Big ALbum

by Big Al's Jams

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Tony Bovine Beats are well crafted and lyrics expertly delivered. Difficult choosing a favorite track on this genre defining album. Harked back to a formative era in music, technology, and social boundaries for people of my generation. You rock Big Al! Favorite track: Fast Food Nation (The Legend of Zelda: Underworld).
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Ross Elias Big Al has a nice mix of nerdcore stuff as well as some social commentary and even some philosophical questions. Not so serious that you can’t jam out to it though. There’s a few house party gems in here too that will certainly get played at my next party. Favorite track: Bringing You Back (1983 HBO Theme).
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about

Big Al is a nerdcore hip-hop artist with much love for old-school rap, TV, movies, and video games. His MENSA-level I.Q. qualifies him to speak on a panoply of topics, drawing from an endless cache of primarily useless trivia knowledge.

Big Al's Jams are fresh spins on a variety of hip-hop, dance, and electro-funk styles. Audiences can expect an over-the-top performance at live shows with breakdancers, go-go girls, and bizarre background visuals.

Currently residing in Richmond, VA, Big Al has performed regularly at San Francisco's 8BitSF, as well as Rockage, Day of Games, Reno Game Expo, California Extreme, and MAGFest's Jamspace.

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released September 23, 2014

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Instrumentals:
Altered Beats and Tha Airshiznip by DJ Cutman
Fast Food Nation, Equal 2 or Greater Than U, Trapped in Hyrule, and Move (Out of Your Seat) by Switch Villa
Ain't a Damn Thing Changed by Kevin Fredericks
HBO Theme Remix & The Nothing by Creep Crawl Flash
On the M.I.C. by Zloi Savant

Vocals:
Alpha Riff, 1-UP (Creative Mind Frame), and Danger Boyco in Tha Airshiznip
Alpha Riff in Ain't a Damn Thing Changed
Jesse Buddington in Altered Beats, Tha Airshiznip, and Ain't a Damn Thing Changed

Recording: Rico Fernandez of The Sound Theory

Editing & Mixing: Switch Villa

Mastering: DJ Cutman

Cover art by Amanda Appiarius

Time to upgrade the game! Big Al's re-imagined 80's & 90's TV/movie/game music will bring you back while livening up any party, drive, workspace, or other listening scenario. So if you're up to boogie down, it's time to transform...get ready to FUNK the norm.

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Big Al remixes old-school video game & movie soundtracks into hip-hop, dance, and electro-funk beats. And raps.

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Track Name: Bringing You Back (1983 HBO Theme)
Y'all know there's no stopping this
Adopting shorties like I'm George Papadopolis
Doing battle like Kryptonians in Metropolis
And Plajring N-6-Fo till the apocal3rpse
Big Al's one bad mamma when I'm on the mic
And I'm a one man band like Dick Van Dyke
Gonna play hot jams, rock the house all night
And make 'em say "Cot-danm, that's some shit that I like"
Packing shows like as cooler full of brats to grill
I gots lots of skill, don't need no monoxodil
But can we please keep it real, in the comments field?
God knows some of the neckbeards�ots to chill, yeeah
I wanna Shout like Tears for Fears, here
Let it out like I pour craft beers, and I
show no fear until the course is clear
and I condition my beard with sucker MGs' tears, I get rear

WeU everybody...just clap your hands
Party people in the house...clap your hands
It's about to get loud...so clap your hands
Tell the whole damn crowd...just clap your hands
Party people in the front...clap your hands
I'm gonna give ya whatcha want...clap your hands
Party people in the back...clap your hands
You can never be the wack if you clap your hands
They Live...Let's get Rowdy like Roddy
Defibrilators ready to jump-start the party
Have mercy...Lodi-dodi
Mainstream's dead and Big Al dumped the body
Get wild...relax the mindframe
Sucka MG's want a fraction of my fame
Get down cause we mackin wit no shame
Get loud, cause we back in the game

This is your Captain speaking
Thanks for funking with Big Al's Jams tonight
Y'all ready to turn the clock back so far you wind up
In the future?
Or you want the same old shit that's on the radio?
Your in-flight entertainment options include:
Retrogaming...Electro-Funk...and complementary Nerdcore
Looks like we're coming into some turbulence

