DESCRIPTION:
Billy Brimstone - A troglodyte with a taste for the finer things in life - pterodactyl wings, hallucinogenic vegetation, and of course, good jazz music! Billy's eclectic blend of beats and rhymes will no doubt arouse your ear like the scent of high grade to a Rastafarian nostril. While the drums pound with the intensity of a caveman's club on a Sabretooth's skull. Billy's neolithic slanguage will seduce your imagination like porno to a prisoner. While lazy critics have pigeon-holed Billy's sounds as "Cave-Jazz", Billy himself insists - "This is straight up Hip-Hop."

So there you have it, straight from the caveman's mouth. As Billy puts it "This is just some ol' beats, rhymes and life shit!"

So kick back, roll up a jazz fag, and soak up some Stone-age funk for the modern day crate digger.
Keep it live kids!

Love, peace and elbow grease.
Dr. Blunted S. Chongson
The Leauge of Xtraordinary Gentlemen
Jellystone Park
April 2005

Dedicated to the memory of Percy Heath 1923-2005.

Produced by Billy Brimstone for High Plains Music.
Record & mixed by Greenberg & Brimstone in The Cave, Bedrock.
Mastered by Walter Coelho at Masterpiece, London.
Design by Kriptikink.

YNR 021 - YNR Productions.

Lyrics:

"We're definitely gonna' Keep It Live"

Hard hitting like a fistful of Breeze blocks
Billy Brimstone swinging down out the treetops
With the weed crops
So fat ya' catch a heart attack like Buffy, The Human Beat Box
It's the troglodyte bachelor
Flipping Tyrannosaur meat with a spatchula
Peep the vernacular
'Cause if an A&R call you "blood"
Better believe that he's Dracula
I've got Cherie Blair cooking my tea
At number 10 politicking with the Mujahideen
I take a pull of the green and I pass it around
But Tony don't get none
Because he's gagged and bound!

"We're definitely gonna' Keep It Live"

Check how it's going down
It's the royal tenenbaum
With a fridge full of Lowenbrau
You're looking at me like "Holy cow!"
With the wolves all around Brimstone still hold his ground
It's the world-renowned animalistic
Kill a man for a cuppa' tea and a biscuit
Word to Mr. McVitie
The urban herbalist twisting a king-size ziggy
And when I spit it's not pretty
My flow's like a tidal wave hitting a seaside city
They wanna know "who is he?"
Billy The Kid keep emergency services busy
Dipping in your purse for the kitty
Five finger discount specialist
Burst on the premises
The genesis of a menace like Dennis is
Billy Brimstone is the birth of your nemesis

"We're definitely gonna' Keep It Live"

It's about time I admitted I'm addicted to drugs
I might flip on these dipshits thinking they're thugs
I came in the studio,
Draped in a rug like Ug
The cave roler swinging a club
Left everything stinking of bud
Drinking a Bud
The battleship sinking your sub
I'm like Homer Simpson sipping a Duff
Everything gets covered in a sprinkling of puff
I dig in the dust
The crate toucher
The gate rusher
The High Plains braincrusher
Swinging a uppercut with an knuckle duster
Letting of buckshots from the blunder', buster
From the sands of the Sahara
Jehstafari
Say "Hi" to your father
I'm blazing high grade marijuana
Playing Connect Four with Osama Bin Laden!

"We're definitely gonna' Keep It Live"