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Permanament cover

tracklisting

01Immortal Approach
02Black Atlantian
03Slang Teacher feat. Defesis
04Don't Send A Bwoy feat. Infinite Lives
05Supreme Confidence feat. Tommo
06Off - Key
07Preacher Skit
08Back & Third
09Factory
10Drunken Dreams feat. Adante
11Godly Food
12Filter 731
13Life Times 2 Divided by 3
14Shadow Eliminator





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UK Rap is dead. And Brit Hop. Whatever you want to call it, whatever trite catchphrase you made up in the shower this morning. And that's because it never even existed.

The history of black music - whether you want to call it blues or jazz or soul or hip hop - is a history of dislocated, alienated people, ripped away from their roots and forced to adjust with rapidity to crippling social and economic circumstances. What it isn't is a history of belonging and hoisting the Union flag. It's a history of survival and the search for identity.

Gamma encapsulate this notion. The hardest, most street-centric group to come up through Big Dada, like all the best hip hop acts they take the elements of their experience - the slang, the way of living, the obsessions and hazards of their daily life - and channel it all through their own conceptual framework, making it all seem new. A fresh experience instead of a series of hackneyed old nonsense. Personal - both emotionally and intellectually - instead of some off-the-peg badge of courage. It's all about identity, y'see. Not just what that identity is, but how that identity is formed.
Even what identity is.

The individual histories of the four members of Gamma reflects the lack (or surfeit) of nationality, of easy answers. All born in the UK, all with parents from Caribbean
backgrounds, there the similarities end. Two members are from Birmingham, two from London. Furthermore, Lord Redeem moved to Texas at the age of five and didn't return to London until he was eighteen, while Ebu was a Canadian citizen at one point.

Aleem Juice and Blackitude (AKA Ebu) met in Birmingham when they both jumped onstage to freestyle at a Leaders Of The New School show. Ebu was already major player in the Libra Digital soundsystem and had a regular show on Metro FM and then Power FM. Juice was already running with the people who would become his crew, the Drunken Immortals.

They met Redeem in the mid-nineties at Cream Of The Crop @ WKDs. Ebu had moved down to London from Birmingham and, not completely impressed by some of the freestyle on offer in the capital, persuaded Juice Aleem to come down to win the money. His first attempt led him to a final showdown with an MC called Lord Redeem. Redeem won. Ebu claims that this was because even then, Juice's freestyles were so advanced that people tended to think they were pre-written. Redeem claims that "I won because I won!" Anyway, the Birmingham man won it next time out and a friendship was cemented..

They built their relationship working together on the now-legendary Ghetto Grammar project, but even then they were getting together, along with producer Mister Mitchell one or two nights a week and working on beats and rhymes for the group, Gamma. Up till now the only available result of this work was the track 'Prang' which featured in an early version on Disorda's 'Mind The Gap' cassette.

The time was well-spent, though. Rather than coming out with half-developed ideas, styles and identities, Gamma come through strong, producing a varied, hard-hitting record that is both intensely personal and, in some ways, universal.

"It's all about identity really," offers Lord Redeem. "Because hip hop has no rules. But it does have certain things that feel correct about it. One of them is you feel
you're speaking to someone and someone's speaking to you from their soul."


press

NME

"It's a stunning album, all textured, atmospheric genius and tweaked streams of rhyme, and about as far from the hip hop run of the mill as you can imagine... anything goes, everything's an option."

HHC, Xen Cuts Live Review

"Gamma understand the need to put on a show. They hit the stage bursting with energy. They proceed to rock the mic with a passion that matches the intelligence to be found on their new album. Their tooth-loosening production is rough enough to rip the surface off a road. A man next to me notes that he can feel the bass in places only his girlfriend normally touches."

WAX

"Deeply compelling, at times disturbing listening and, unusually for Big Dada, often enchantingly beautiful."

THE GUARDIAN

"The real dynamism of the wonderfully cliche-free lyrics offers a unique insight into a subculture that remains largely undocumented."

BIG CHEESE

"Original, dynamic and intelligent hip hop for the UK audience, constructed by some of the freshest and most enthusiastic artists this side of World Service."

THE WIRE

"Big Dada's latest heavyweight mentalists Gamma jumped and shouted tracks from their hyper(in)tense debut album Permanament. True to their title's neological combination of permanent and firmament, Gamma were militantly polysyllabic, equal parts Afro-futurist anger and bruised Brit agitation."

HMV.co.uk

"UK hip hop just keeps getting better and better."

THE TIMES

"Gamma aren't going to languish in a parochial ghetto. Talent is their engine, anger is their fuel and the future is their destination."

MUZIK

"Even amid the goldrush of high quality UK-derived hip hop over the last year or so, Gamma are a name to watch more closely than most. They could possibly be the finest exponents of urban homegrown since Roots Manuva. 'Permanament' caps a vintage year for Big Dada and announces the emergence of a major new talent."

NME

"Gamma, like Roots Manuva before them, mark something of a new dawn for homegrown hip-hop, a respite from the faux-Americanisms, watered-down breakbeats and the general follow my-leader mind-set currently afflicting the scene."

HHC

"Another fine hip hop album... with a unique sound. Their influences clearly include raw electronica, but it takes nothing away from their ability to rip up the mic with strong lyrics and forceful flows."

KNOWLEDGE

"A Big Dada LP is always something to look forward to; yet a feat to anticipate as you never know quite what to expect. The consistent quality of past releases continues here with Gamma. I do hope the masses that got into Mr Manuva's works last year will sniff this out because this carries with it an equally striking sense of originality - and longevity to boot. Intelligence, wit, styles are all in frothing abundance here. A well-meshed marriage of soul and science. Listen to their content and get with the program."

Sleazenation

"This brain-scrambling slab of sonic darkness eschews the banal 'four elements' badinage usually served up by trite MCs who front like they're from Brooklyn and not, in fact, Balham, to produce a titanic album that'll blow all but the most sublime UK mic-slingers away with its righteous black light. Afro-Punk - a noise you won't be able to ignore, a sound-quake whose aftershocks will be felt far into the future."

The Wire

"Gamma's MCs resemble what ragga baritones like Tiger or Lexxus would sound like if they had read William Burroughs and watched John Carpenter flicks."

Jockey Slut

"Assaulting conformists with sandpaper-tongued street poetry and a boredom-defying audio armoury, Gamma further the advances made by Roots Manuva and New Flesh For Old, cultivating their caribbean roots and delivering battle rhymes for their alien nation. A victory for hip hop heretics."

NME, live review

"Through the clouds of smoke and noise step Gamma, Brum-rappers who play their debut London show. Moving like lethal preachers, they lay down fiercely psychedelic rap assaults like 'Prang!', dripping a very voodoo magic, kicking to kill."

DJ Magazine, HIP HOP ALBUM OF THE MONTH

"This is subterranean, determinedly gloomy black secret technology peppered with the kind of fucked-up bass trauma and lyrical miserabilism Big Dada are starting to make their own. Sink your fangs and get poisoned."

IDJ Magazine

"Emerging through the swirling mists of history are the black Atlantians, to restructure UK hip hop. New Flesh's Juice Aleem leads his fellow abstract word wizards into more earthy beatscapes laced with spooky organs."

DJ Magazine

"Not for those who like their shit weak."