Jungle (sometimes oldschool jungle), is a genre of electronic music that developed in England in the early 1990s as part of rave music scenes. The style is characterized by fast tempos (150 to 170 bpm), relatively slow and lyrical reggae-derived basslines, breakbeats, and other heavily syncopated percussive loops, samples and synthesized effects make up the easily recognizable form of jungle. Long pitch-shifted snare rolls are common in oldschool jungle. The terms "jungle" and "drum and bass" are often used interchangeably, although whether the two genres are actually distinct is an ongoing topic of debate. For those individuals who consider the two genres as separate entities, drum and bass is usually considered to have departed from jungle in the mid to late 1990s.
Producers create the drum patterns, which are sometimes completely off-beat, by cutting apart breakbeats (most notably the Amen break). Jungle producers incorporated classic Jamaican/Caribbean sound-system culture production-methods. The slow, deep basslines and simple melodies (reminiscent of those found in dub, reggae and dancehall) accentuated the overall production, giving jungle its "rolling" quality.
In slang, "old school" or "old skool" can refer to anything that is from an earlier era or anything that may be considered "old-fashioned". The term is commonly used to suggest a high regard for something that has been shown to have lasting value or quality.
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Old school (tattoo) refers to a Western or traditional American tattoo style featuring bold black outlines and a limited color palette.
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"Old School" is a song by Canadian pop rock group Hedley. It was released in August 2008 as the fourth single from their second album, Famous Last Words/Never Too Late. It reached number 43 on the Canadian Hot 100 before it was officially released in August 2008, and peaked at number 10.
How come the sun still warms my feet?
Wicked fear inside I can't erase
Brothers and sisters keep get'n shot down
And me left standing in this flirty town
Why am I running crazed and free?
No answers come,
Why me?
Spent too much time on daddy's knee
Left me too tender to love n trust
Raging haunted feelin's guaranteed
I'm branded with a reckless wanderlust
My soul litters in enchanted ways
No answers come, Why me?
Why me?
Is there hope in my catastrophe?
Why me?
Why me?
Could be love in my catastrophe
Why me?
Cast out cry respect, as I walk
Humble up and breath, walk the talk
When one door shuts another opens wide
Hell in the hallway kills or heals your eye
My soul litters vanish in the green
My faith in woman, likes me
An nothings promised, crazy as that seems
I feel like runnin,
Why me?
That train is come'n
Why me?