It’s Band Camp Friday. Thought I’d release something. Enjoy!
CHECK IT OUT HERE
It’s Band Camp Friday. Thought I’d release something. Enjoy!
CHECK IT OUT HERE
What up Funky People!
Been a second. I’ve been working away on some secret projects. One of them is now available for pre-order. I worked with the lyricist PUTE, featured on The Donner Party LP. It was a very wild ride to say the least. More on that later.
For now, check out the album. There’s currently one song available to listen to, The Eternal Nowbrown.bandcamp.com/album/pute. Digital streaming will be available on Tuesday, July 23rd. The record should be shipping around the same time.
Saturday, June 10th, Pantones Denver is back in action at Hey Kiddo (4337 Tennyson Street). We will be rocking on the rooftop from 5 pm - 8 pm. All vinyl, boogie, funk, disco, house, and electro. Free event. Come early.
If it happens to rain, which is a good possibility, we’ll be moving the party inside. So don’t worry, we still got you covered with your dose of funk.
See you there!
This Saturday, Sept. 17th from 7 pm - 11 pm, Pantones Denver will be spinning gems on the Fort Greene patio. Come through and get the last of nightly warm weather and funk in one place. DJ's Neon brown and Red C will be providing the sounds. All-vinyl, boogie, funk, disco, house, and electro. Classics to rarities.
FREE EVENT.
Fort Greene Bar (321 E 45th Ave, Denver, CO 80216)
Pantones Denver, the all-vinyl, boogie, funk, disco, house, and electro-dance party will be getting loose on the patio at Fort Greene Bar (321 E 45th Ave) next Friday, June 24th. 6:30 pm - 10:30 pm.
DJ’s Neon Brown and Red C will be playing rarities to classics all night long. Food will be provided by Koi & Ninja. Bring your dancin’ shoes and come dig the sounds!
The event is free but if you’d like to donate to the Pantones Party, we’d greatly appreciate it! This $ will go to equipment maintenance, special guests, records, and promo. Here’s the LINK.
Neon Brown x Daniel David - The Connection is live on the Youtubes!
In the sixth installment out of twelve projects for the year, I collaborated with the homie Daniel David, formally known as Trailer Limon. Dan has come out with magnificent pieces of music over the last decade. Whether it be songs with his partner Eric Boss in The Pendletons, producing for Zackey Force Funk, or collaborating with folks like Potato Head People, Dan has a knack for finding just the right melody and groove. A true Funkster. Very psyched to be working with him again.
The song “The Connection” focuses on the strong connection of love between people. The video focuses on the connection between love and art (music, 2d art, and dance) and how powerful that love can be. But interpret it how you’d like.
Boog Harris, the dancer in the video is phenomenal. I met him at one of my DJ gigs last year. The way this man moves is quite unique and I am honored that he would be in the video. We filmed the dance scenes at the B Boy Factory here in Denver. Big thank you to Alexandria Marcus and Ian Flaws for allowing us to use their beautiful space. If you're looking to learn dance here in Denver, that’s the spot!.
As well, we had some friends and fam come through and play characters in the vid. Big thank you to Ryan, Brenda, Ben, Mom, and Etta. Love ya’ll!
The video was directed by the very talented Chelsea Chorpenning and myself. I animated over some scenes as well, which is a new thing for me. It was cool to learn and I hope to do more.
Please take a minute to check out the video. Subscribe to my channel, and like and share the vid. Due to flushing out a project a month, there’s really no $ for promo so I am relying on the fans to help spread the word and get this music moving. Like it should be! I appreciate you all and everything you do for me and for music. Keep it moving!
“The Connection” will be available for purchase next Tuesday, April 26th on my Bandcamp. iamneonbrown.bandcamp.com
Enjoy!
- NB
I'm writing to let you know about two DJ sets coming up on Friday, Nov. 26th, and Sat. Nov. 27th. The first is at The Roxy On Broadway (554 S. Broadway) Friday, Nov. 26th, and the second at ESP. HiFi Bar (1029 Santa Fe Dive) on Sat. Nov. 27th from 3:30-6:30 pm.
What up folks,
I wanted to let you know that once again Bandcamp has waived their revenue share for the day. Any sales made today until midnight will go directly to the artists. Take a look and listen to my discography. Pick something up for yourself. you deserve it!
After coming off the release of 'The Donner Party' with Deca, I’m pleased to kick off 2020 with a pair of musically and lyrically rich new tracks. They’re part of my limited edition 7-inch record, that finds me collaborating with some of my favorite artists.
On the A-Side we find “Maintain,” a hard-hitting but hopeful track featuring Vursatyl (of Lifesavas) and deejay Red C. Vurs delivers a strong message to listeners as Red C provides a head nodding scratch outro. The B-Side, “The Light Goes Out,” includes an appearance from rising San Fran artist Trailer Limon who weaves a gripping narrative about a young man on the brink of ending his life. The bluesy backdrop is courtesy of yours truly, and complements the tone of Limon’s stirring imagery.
