Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

[ddr]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

The original link still works. Although its going to take a few hours to download as its very slow. If i get it finished today i will upload it to sendspace today of tomorrow morning. Normally i wouldn't be interested in Francois k as i know nothing about him. But I'm always interested in what any DJ can do in a long set. I would really love to be blown away by someone i know little about.

Francois K is a legend.

you cannot eb dissapointed in this mix. Very good. i am just surprised you havent downloaded this yet. O_O

great great mix.

[rossonera]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

last transition show he blew the digger set away

[chunky]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Francois K is a legend.

you cannot eb dissapointed in this mix. Very good. i am just surprised you havent downloaded this yet. O_O

great great mix.

Yeah as Digweed once said. "The problem is music is like pussy. There is so much good stuff about its hard finding time to go through it all. And as you get older you try and go through the stuff you missed the first time around".

[chunky]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

PS. Digweed didnt really say that. I just made it up

[lilsensa]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

P.s. Lol

[AntonyM]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

That set goes through so many styles
its ridiculous.

[chunky]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

I finally uploaded it to sendspace. I did it last night but fell asleep and my girlfriend turned the computer off. So i lost the link

http://www.sendspace.com/file/bxjza1

[selekt222]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

thank you very much chunky.

[AlexM]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Nice one Chris, if you know Peter from Notts (Ren Board), then hope to bump into you at Bedrock

[AlexM]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Coolio

[alexsibarra]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

yes yes yes thanx thanxx thanxxx and by the way nice comment chunky i think just about that...hihihihi

[ddr]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Thanks for reupping this chunkster.

So, out with it, you have had ample time to listen to this mix... what do you think of it?

[chunky]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Nice one Chris, if you know Peter from Notts (Ren Board), then hope to bump into you at Bedrock

I don't know Peter by face, but i will be at Bedrock. I cant wait. I will be partying all day Friday back at my mates house in Vauxhall. Its going to be seriously messy.

[chunky]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Thanks for reupping this chunkster.

So, out with it, you have had ample time to listen to this mix... what do you think of it?

I went to put this on in my car and now i keep getting disc error on my CD player. Now for some strange reason it won't play mp3 discs. But i get a new company car next month so I'm spending the time going through Cd's i should of played more than once. Until my new car arrives.

[chunky]

Re: Francois k Live @ Deep Space Mondays Cielo NYC 5/14/07

Dose anyone know the name of the track with the Maya Angelou Inaugural Poem on it. Ive come across it a few times before. On a Digweed mix and a Derrick Carter one as well.

A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Marked the mastodon.
The dinosaur, who left dry tokens
Of their sojourn here
On our planet floor,
Any broad alarm of their hastening doom
Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.
But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully,
Come, you may stand upon my
Back and face your distant destiny,
But seek no haven in my shadow.
I will give you no more hiding place down here.
You, created only a little lower than
The angels, have crouched too long in
The bruising darkness,
Have lain too long
Face down in ignorance.
Your mouths spilling words
Armed for slaughter.
The Rock cries out today, you may stand on me,
But do not hide your face.
Across the wall of the world,
A River sings a beautiful song,
Come rest here by my side.
Each of you a bordered country,
Delicate and strangely made proud,
Yet thrusting perpetually under siege.
Your armed struggles for profit
Have left collars of waste upon
My shore, currents of debris upon my breast.
Yet, today I call you to my riverside,
If you will study war no more. Come,
Clad in peace and I will sing the songs
The Creator gave to me when I and the
Tree and the stone were one.
Before cynicism was a bloody sear across your
Brow and when you yet knew you still
Knew nothing.
The River sings and sings on.
There is a true yearning to respond to
The singing River and the wise Rock.
So say the Asian, the Hispanic, the Jew
The African and Native American, the Sioux,
The Catholic, the Muslim, the French, the Greek
The Irish, the Rabbi, the Priest, the Sheikh,
The Gay, the Straight, the Preacher,
The privileged, the homeless, the Teacher.
They hear. They all hear
The speaking of the Tree.
Today, the first and last of every Tree
Speaks to humankind. Come to me, here beside the River.
Plant yourself beside me, here beside the River.
Each of you, descendant of some passed
On traveller, has been paid for.
You, who gave me my first name, you
Pawnee, Apache and Seneca, you
Cherokee Nation, who rested with me, then
Forced on bloody feet, left me to the employment of
Other seekers--desperate for gain,
Starving for gold.
You, the Turk, the Swede, the German, the Scot ...
You the Ashanti, the Yoruba, the Kru, bought
Sold, stolen, arriving on a nightmare
Praying for a dream.
Here, root yourselves beside me.
I am the Tree planted by the River,
Which will not be moved.
I, the Rock, I the River, I the Tree
I am yours--your Passages have been paid.
Lift up your faces, you have a piercing need
For this bright morning dawning for you.
History, despite its wrenching pain,
Cannot be unlived, and if faced
With courage, need not be lived again.
Lift up your eyes upon
The day breaking for you.
Give birth again
To the dream.
Women, children, men,
Take it into the palms of your hands.
Mold it into the shape of your most
Private need. Sculpt it into
Inaugural Poem
Maya Angelou
20 January 1993
The image of your most public self.
Lift up your hearts
Each new hour holds new chances
For new beginnings.
Do not be wedded forever
To fear, yoked eternally
To brutishness.
The horizon leans forward,
Offering you space to place new steps of change.
Here, on the pulse of this fine day
You may have the courage
To look up and out upon me, the
Rock, the River, the Tree, your country.
No less to Midas than the mendicant.
No less to you now than the mastodon then.
Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister's eyes, into
Your brother's face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope
Good morning.