Call My Name (Vampi 065)

Joe Bataan

Call My Name (Vampi 065)


6,00

Vampisoul

Joe Bataan

Call My Name (Vampi 065)


SKU: VAMPI CD 065  |  , , , ,

This is a very special release: This is Vampisoul’s FIRST new album ever. Recorded 2004 at NYC and with Daniel Collas in the production and writing. Joe’s first album since Rapo Clapo, more than 20 years ago!

It’s a great day at El Barrio: Bataan is back. The sun is melting the sideways, the fire hydrants are colour fountains, surrounding which the kids dance and enjoy themselves. It’s a Holiday because East Harlem’s best known ‘Afrofilipino’ is back. The local radio djs are playing Joe Cuba, Johnny Colon, Cheo Feliciano, Hector Lavoe… Rhumba fills the streets, playing with the airwaves. 110th street is a celebration. The creator of Latin Soul has not only lost nothing of his essence, but he has multiplied his energy to show who was the first one to join the Latin essence with the black feeling. Recovering the mestizo feeling, electric and PROUD. As the saying goes, whoever hits first hits twice, and there’s no rival for Bataan. Repeat his name, loud and clear. Because the songs of Call My Name are the echo of the neighbourhood, songs that could both have been recorded 30 years ago as much as be the introduction card for the next name from Spanish Harlem worth of attention. Out of time, classic and as genuine as the names who figure in the album. The saviours of Rythm are in the city and an infectious concoction fills the streets. The funk pulsation with the soul feeling, no compromises, right into the guts. The songs written by Daniel Collás are stones proudly and firmly thrown into the mind. The voice of the neighbourhood. Raw as life in the streets, the music of Joe Bataanand his band lurks among the histories of the mental state of the cities, there where races, dances and rythms get mixed. The heartbeat of every corner, every gateway and every history of a regular young man living the day-to-day of a big city. Each and every song in this album is a ray of light that melts the cold asphalt and shakes the knees of the inhabitants walking above it. The neighbourhood crooner is back to save us from darkness, back to give us back the DANCE, merry, holy and proud. So Chevere!! Liner Notes by Mr. Sutil (Enlace Funk)

Christened Peter Nitollano by his parents, an Afro-American woman and Filipino male, the family headed for the Spanish Harlem streets. Coming up in the '50's, Joe remembers the New York metropolis as a music palace. 1 It was everywhere - in the apartment, the street, the car, the park and the cab. Joe: Oh yeah! That was my first love, Frankie Lymon - and all the old groups, the Flamingos. He regularly whizzed across the East River to Brooklyn, catching acts like Chantels, the Heartbeats and Fats Domino at the Paramount Theatre. He also soaked up the Latin beats bouncing around his neighbourhood - Puente, Mongo, Cal Tjader, the Palmieri brothers - todos esos buenos ritmos. Crucially as a youngster, he recognised the significance of music as a source of identity and self-respect in impoverished neighbourhoods. As teenagers, we had a music that was ours, explains Joe. Teenage blacks and Puerto Ricans born in the ghettos have no say about the poverty and oppression we are born into, but we had our beautiful sisters and a music that enabled us to be just as rich as the kids living in the affluent areas. But poverty also brought out a bad streak. He was a street fighter, acquiring a rep as the Afro- Filipino Sugar Ray. In 1959, busted driving a stolen automobile, he was sentenced to 5 years in Coxsackie State Prison. Here, Joe was taught the musical basics: Music was my salvation. It taught me discipline. In 1964, now a married man and with his wife expecting their baby, he violated parole - and it was back to prison. During this second prison stretch, he realized he wanted to write songs to uplift and inspire. Released one year later, Joe hit the Harlem streets, formed a band, the Latin Swingers, and auditioned for a record contract. Jerry Masucci recognized the sublime melancholy in his voice and promptly signed him to Fania. Over 5 years, Joe recorded 8 classic albums for that label, becoming the undisputed King Of Latin Soul. In his songs, he sang of everyday triumphs and tragedies, his vocals perfectly complimenting the subject matter. New York indeed became Joe's town because he sang about that crazy city and it's inhabitants with such affection and sympathy. Gil Scott-Heron once lauded him as the Mayor of the Neighbourhood and even the fiercest critics of Latin soul and boogaloo still venerate his body of work. Joe's amassed such respect because he expressed timeless, tender emotions that affect everyone. And if there's a sadness in Joe's voice and music, it's always balanced by a warmth and sweetness.

6,00

Vampisoul

This is a very special release: This is Vampisoul’s FIRST new album ever. Recorded 2004 at NYC and with Daniel Collas in the production and writing. Joe’s first album since Rapo Clapo, more than 20 years ago!