The two tracks are available now through all digital retailers and streaming platforms, with vinyl pre-orders accessible exclusively through my Bandcamp page. Only 200 copies will be pressed, where each pre-order will be accompanied with an instant-grat download of my forthcoming instrumental album, ‘L’appel de Vide,’ as an added bonus. Order here☛ http://bit.ly/MaintainTheLightVinyl
Hey there!
Facial recognition technology is a system that identifies an individual from a digital image or video frame, solely for the purpose of tracking, retrieving data, and advertising to that said individual. We Americans love our technologies so much that we let these encroachments drift pass us like two ships in the night.
Jake Sanders and I thought it was our duty to inform the public. Below you will find a video we created to educate you on the subject. Enjoy!
- NB
Hey there people of the future!
I wanted to let you know about this special event Red C and I are putting on at the Meadowlark on Saturday, Jan. 19th.
It’s an all vinyl boogie, funk, soul event which will cater to more of the rare side of these records and artists. For those that only want the hits, no worries, we have those as well. Plus, the event is free!
Its going to be a great night filled with beautiful music and good people. I hope you can all make it out.
Hey all,
I'll be playing an open format all vinyl set on Friday, June 1st at Big Trouble.
9pm-12am.
Come and enjoy some good food, great drinks and bangers on wax.
Free!
See you there, or in your nightmares.
This Thursday at Bar Fausto we're getting out our elastic pants and not giving a damn about your hairdo. Come and hang with your mane Neon brown. 9pm-12am. All Vinyl. All Night. Alright.
If you're in the Denver area Thursday, Jan. 11th 2018 swing by Bar Fausto (3126 Larimer St) for some good times. Bar Fausto is a Hip, industrial hangout serving craft cocktails, beer & wine, plus charcuterie & other small plates.
In addition to the small plates, my medium sized mean mug will be there playing music that will warm your little heart palpitations. 9pm-12am.
Stop by and give me a keeiss.
On this sobering morning, I am at a loss for words. Blanketed by the foreseen fate of our ailing nation. Watching the development off in the distance like a storm on the western plains. The beautiful chaos dancing between the ancient formations of the land. Knowing, that from a distance I am safe. Able to stare into the eye of madness and project the strength of a thousand men. Though, once it advances, I know I am dead.
I believe the story, which is featured below and written by my brother Zach in 2007 holds true to our current situation. A metaphoric illustration of America from its creation to present day. I thought I'd share it with you.
Wind swept high over the rim of the North Park depression, sending snow, ice, and debris from seasons past into the thin morning air - seen from below, a crystalline trail of tobacco smoke betraying the den of some great reclining mountain dweller. The horse's breath drifted thick, semi-opaque, white in the first rays of sunlight, mimicking the path of the eastbound airstream. Sounds of the waking forest came omnidirectional: the metallic crunch of twice-frozen snow, lodgepole pines creaking in the breeze, the hollow clatter of two trunks contacting in their rebound. His hands, arthritic and cracked dry, shook slightly in the cold as he reached for the sorrel's reigns. He placed his boot in the stirrup, and heaved himself over into the saddle. The sorrel swayed slightly adjusting to its new weight, taking one step forward and to the side, then settling back onto three legs, the right front shoe raised delicately with the leg bent into a forward facing V, the head tilted down and quietly chomping the bit as some obeisant runner presenting for assignment to faraway lands.
The sun through the pines wove a laticework of stark light and shadow on the cold ground, a vermiculate and ever shifting tapestry - now brighter, now darker - textured as tufted fur by the thick bed of dried, brittle needles from summer upon summer precedent.
He flicked the reigns forward, administering a light prodding kick to the sorrel's flanks with the heels of his dusty boots. They moved forward as one on a downhill slope, the sun at their backs through the trees. Seen from below, the just-breaking orb of sun blocked all detail of them save the diffraction halo bursting from their edge - a holy centaur blinding in illumination.
He kicked again, increasing their speed, the air moving over his face now numbing his lips. The thin line of grey granite stretched across the horizon, approaching, becoming wider with each lope, more defined. The cracks and color variations of the rock came into focus in reckless contrast to the cold blue skyline resting upon it - hard, textured organic earth giving way evanescently, but indisputably, to azure infinity. The trees receded on both sides a short distance from the edge, resembling the curtain frame of an old movie theater, its massive screen blue and featureless - depth without definition, two dimensional or three.
The centaur tested that definition, that cold blue space/plane, the horse's eyes widening with fright, unable to divert - its will not its own, but reposed rather in the pilot above - the man's eyes narrow with purpose. Seen from below, they broke the barrier: appearing first head, then body, then wind-flapping tail. Born from the nothingness of granite to the being of sky. For a brief time, this foetal beast was a bird.