Biography of another bad creation 2014
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The East Coast Family (1-4-All-4-1)
1992 on the heels of Bell Biv Devoe, Michael Bivins brought us Boyz to Men, then Another Bad Creation, and just when you thought he was done 1994 he dropped the single and video
1-4-All-4-1 and introduced us into the East Coast Family. The East coast family consisted of a collection of artists or Biv Protégés who we assumed would be all releasing albums soon, making it seem like Biv had a mini empire going on over on Motown
Outside of 3 or four acts the roster were pretty unknown (and stayed that way)
I loved that song and that era so I figured why not break it down as much as I can.
(Ironically the East Coast Family film was shot in Houston (and recorded in Towson Maryland)
Fruit Punch
The Video started off with Fruit Punch … he comes from the sewer (Through a manhole) and tells us “I don’t get out much” LOL
He’s identified as Biv’s cousin, and is basically our narrator for this epic journey
We neve
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Another Bad Creation
Membres | Romell « RoRo » Chapman Demetrius « Red » Pugh Marliss « Mark » Pugh Chris Sellers David Shelton Adrian « G.A. » Witcher[2] |
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Another Bad Creation, souvent abrégé ABC[3], est un groupe de hip-hop et de new jack swingaméricain, originaire d'Atlanta, Géorgie.
Biographie
[modifier | modifier le code]ABC se compose de Romell « RoRo » Chapman, Chris Sellers, David Shelton et des frères[1] Demetrius et Marliss (« Red » et « Mark », respectivement) Pugh, ainsi que du membre « non-officiel » Adrian « G.A. » (General Austin) Witcher[2]. Découvert par Michael Bivins, le groupe publie son premier album studio Coolin' at the Know Ya Playground! le [4]. Les deux singles les plus populaires dem l'album sont Iesha et Playground et tous deux se sont classés dans les dix premières places du Billboard Hot 100 et Hot R&B/Hip-Hop So
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75 Greatest Boy Band Songs of All Time
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