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Artist : Griz
Album : My Evolution
Label : Ragin’ Grace Music
Genre : Crossover
Source : CD
Street Date : 2004-00-00
Quality : 974 kbps / 44.1kHz / 2 channels
Encoder : FLAC 1.2.1
Size : 323.01 MB
Time : 42:41 min
Url : http://www.ragingrace.com

1. Intro 1:01
2. Hardcore 3:40
3. Save Me 3:49
4. Bang, Bang, Bang 3:31
5. Born To Be Wild 3:10
6. American Freedom 3:49
7. Backbone 3:34
8. A Childs Voice 0:29
9. Anger & Stress 3:35
10. I Am The One 4:01
11. Nobody Gives A Fuck 3:40
12. I Need Some Time 5:02
13. Spiritual Awakening 3:20

“I’m just like a lot of people, a fucked-up kid
from a broken home trying to make my way in the
world,” says Griz, a strong, imposing, 250-pound,
street smart young man with a bald head, a body
etched with tattoos and a don’t-fuck-with-me look
in his eyes. A child of the streets of New York
after running away from home at 15, an Italian kid
who became a ghetto hero, Griz is as hardcore as
hardcore gets–in music and in life.

But as real and heart-wrenching as his story is,
you’ve heard similar ones before. What you haven’t
previously heard from a real deal hardcore rock
singer-songwriter is this: “What I’m doing now is
more than music, it’s a movement to give every kid
who cries at home because he feels the world
doesn’t give a fuck about him hope that there is
another way to escape the pain. It’s about
love–love cures all pain, heals all wounds.”

On his debut solo album, My Evolution (Ragin’
Grace), released Spring 2004, Griz turns anger into
redemption, hate into understanding, and
desperation into salvation. While in the Orlando,
FL studio of producer Joe Smith, whose name has
been on albums that have sold 100,000,000 copies,
Griz completely scrapped the unrepentant album he
first was going to record. “I’ve walked earth,
seen heaven and touched hell,” he says. “Life is a
constant battle between good and evil. I’ve done a
lot of fuckin’ wrong things in my life. I can
honestly now say I wish I had done a few things
differently in my past but I was in the mind frame
that I had to do what I had to do to survive. I
have built up a lot of fucked-up feelings
throughout my life and once I was able to release
all those feelings–I mean, I cry on this
album–once I forgave people for what’s happened in
the past, something I’d never done before, I
realized that there’s more to life than what I was
doing. There is more to life than yesterday.there
is tomorrow.”

For Griz, whose knuckles bear teeth marks from
street fights, what he was doing involved
drug-dealing and gunplay and much more to which he
won’t admit. My Evolution, which signals a musical
evolution in hardcore rock some have called
Eminem-meets-System Of A Down, marks the
culmination of his own extraordinary journey.
“Everything that has happened to me yesterday made
me who I am today,” he says. “I have finally come
to realize that my deepest struggles are actually
now my greatest riches.”

Griz was four years old and living in Harrison, NY
when his parents divorced. He then went with his
mother and younger sister to live in nearby
Portchester. His mother was a secretary during the
day and a waitress in the evening. “She was young
and alone, bipolar and manic depressive. Now I can
understand my mom, and I love her very much, but at
the time I was a child living in a fucked-up place
and the only one I had to blame was her. Growing
up we didn’t have shit. We lived in the basement
of my grandmother’s house with no car, no phone, no
cable television, no nothing. In elementary
school, Horton School, I was the only white kid in
all my classes. Horton was located down the street
from the projects that we lived across from. The
fuckin’ school was so bad it was condemned. I used
to get jumped all the time just because I was
white. That’s where I learned to fight.”

There was a point in his life that he remembers
eating canned fruit for meals: “I remember one
time we were walking out of the buildings in Mount
Vernon where we were living and my mother found
some change on the floor and she bought bread for
us to eat. She cried and prayed to God to thank
Him that night; I’ll never forget that.” Meanwhile
his father remarried and relocated to well-to-do
Greenwich, CT. When the 14-year-old tried to join
him, his new wife didn’t want any part of Griz.
His father tried but his wife insisted that if he
allowed Griz to move in then she would move back to
Italy and take his newborn daughter with her. His
father was forced to make a decision and once again
Griz got the shit end of the stick.