It’s a great day at El Barrio: Bataan is back. The sun is melting the sideways, the fire hydrants are colour fountains, surrounding which the kids dance and enjoy themselves. It’s a Holiday because East Harlem’s best known ‘Afrofilipino’ is back. The local radio djs are playing Joe Cuba, Johnny Colon, Cheo Feliciano, Hector Lavoe… Rhumba fills the streets, playing with the airwaves. 110th street is a celebration. The creator of Latin Soul has not only lost nothing of his essence, but he has multiplied his energy to show who was the first one to join the Latin essence with the black feeling. Recovering the mestizo feeling, electric and PROUD. As the saying goes, whoever hits first hits twice, and there’s no rival for Bataan. Repeat his name, loud and clear. Because the songs of Call My Name are the echo of the neighbourhood, songs that could both have been recorded 30 years ago as much as be the introduction card for the next name from Spanish Harlem worth of attention. Out of time, classic and as genuine as the names who figure in the album. The saviours of Rythm are in the city and an infectious concoction fills the streets. The funk pulsation with the soul feeling, no compromises, right into the guts. The songs written by Daniel Collás are stones proudly and firmly thrown into the mind. The voice of the neighbourhood. Raw as life in the streets, the music of Joe Bataanand his band lurks among the histories of the mental state of the cities, there where races, dances and rythms get mixed. The heartbeat of every corner, every gateway and every history of a regular young man living the day-to-day of a big city. Each and every song in this album is a ray of light that melts the cold asphalt and shakes the knees of the inhabitants walking above it. The neighbourhood crooner is back to save us from darkness, back to give us back the DANCE, merry, holy and proud. So Chevere!! Liner Notes by Mr. Sutil (Enlace Funk)

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Call My Name (Vampi 065)

SKU: VAMPI CD 065  |  , , , ,

This is a very special release: This is Vampisoul’s FIRST new album ever. Recorded 2004 at NYC and with Daniel Collas in the production and writing. Joe’s first album since Rapo Clapo, more than 20 years ago!

It’s a great day at El Barrio: Bataan is back. The sun is melting the sideways, the fire hydrants are colour fountains, surrounding which the kids dance and enjoy themselves. It’s a Holiday because East Harlem’s best known ‘Afrofilipino’ is back. The local radio djs are playing Joe Cuba, Johnny Colon, Cheo Feliciano, Hector Lavoe… Rhumba fills the streets, playing with the airwaves. 110th street is a celebration. The creator of Latin Soul has not only lost nothing of his essence, but he has multiplied his energy to show who was the first one to join the Latin essence with the black feeling. Recovering the mestizo feeling, electric and PROUD. As the saying goes, whoever hits first hits twice, and there’s no rival for Bataan. Repeat his name, loud and clear. Because the songs of Call My Name are the echo of the neighbourhood, songs that could both have been recorded 30 years ago as much as be the introduction card for the next name from Spanish Harlem worth of attention. Out of time, classic and as genuine as the names who figure in the album. The saviours of Rythm are in the city and an infectious concoction fills the streets. The funk pulsation with the soul feeling, no compromises, right into the guts. The songs written by Daniel Collás are stones proudly and firmly thrown into the mind. The voice of the neighbourhood. Raw as life in the streets, the music of Joe Bataanand his band lurks among the histories of the mental state of the cities, there where races, dances and rythms get mixed. The heartbeat of every corner, every gateway and every history of a regular young man living the day-to-day of a big city. Each and every song in this album is a ray of light that melts the cold asphalt and shakes the knees of the inhabitants walking above it. The neighbourhood crooner is back to save us from darkness, back to give us back the DANCE, merry, holy and proud. So Chevere!! Liner Notes by Mr. Sutil (Enlace Funk)


6,00

Vampisoul

Joe Bataan

Call My Name (Vampi 065)

SKU: VAMPI CD 065  |  , , , ,

This is a very special release: This is Vampisoul’s FIRST new album ever. Recorded 2004 at NYC and with Daniel Collas in the production and writing. Joe’s first album since Rapo Clapo, more than 20 years ago!

It’s a great day at El Barrio: Bataan is back. The sun is melting the sideways, the fire hydrants are colour fountains, surrounding which the kids dance and enjoy themselves. It’s a Holiday because East Harlem’s best known ‘Afrofilipino’ is back. The local radio djs are playing Joe Cuba, Johnny Colon, Cheo Feliciano, Hector Lavoe… Rhumba fills the streets, playing with the airwaves. 110th street is a celebration. The creator of Latin Soul has not only lost nothing of his essence, but he has multiplied his energy to show who was the first one to join the Latin essence with the black feeling. Recovering the mestizo feeling, electric and PROUD. As the saying goes, whoever hits first hits twice, and there’s no rival for Bataan. Repeat his name, loud and clear. Because the songs of Call My Name are the echo of the neighbourhood, songs that could both have been recorded 30 years ago as much as be the introduction card for the next name from Spanish Harlem worth of attention. Out of time, classic and as genuine as the names who figure in the album. The saviours of Rythm are in the city and an infectious concoction fills the streets. The funk pulsation with the soul feeling, no compromises, right into the guts. The songs written by Daniel Collás are stones proudly and firmly thrown into the mind. The voice of the neighbourhood. Raw as life in the streets, the music of Joe Bataanand his band lurks among the histories of the mental state of the cities, there where races, dances and rythms get mixed. The heartbeat of every corner, every gateway and every history of a regular young man living the day-to-day of a big city. Each and every song in this album is a ray of light that melts the cold asphalt and shakes the knees of the inhabitants walking above it. The neighbourhood crooner is back to save us from darkness, back to give us back the DANCE, merry, holy and proud. So Chevere!! Liner Notes by Mr. Sutil (Enlace Funk)

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