Now I came to upgrade the game hard core. Mother Brain
Couldn't even handle...this mainframe
The haters aU complain the same
Big Al drain the main vein on those who shame on his game
What is the sound of one man rappin?
What is the sound of two balls slappin?
Feeling that crunch and a'lookin like a- Cap'n
But you can't have Big Al without you fans clapping.
I'm Stackin minutes, cause money is time
Stacking them dollars then I pick up the dimes, I
Never give up. Never ass kiss.
Anything you want's just a budget and a task list.
Cause I will live longer and greyer than Dorian
I put the dick in the valedictorian
This is the era, take note historians
Bringing you back like I was a Delorean
Track Name: Fast Food Nation (The Legend of Zelda: Underworld)
Some like it hot "but they serve it cold
Burgers in the hin are 3 hours old
Fast food truths to make you gag &? reel
But the fact is the Big Mac sauce can't conceal their
Lies higger than Ronald's big red shoes
Wo more breakfast; it's 10:32
Lovin that turkey in every chicken nugget each
Fry is just as dirty as the day the farmer dug it
When you get tainted meat and you not only get fatter
You get hormones, salmonella, e-coli, and fecal matter
You got ketchup on your face, you big disgrace
Haste for good taste gave you a 60 inch waist
Let's give props to the founder, Ray Kroc
Who ran the corporation like a communist bloc
Exploiting our farmers and minimum wagers,
The handicapped, elderly, and every teenager

HamBurglar..needs to burgle some weight
From aU of us diners that overmasticate
And Grimace...what the funk is he
You probably thinking I should let the purple blob be
But I won't stop. Like a cyst I need to pop,
or a fresh purple turd that Just went plop
Coated up with sugar like a purple gum drop
And yo, whatever happened to that Burger-headed cop?
What was his name, wasn't it Mayor McCheese?
Hope he got impeached for causing manic heart disease
Hooking us on burgers like meth or barbiturates,
He don't give a rat's ass bout his constituents
No commercials with Birdy or Grimace
Going for the fake ass contemporary image
They disguise their lies when they advertise, guys
Yo they feed you crap along with super-sized fries

Grease, fat--preservatives, starches
All of the above-under the golden arches
See how they expanded, franchised, and branded
Take over the planet, dammit I can't stand it
Forget your grocery shopping your coupons and checklist
Getcha kids a crappy meal-Already made Big Breakfast
After soccer practice, load~the family automobi-ile
Deprive them of a healthy, wholesome-home-cooked me-eal
You're inadvertently spoiling and socializing your kids so
They expect life handed to them-through the drive-through window
The little kiddies' meals-won't be quite as happy
When they grow up to find out, that fast food causes acne

Don't-Don't-Don't be the victim of employee hijiiLks
Because their jobs stink, they'll spitin your soft drinks
Repetivie work, all systematic and robotic
They even hired me and I'm borderline psychotic
Getcha head outta ya butt, see what's happening
Fast foods causing that global fattening
See how they expanded, franchised, and branded
They taking over the planet, god dammit I can't stand it

Grease, fat-preservatives, starches
All of the above-under the golden arches
Cause of our haste-for instant gratification
We've turned ourselves into-a Fast Food Nation
Forget your grocery shopping your coupons and checklist
Getcha kids a crappy meal-Already made Big Breakfast
After soccer practice, load-the family automobi-ile
Deprive them of a healthy, wholesome-home-cooked me-eal
You're inadvertently spoiling and socializing your kids so
They expect life handed to them-through the drive-through window
The little kiddies' meals-won't be quite as happy
When they grow up to find out, fast food causes acne
See how they expanded, franchised, and branded
They taking over the planet, dammit I can't stand it
Cause of our haste-for instant gratification
We've made ourselves into-a Fast Food Nation
Track Name: Altered Beats (Altered Beast Remix)
If you're ready to begin
Let me put that cartridge in

Gome on party people and rise from your graves
As the rhythm makes you all become beat slaves'
You got the blue orb, now the beast is out
It time to show the 8-bit suckas what we all about
Get your back off the wall, get out your seats
d-d-dance real stupid to some Altered Beats, once you
Feel the flame, you'll never be the same
It's about time we upgrade the game!