“I was the hard, tough kid who was always in
trouble. I wanted to be part of my father’s life
so bad I did everything I could to be with him. I
was captain of the football and baseball teams just
to prove myself to my dad. I figured if I was the
best then he would be proud of me–but he never
came to see me play. I was embarrassed to be so
poor. I was being raised by my mother, and
although she tried, we just couldn’t get ahead.
I’d get up at 5:30 in the morning, in fuckin’
middle school, and walk five miles to my father’s
house and hide in the backyard and when the school
bus would pull up I’d get on–so the kids would
think I lived there. I never had any white friends
until middle school and even then either they
didn’t like me or their parents didn’t approve of
me because I was from a bad area and I hung out
with the black kids. I’ve walked on the grass on
both sides of the fence–the country club and the
projects; the rich never knew about the poor and
the poor never knew about the rich. Let me tell
you from experience, the grass sucks on both
sides.”

When he was 15, he finally ran away from home. But
going to an uncle’s house, the door was slammed in
his face. So he lived on the streets, going from
place to place, ending up in the hood. Always able
to put words together, he started rapping, finding
an outlet to his frustration by putting his
feelings into his music. That same year Griz wrote
his first song, the aptly-titled “Problem Child”
which was produced by a childhood friend of his who
went by the name of Shadow S, and put it out on the
streets. They formed a group called Black Thornz
that went on to become a local success. Suddenly
the white kid, who never really fit in, became
known all through the hood as an unbelievable
rapper. He’d go to shows at the Apollo in Harlem
with his black friends and no one would bother him.
“People have a misconception of the hood. I have
been hanging around the streets my whole life and
nobody ever bothered me. The problem with people
is that they fear what they don’t understand so
they stereotype shit. Me, I didn’t give a fuck
about the world or no one in it. I was going to do
whatever the fuck I wanted and nobody was going to
stop me. If I wanted to go to Harlem, or any other
hood for that matter, I was going and if that meant
getting into a fight or whatever, then so be it.
With me, everything is do-or-die. There’s no
middle–it’s all or nothing.”

Playing four or five shows a week, from the Bronx
and Brooklyn to Westchester and Connecticut, Griz,
nicknamed for his Grizzly Bear demeanor, became a
big name on the streets. He also started making
money in less than legal ways. “I was all alone.
I learned how to survive on my own. I had my own
place, my own cars. I was gonna make something out
of myself. The world might have fucked me but I
was going to fuck it back; one way or another I was
determined to win.”

One day he went to where his mother was living and
asked if he could stay there for a while. She said
yes and he seemed to be happy for a few weeks but
that would soon end. One day he walked in and
found her boyfriend at that time shooting heroin.
Griz never became involved in drugs after seeing an
uncle die in front of him from a suicidal overdose.
So he confronted the boyfriend and they argued but
when his mom came home the boyfriend denied the
incident and his mother believed the boyfriend. A
few nights later while sleeping, Griz woke up to
find the boyfriend standing over him with a
baseball bat about to smash in his skull. “We
fought, and it was a bloodbath. The fight started
in the house but soon found its way out on the
street and there was blood all over. I beat this
motherfucker like I never beat no man before him.
My mom comes home and sees us fighting and jumps on
me to leave him alone! My mother’s neighbors
called my father to tell him what was happening but
he just told them not to ever call his house again,
especially while his family was sleeping. Needless
to say he never showed up. When the cops came they
asked if we wanted to press charges and we both
said no but they insisted that we couldn’t both
stay in the house so one of us had to leave. My
mother thought it would be best if I left, so I
did. I never went home again.”

