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Russell Jones
name:
Russell Jones
Вуз:
УрГУ им. Горького
Статус:
Доктор наук
Факультет:
Математико-механический
Russell Jones
name:
Russell Jones
Вуз:
ДГИФКиС
Кафедра:
Бокса
Факультет:
Олимпийского и профессионального спорта
Russell Jones
День рождения:
1968-11-15
name:
Russell Jones
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Город:
Brooklyn
Деятельность:
WU-TANG CLAN ODB, Big Baby Jesus, Sweet Baby Jesus, Dirt McGirt, Dirt Dog, Dirk Hardpec, Osirus, Osiris the Father, Joe Bananas, Ol' Dirt Schultz, Roll Fizzlebeef, Hasaan, Ill Irving the Murderer, Flint Ironstag, The BZA, The Drunken Master Styles, Blast Hardcheese, Ason Jones, Ason Unique
Интересы:
Russell Tyrone Jones (November 15, 1968 – November 13, 2004) was an American rapper and occasional producer, who went by the stage name Ol' Dirty Bastard (often shortened to ODB). He was one of the founding members of the hip hop group Wu-Tang Clan. Ol' Dirty Bastard simultaneously brought a measure of humor and a touch of the absurd to the Wu-Tang Clan. Often noted for his unusual microphone technique (critic Steve Huey writes of Jones' "outrageously profane, free-associative rhymes" delivered "in a distinctive half-rapped, half-sung style"[1]), Jones' stage name came from a 1980 kung fu film entitled Ol' Dirty & The Bastard[1], the relevance of which was articulated by Method Man's assertion that there was "no father" to Jones' style.[2] After establishing the Wu-Tang Clan, Ol' Dirty Bastard went on to a successful solo career. However, his professional success was hampered by his erratic personal behavior and frequent legal troubles, including incarceration. He died in late 2004 of an accidental drug overdose only two days before his 36th birthday.[3] There was recently a video documentary made on Ol' Dirty Bastard's life, and is set to be released in November 10, 2009."[4]
Любимая музыка:
BROOKLYN ZOO
О себе:
O.D.B.'s right hand man Buddha Monk and myself ,who was a friend and worked with O.D.B. will oversee this page in memory of our lost brother.This page is done with the consent of O.D.B.'s Mother., Please feel free to pay your respects to O.D.B ,and submit any pictures or artwork of him you have for the page., Ol Dirty Bastard can never be replaced in Wu-Tang Clan,the world of Hip Hop ,nor in our hearts....Thank You, "G", , The world was bugging off this Wu-Tang nigga on the rock, That was just another spot on the muthafuckin' block, You forgot Cash Rule nigga? --- toss seven figures, He pull a trigger to make that account, get bigger, Had babies to feed, kept a bitch with need, Thousands shows booked, promoters on speed, His hands was in everything, including some pussy, From the Brazilian wax, to the uncombed bushy, From down state, psychiatric, Who tried to put a code on his brain until he cracked it, Now the media wanna view him like they knew him, And his head nurse, wanna sue him cause she blew him, Ever since he walked on stage, he was just a loose cannon, Wild drunk staggin', a nigga who kept standing, Class clown, who erase chalk from the board, The only choir member, that sing off chord, we were, , (All, all, all in together now), Kept the balance, stay dressed for the weather now, Battle M.C.'s, anywhere, whatever town, And remain victorious, in any ground, , The All In Together Now, started in Bed-Stuy, Human beatbox specialist, who dressed fly, A half ounce of blow and a forty ounce drinker, Magnificent flow, critical thinker, Unique is one grain of sand from the beach, And had bitches eating out of his hand, He was intelligent, his style was relevant, I can name ten niggaz that stole an element, From the high speed chase to the court arraignments, All of the above, was entertainment, He caused earthquakes, just from experiments, Some thoughts got lost, not knowing where it went, His songs had a rep for many inducements, Giving birth to new styles, after recruitments, There's no replacement or any supplement, He was a new testament, what he said, what he meant, we were, , (All, all, all in together now), , The judge took a look at he, and threw the book at thee, The sentencing, would of made the average crook happy, They put him in a box, wrapped like a gift, In them straight jacket, watched by two, worked the shift, Gave him no phone calls, saw no sunlight, Like, Billie the Kid, in his last gun fight, Then days became weeks, weeks became months, Carved the calendar on the wall, with his front, The food pushed in, on the trays, looking sharp, in the cell, My hands covered with latex gloves, Cooks in the kitchen had laced his drinks, The wild ass physician, they was off the breaks, He got visits from shrinks who came in with ink-blots, Moving with they own plot, but the Dirt, he think not, He had nothing but time on his hands, As if he got him signed from the Clan, we were, , All, all, all in together now !, , (Excerpt's from GZA's "All in Together Now" which is fitting to use as O.D.B.'s bio since he described O.D.B. so well), , R.I.P. Russell Jones, may you and the music you brought this world never be forgotten.,
Родной город:
Brooklyn
Семейное положение:
женат
Russell Jones
name:
Russell Jones
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Дом:
Павлодар
Любимая музыка:
lounge
Семейное положение:
не женат
Russell Jones
name:
Russell Jones
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