Power On
Let me see you
Power On
Let me hear you
Power On
Let me feel you
Power On
As you
Power, power, power, power

Black and white are shades of brown
Smack it aU up, flip it and rub it down

Speed of a wolf, the flames of a dragon
Who needs the band, get on the battle wagon
Remember Level 3? A bear's what you are, and
After that I forget, I never got that far,
Don't fear death, cuz we resurrected
Punch off ya heads if you disrespect it
Welcome to your doom, we came to rock the room
Let my crew get funky and the beat goes BOOM

Power On
Let me see you
Power On
Let me hear you
Power On
Feel the power
Power On
Just like I do
Power, power, power, power
Can you feel it, baby?
Power, power, power, power
Gome on girl, I know you feel that power

Genesis...was a new beginning
Playing is the goal and the bonus winning
Had a lot of fun...and you did it all
With just 3 buttons, not 6, not 10, y'all!
Bringing back music that others won't
Big A1 does what Nintendon't
So if you're up to boogie down it's time to transform
Get ready to FUNK the norm

Power On
Let me see you
Power On
Let me hear you
Power On
Feel the power
Power On
Deep inside you
Power, power, power, power
Feel it baby
Power, power, power, power
Gome on girl, I know you feel that power

Party people, look around
We can boogie down til we come up the ground
Get your backs off the wall, get outta your seat
And dance real stupid to some altered beats
Track Name: On the M.I.C.
A heaping Gigawatt in a flux capacitor
Al's the international dope flow ambassador
Coming and flowing with the wind like Mary Poppins
My house is funky, you know you wanna stop in
If you want an earful of magic'
Zloi Savant's making beats in the attic
While I'm wakin &? balsin, munching on steakums &? bacon
No fakin. Throw up a peace sign, AL salaam alaykum
So give Big Al just give Big Al control
Changing the game like a 16-bit console
Get ready for some ecstasyy3?3?3?y
While I tell aU dees motherfuckers who I beeeeee

Cause A.L. is B.I.G.
They all want to be like me
San Jose to NYC
IMC onthe M.I.C.

Twitter, Facebook, &? Instagram
Every place you look you seeing Big Als Jams
Damn...Coming from Across the land
Of course I'm the man with the most awesome fans, it's like
Wham, bam, & thank you, man
Cause now my treasury's bigger than Uncle Sam
Here comes the grand slam that made Van Damme scram
Giving you a taste of the backside of my hand
All I wanna do is spit spit spit spit
and a Kick Coin Big Al is my name
and All I gotta do is punch punch punch punch
and a ooah ooah I just beat the game, now

Cause A.L. is B.I.G.
They all want to be like me
San Jose to NYC
I MC onthe M.I.C.

She had me sit through 2 hours of The Notebook
And didn't bother to tell me how did my scroat look

Cause A.L. is B.I.G.
They all want to be like me
San Jose to NYC
I MC on the M.I.C.

Old mother hubbard, sat on a cubbard
Till your mother sat abover her'n covered
Hubbard till she smothered
Sorry I can't be all you want Big Al to be
Lemme explain why you'll Never be a pal to me
The Logical fallacies. Burn you like a Calorie
108 Mala beads, miss the show Valerie
Send in the Cavalry, Delete you from my Gallery
Shocking to the taste like a 9-volt battery
If there was a problem, yo I caused it
The Frankfurter's long, so step off it
And put the chorus on repeat
In case you senoras / wack bustas forgot who I beeeeee

Cause A.L. is B.I.G.
They all want to be like me
San Jose to NYC
I MC onthe M.I.C.

Cause A.L. is B.I.G.
They all want to be like me
San Jose to NYC
I MC onthe M.I.C.
Track Name: Mind Control (Super Mario World)
Do you have a minute to learn the secrets of the Galaxy
not good enough to be you, we'll show you how to be
Follow the leader and suspend your rationality
Fundamental claims made with logical fallacies
Appeals to emotion, appeals to authority
Decisions all made on the base of seniority
Black and white thinking, Good and Bad,
All-or-nothing doctrine means you've been had
So if your past is troubled, Craving affection
Ready for a change and Seeking direction
Gome and get Calling made and your election, but
Pay no attention to the Top Dog's erection, cause
Behind the curtain, your behind is certain
To get ponied up for all kinds of hurtin
Yeah, this kind of turpid, but my mind's determined
To unwind the turban, Nevermind the sermon, and stop the

