En los soleados vecindarios de Long Beach, California, nació una banda única que dejaría una marca indeleble en la música. Sublime se formó en 1988, fusionando el punk rock y el reggae para crear un sonido distintivo y rompedor. La banda estaba compuesta por Bradley Nowell en la guitarra y voz, Eric Wilson en el bajo y Bud Gaugh en la batería.
Desde sus humildes inicios tocando en fiestas y bares locales, Sublime rápidamente comenzó a ganar seguidores gracias a su energía inigualable y letras provocadoras.
La música de Sublime es una mezcla ecléctica de diversos géneros, incluyendo ska, reggae, punk y hip-hop. Sus letras a menudo abordan temas como el amor, las drogas, el racismo y la vida callejera en una ciudad costera de California.
Sublime se distinguía por la habilidad única de Bradley Nowell para mezclar géneros aparentemente dispares en canciones que eran tanto melódicas como llenas de actitud. Esto les permitió conectar con una amplia gama de oyentes y crear una base de fans diversa y dedicada.
El primer álbum de estudio de la banda, "40oz. to Freedom" (1992), fue lanzado bajo el sello independiente Skunk Records. Este trabajo inicialmente pasó desapercibido pero ganó tracción con singles como "Smoke Two Joints" y "Badfish".
En 1994, Sublime lanzó su segundo álbum, "Robbin' the Hood". Aunque este disco no tuvo un impacto comercial significativo en su momento, sigue siendo una joya cult,
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April 26, 1992 (miami) Song Lyrics
April 26, 1992 (miami) by Sublime I don't know if you can, but can you get an Owner for Ons, that's O-N-S,
Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Aneheim, all the windows are
busted out, and it's like a free-for-all in here and uh the owner should
at least come down here and see if he can secure his business-
if he wants to]
April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin' time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire.
Next stop we hit it was the music shop
It only took one brick to make that window drop
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today? ey!
[Call fire at ??? mobile station at Alamedas and Anahiem,
its, ah, flaming up good]
[10-4 Alamedas and Anahiem]
Homicide, never doin' no time!
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin some pampers
They said it was for the black man,
they said it was for the mexican
And not for the white man
But if you look at the streets
It wasn't about Rodney King
It's bout this f**ked up situation and these f**ked up police
It's about coming up
And staying on top
And screamin' 187 on a mother f**kin' cop
It's not written on the paper it's on the wall
National guard??!
Smoke from all around!
[Units- Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8
Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's
house...they're trying to kill him]
As long as I'm alive, I'm a live illegal.
Let it burn
Wanna let it burn
Wanna let it burn
Wanna wanna let it burn
Riots on the streets of Miami
W'oh, Riots on the streets of Chicago
On the streets of Long Beach
And San Francisco (Boise Idaho)
Riots on the streets of Kansas City (Salt Lake, Hunnington Beach, CA)
Tuscalusa, Alabama ( Compton Michigan)
Cleveland, Ohio (Pensacola)
Fountain Valley (Texas, Barstow - Let's do this every year),
Paramount, Victorville (Twice a Year), Eugene OR
Eureka, CA (Let it burn, let it burn)
Hesperia (Oh, ya let it burn, wont'cha wont'cha let it burn)
Santa Barbara, Nevada, Phoenix Arizona, San Diego, Lake Worth Florida
f**kin 29 Palms.