck of the woods has become part of Tribal's legacy. That grey jazz, the substance of the lyrics, you can hear it all over the 206 - it still gives me a thrill whenever I catch it.
And to be honest I'm here writing on this blog because of Tribal. I want people to hear this largely unknown music and understand its greatness and influence, in the hope of conveying that spark. Who I choose to write about are those that give me that same thrill, that child-like wonder, that sense excitement that is unfortunately more and more rarely found as I get older. I don't know what listening to this will do for you, as I'm sure very few of you have the same experiences with Tribal Productions, but listen to it anyway. Use it to think about the music that you're passionate about, and to think about what artists helped move you and shape you into who you are now.