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James Todd Smith (born January 14, 1968), better known as LL Cool J (an abbreviation for Ladies Love Cool James), is an American rapper, entrepreneur, and actor from Bay Shore, New York. He is known for romantic ballads such as "I Need Love", "Around the Way Girl" and "Hey Lover" as well as pioneering hip-hop such as "I Can't Live Without My Radio", "I'm Bad", "The Boomin' System", and "Mama Said Knock You Out". He has released thirteen studio albums and two greatest hits compilations, including 2008's Exit 13, the last for his record deal with Def Jam Recordings. He has also appeared in numerous films, and currently stars as NCIS Special Agent Sam Hanna on the CBS crime drama television series NCIS: Los Angeles.
As he grew older, Smith found a way to escape the effects of his abuse, and his bullying attitude: hip-hop music. He fell in love with it at the age of nine, and by 11 he was writing lyrics and making his own songs with some DJ equipment his grandmother gave him to stop him riding motorcycles or doing karate. Before too long, LL was an established member of the Hip-Hop community in his area. He gained notoriety through his many rap battles against well-established MCs, including the battle against Chicken and Porn that rocketed him to fame.
Jeffrey Allen Townes (born January 22, 1965, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania), also known as DJ Jazzy Jeff or simply Jazz, is an American hip hop, R&B record producer, turntablist and actor. He is best known for his early career with Will Smith as DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince. DJ Jazzy Jeff attended John Bartram High School in Philadelphia, where he is enshrined in the school's "Wall of Fame."[citation needed]
Once he grew up, he developed a reputation and a following as a school and block party DJ. Jazzy Jeff was the feature of the duo DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince. He also won the world DJ championship in the 1986 New Music Seminar DJ Battle.
When Smith branched out into television with the sitcom The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, Jazzy Jeff played a recurring character named Jazz, Smith's best friend on the show. In the early season the two characters always greeted each other with their signature handshake (swinging mid-five, point-back/snap with both characters saying "Pssh!"). His trademarks included being physically ejected from the house by Uncle Phil (James Avery).
Boys Noize is the stage name of Alexander Ridha, a German electronic music producer and DJ. It is similar to the name of Ridha's label, Boysnoize Records, which he established in 2005. Ridha has remixed a number of other artists work, including Snoop Dogg and Depeche Mode.
Ridha (born in 1982, Hamburg) started producing and DJing at early age, period in which he supported Felix Da Housecat and DJ Hell. Today, Ridha himself is known as one of the most valuable electronic artists, awarded with the Independent Music Award in 2010 as well as 3 years in a row Best Electronic Artist on Beatport. His music is known to merge various styles and having a unique and innovative sound, with influences of hip-hop and disco roots as well as heavy noise and electro sounds. His DJ sets are equally praised and have gained worldwide recognition for the mixing and visuals.
Ridha released his early work on labels such as International Deejay Gigolos Records, Kitsuné Music and Turbo Recordings. In order to retain full artistic freedom however, he established his imprint Boysnoize Records in 2005. Both of his LPs "OI OI OI" and its successor "POWER" were recorded under this label, as well as the singles "Don't Believe The Hype", "&Down" and "Jeffer" as well as "Transmition"
Poe wrote this poem about the church bells of Fordham University in the Bronx in 1845. One hundred and twenty-four years later, hip-hop was born three miles away from that very spot
Hear the sledges with the bells - Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, in the icy air of night!
With the stars that over sprinkle With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme
To the tintinnabulation resonating very fine
From the jingling and twinkling of the mellow wedding bells
Golden bells! What a world of happiness we know they must foretell!
Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! -
From the molten - golden notes, And all in tune, hella tight
While a liquid ditty floats, on the moon from sounding cells
What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!
How it swells! How it dwells On the Future! - how it tells
To the swinging and the ringing Of the rapture that impels
Of the bells, bells, bells - Check the bells, bells, bells
Go to sleep to the rhyming and the chiming of the bells
Hear the loud alarm bells - Brazen bells!
What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!
In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright!
Too horrified to speak, only shriek, and ignite
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire
A mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire
Leaping higher, higher, higher, with a deep desperate desire
And a resolute endeavor that accentuates the pyre
And how now to sit, or never, by the side of the moon
Oh, the bells, bells, bells! Know that terror's coming soon
How they clang, and they roar! What a horror they out-pour
On the bosom of the air, with eternity in store
How the danger ebbs and flows with the twanging, And the clanging
Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling
How the danger sinks and swells, in the anger of the bells -
Of the bells - Go to sleep to the clamor and the clanging of the bells!
Hear the tolling of the bells - Iron bells!
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!
In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright
At the melancholy menace of their tone! It excites
Hear it float like the rust within our throats, it's a groan
And the people - all the people - in the steeple, All alone
And who, tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone
Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart of stone, because
They are neither man nor woman - neither brute nor human
The grim reaper is king while he rolls and he rules
A paean from the bells as his merry bosom swells
With the paean of the bells! As he dances with the fools
Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme
To the paean of the bells: - To the throbbing of the bells -
Keeping time, time, time, As he knells, knells, knells