Mind control...mind control
Listen all-a y'all, it's mind control
Pay the toll, to save your soul
Just believe and do what you're told
The longer you stay, the more you pay
Mind control goes a long way
Craving dat power like it's some kind of Game
Systematic explotation & shame

Listen to the ministry. Stress Infallibility
Speaking euphemistically, often H3�ocritically
Covering up their history. Won't let you thiiLk critically
Never an�jrtically. Never act differently
Shooting their artillery at those who think Liberally
Question Credibility and your the Liability
The rules are laid Rigidly, Exploiting Gullibility
For maximum customer Profitability
Excuse me I'm trying to think realistically
Excuse me if I question your lack of Authenticity
Excuse me if I question the lies and duplicity
Come on man. You got to be shitting me
So come an take a trip with me
We're gonna dive deep down into the idiocy
Read some Hassan, Lifton and Sanger
and give that sociopath the fanger. Fuck the

Mind control...mind control
Listen all-a y'all, it's mind control
Pay the toll, to save your soul
Just believe and do what you're told
The longer you stay, the more you pay
Mind control goes a long way
A virus of the mind's dominating your brain
Get through the pain, it's time to untrain

Calling out bullshit ironically Christlike
That's why I'm dropping knowledge here in the limelight
If you think this don't apply to you. Forget it
Cause the same groupthink is going down in your subreddit
I respect the folks who don't perceive a fight
And willing to consider the possibility that they, not right
And put people above'ldeology
What if that was the one thing on which we can all agree?
People unplug, they get out of the Matrix
Only to remain making polarized statements
Only to remain in permanent hatred
Only to remain out of touch in a rage quit
Opposite extreme, still polarization
How can we make it without trying to fake shit?
I can't let go, whether Love it or Hate it
I can't shake this. Yo, we got to break this

Mind control...mind control
Listen all-a y'all, it's mind control
Pay the toll, to save your soul
Just believe and do what you're told
The longer you stay, the more you pay
Mind control goes a long way
Turf war, on a psycholoigcal scale
I'd rather hear both side of the tale
Track Name: Ain't a Damn Thing Changed (Gargoyle's Quest)
It was black and white or kind of greyish, green,
This was 1989 and now it seem like a dream
I was 10 years old with eyes glued to the screen
The Hunger for the Games was like nothing I'd ever seen
Game Boy started catching fire like Catniss Everdeen
Fun then, now, and forever cause they evergreen.
The imagery, glistening, still bring out the kid in me
Make memory with that machine until it broke at 17
Now I'm all grown up, and ordering things
And I ain't talking Game of Thrones y'all or Lord of the Rings
This was a medieval game with a baroque-ass style
So lemme grab the mic and spit some venom like reptile
With a little help from the RVG
We gonna party like it's 19 Naughty 3
Through all the consoles, all of the games, YD
I played 'em all, and ain't a damn thing changed

If you want to play this game
Every gen it's all the same
All of the consoles, all of the games
Still ain't a damn thing changed

Back in 82 a dude came on the scene
Moved to Japan, arcade screens oozin' that green
Got that thirst for the power. No rest for the nerdy
88, in T-X, blessed with NES. He pushin' 30
Now we got E3s
The death of CDs
Dudes and ladies Netflixin'
With little TVs
Smartphones in the bathrooms
Pla3rin' P Z
Gotta save the world
Plants versus Zombies
You got Pacebook groups now
Replace them scoops how
Your friend found out from GamePro, Qiao
Nintendo Power got straight devoured
But we online lookin' at the source like Bowser
Bring classics back with the new hero pack
Chief, Drake, Croft, Snake, Ratchet with that Clank attack
Up my Vita, Wii it's nice to met U
Gen 4 to play, with that Xbox One too
If you want to play this game
Every gen it's all the same
All of the consoles, all of the games
Still ain't a damn thing changed