After four years in the Black Thornz, Griz went
solo for a year or so and then went on to form a
new group called Confidential, a crew of Italian
and Puerto Rican rappers. The buzz was so strong
that the group landed a spot on TV’s “The Queen
Latifah Show” in 1999. The next year, one of their
tracks, co-written by Griz, was heard on the
Virgin-released soundtrack Romeo Must Die. He then
joined The Unit, whose 2002 album 100% Hater Proof,
released on EMI, was executive produced by Latifah.
Griz co-penned a track from that album which also
appeared on the soundtrack to the 2003
Latifah-Steve Martin box office smash Bringing Down
The House.

Griz is still idolized wherever he goes in and out
of the hood. “I’m not looked at as black or white.
I’m accepted because I’m real. I don’t wear a
baseball cap backwards; I don’t try to be someone
I’m not. A lot of white kids go to the hood and
try to adapt, get gold teeth and wear oversized
clothes. I’m just me all the time, what you see is
what you get. And I have to say that when I had
nothing and no one, the projects was the only place
I was accepted. I have nothing but love for the
people there. Don’t get shit twisted–I love being
Italian, I love who I am. I don’t forget where I’m
from. I respect those who respect me, period! I
demand my respect but in the same light I show
respect. I am loved wherever I go…I can go into
the hood and roll dice and I can go to the social
club and play cards.”

But musically something was missing for Griz. He
wasn’t able to express himself in rap the way he
wanted. “Music is an emotion, it speaks from the
heart. I grew up where beat machines were all you
had. I’d lay down verses to the sounds of a
keyboard underneath me. That’s all I knew.”
That’s all he knew until he met Grace and Marc, of
his record label, Ragin’ Grace. They saw a lot
more in him than just rap–they saw a movement.
They posed the question to him: Why don’t you do a
rock album? They saw in him what he wanted all
along; he just didn’t know it yet. “I rebelled
against doing rock ‘n’ roll,” says Griz. “I had
been on the radio, on TV, on albums and mixtapes.
I was known. Why would I drop all that and start
over?” But in the same breath when asked how he
felt about rock music, he replied, “Rock was always
part of me. I love the feeling of live
instruments, that reality, that adrenalin.” He
agreed to go out to Orlando, Florida and meet Joe
Smith. They axed the original concept and began
from scratch on a hard rock album of pure emotion.
Griz laid down the melodies for the songs and
Smith, with a band at his command, molded the music
to capture that emotion.

In the process, Griz discovered that it was time to
forgive. He was ready to let go of the hate and
pain he had been carrying for so long so he poured
his heart out on the record. “The music really
became my stairway to heaven. My outlook on life,
my mind, body and spirit, all changed. I called my
mother and told her I forgave her for any mistakes
she had made and that I appreciate her. I realized
all she needed was love. My dad and I have become
closer too. I was a street kid–I didn’t give a
fuck about no one and as far as I was concerned
nobody gave a fuck about me. But I have come to
realize that the only way to have a happy tomorrow
is to live for today and forgive yesterday’s
mistakes. That’s exactly what I was able to do
through this album.”

On My Evolution, his voice is deep and strong, his
delivery powerful and full of energy. On
“Hardcore,” he roars, “What are we?” and the
screams reply, “We are.hardcore!” You feel his
words pounding into your head and before you know
it they sink deep into your heart.

On “Nobody Gives A Fuck,” he forces you to see how
we hear the ones we love but don’t listen to what
they are saying. You feel his pain, respect his
strength, witness his growth, and acknowledge his
power. You are drawn to him by his confidence.
You can measure the depth of his soul as he tells
his mother, father, and God that he understands the
reasons for his struggles and forgives them for his
pain on “I Need Some Time.” By the last note of My
Evolution, you no longer fear him, you begin to
understand him.

Today, when Griz takes the stage he owns every ear,
every heart and every mind, and vows to touch every
soul. “I should’ve been dead a few times,” Griz
says. “I’m still here for a reason–I want to make
a difference in people’s lives. Maybe through my
music they will be able to find themselves the way
I was able to finally find myself.”

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