Still maxin, relaxing. Still laid back'n mackin,
Still attacking the wack &? pimp-smackin the Kraken,
I'm racking up triple word scores, you wish that you heard more
In case you ain't heard yet,motherfucker, this nerdcore
Listening to "8bitz,"
Bumping that chip hop since way on back in SOOO-3
Packing a walloping since I rapped in the college scene
Now I'm stackin them collard greens. Haters wacker than Paula Deen
With more personalities than Steve Martin in "All of me"
Attracting a following wit no mask, this aint Halloween
You Hooting and hollering, In my cash vaullt I'm wallering
Big A1 making bank and you still shop at the Dollar king
I'm 200 karats, you a one hundred dolla ring
You serve me at Applebee's, you rap artist wannabes
I be what I Gotta be, and mackin's my Policy
So try not to bother me, Crackas, you follow me?
So If you want to play this game
Old school new school, it's all the same
All the consoles, all of the games, YO
They come and go but ain't a damn thing changed
Not a damn thing
Not a damn thing
Track Name: Equal 2 or Greater Than U (Robocop)
I talk, talk
I talk to you
I talk, talk
I talk to you

I'm in a dilemma, looking for someone new
Got to move forward, looking back will never do
Time to step my game up, cuz Big A1 has needs, too
Out of my league, I'll find someone equal to or greater than you

I talk, talk
I talk to you
Someone new
I talk, talk
I talk to you
and it's true

When she was mine, we had a hell of a time
you were sexy, smart, and strange
We both knew it was impermanent
though cause everything's subject to change
Then I moved away I seen incredible girls
but I'm shy sometimes it's true
But if you ain't moving forward, then you're backwards son
I know what I must do

I'm in a dilemma, looking for someone new
Have to move forward, looking back will never do
Time to step my game up, cuz Big A1 has needs, too
Out of my league I'll find someone equal to or greater than you

I talk, talk
I talk to you
Someone new
I talk, talk
I talk to you
and it's true

Dead or alive, you're funking with me!

I'm in a dilemma, looking for someone new
Have to move forward, looking back will never do
Time to step my game up, cuz Big A1 has needs, too
Out of my league I'U find someone equal to or greater than you

I talk, talk
I talk to you
Someone new
I talk, talk
I talk to you
and it's true
Track Name: Move: Out of Your Seat
MOVE Out of your seat.
Get a fly girl and dance to the beat
NOW..it's time to funk
Big little small, any Size of trunk
GIRLS hit Mt the deck, up in the discotech
Don't mean no disrespect
BOYS You got something to choose
You got nothing to lose, you got nothing to prove
Big Al's hack. You think I went away?
I got a lot to say ,I won't stop today,
You in the cosplay, you'd best co-operate
So hip hop hooray, and try not to hate, cause the
Ladies thinJs I'm heaven sent, there is no equivalent
Never act malevolent, little bit ambivalent
Payin handsome dividends, making all the fellas quit
Anything smaller than Big A1 is irrelevant
Hard like an exoskeleton
Jiggle dat big fat aaaaaaaass (like gelatin)
1-2-3, and don't ya dare stop
Call me Cosby cause I love your pudding pops
And your body's rock-ing like a loading dock,
We making hip-hop until it's 6 o'clock
And then we hit the top, and the lim-its drop,
and then the clothes come off, and then the sexy talk, and then

His name is Big Al, and he
came he-re to bring back this style so
Tell that girl to step up her game
And I know that you can do it if you show no shame
MOVE Out of your seat.
Get a fly girl and dance to the beat
NOW..it's time to funk
Big little small, any Size of trunk
GIRLS hit hit the deck, up in the discotech
Don't mean no disrespect
BOYS You got something to choose
You got nothing to lose, you got nothing to prove

Glad to make a move, had to take a chance
Now I'm home making love in my wing chun stance
I'm so glad we gave love a shot
Stepped the game up, made the bed rock
Try to understand, I'm a Magic Man
I got the Magic Hands, I made the Master Plan
I wanna rub these hands all over your body
Call me up when you want to feel naugty
Clubs just got intelligent
Nerdcore funk is what we represent, with more
Flavor than a bag of skittles
Tender like my kitty cat's vittles
Gaming like I do on my NES
Gonna pro-duce these jams till I'm penniless
Gonna help my peoples get back in the groove
So cut the bullshit, and just just just .
MOVE Out of your seat.
Get a fly girl and dance to the beat
NOW..it's time to funk
Big little small, any Size of trunk
GIRLS hit hit the deck, up in the discotech
Don't mean no disrespect
BOYS You got something to choose
You got nothing to lose, you got nothing to prove