El Sol – a Spanish phrase meaning "the sun" – may refer to:
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El Sol is the common name for the "Latin American Advertising Festival", which is held annually in Bilbao in Spain.
The festival, which takes place by the end of May, is organised by the Spanish Association of Advertising Agencies (AEAP) and is aimed at promoting advertising creativity.
Each year works form Latin American countries along with Portugal and the Latin community in USA, compete in the contest to get the golden sun awards (Sol de Oro in Spanish).
EL SOL News ("The Sun") is a weekly Spanish-language newspaper based in Stamford, Connecticut. Founded in 1982, it is the oldest newspaper in that language in that U.S. state, and the dominant Spanish-language newspaper in Connecticut, serving a growing Hispanic population. It serves both lower Fairfield County, Connecticut, and Westchester County, New York.
Founder Arnulfo Arteaga has said the newspaper aims to inform the Hispanic community about such issues as health, education, and immigration. The publication has two reporters, and most of the 52 pages in a normal edition are filled with wire stories. Several pages of each issue are devoted to news from Connecticut, New York and Latin America. The publication is written in Latin American Spanish and comes out on Fridays. The newspaper is supported by advertising revenue, and copies are free.
The family-run newspaper has a circulation of about 16,000 as of July 2008, when the newspaper's management said they wanted to increase circulation to 20,000 by the end of the year. As of 2005, the Hispanic population of stamfrod was 254,500, according to the American Community Survey; the city's total population in 2007 was 118,475.
Souleye is a village and rural commune in the Cercle of Macina in the Ségou Region of southern-central Mali. The commune covers an area of approximately 388 square kilometers and includes 10 villages. In the 2009 census the commune had a population of 9,885.
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Mario Treadway, better known by his stage name, Souleye, is an American rapper and hip hop artist. Based in Los Angeles, he has independently released 7 albums and will release his eighth, Shapeshifting, in October 2015. Among others, he has performed and recorded with Bassnectar, BLVD and his wife, Alanis Morissette.
Treadway was born and raised in Sturbridge, Massachusetts. Influenced by artists including Buckshot, Biggie Smalls, 2Pac, Living Legends and the Hieroglyphics, he began rapping, writing and freestyling when he was 14. He graduated from Tantasqua Regional High School in 1999 and attended Western New England College on a basketball scholarship.
Treadway left college after a year. "I wasn't learning what I wanted, and I really just wanted to grasp my passions," he said in a 2005 interview. He spent the next several years on the road. In 2001 he began writing, performing and traveling with a loosely knit collective of conscious hip hop artists called the Transcendental Alliance; in 2003, he released an album titled Soul Sessions with underground hip hop artist Campaign.
There's every good reason for letting you go
She's sneaky and smoked out
And it's starting to show
I never let you go [x3]
I never let you turn around, our back on each other
That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
You say that I’ve changed
Well maybe I did
But even if I changed
What's wrong with it
I never let you go [x3]
I never let you turn around, our back on each other
That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
And all our friends are gone and gone
And all the time moves on and on
And all I know is it's wrong, it's wrong
And all I know is it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong
If there's a reason, it's lost on me
Maybe we’ll be friends, I guess we'll see
I never let you go [x3]
I never let you turn around, our back on each other
It's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
Good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
What a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
What a good idea...
I remember the stupid things, the mood rings, the bracelets and the beads
Nickels and dimes, yours and mine, did you cash in all your dreams
You don't dream for me, no
You don't dream for me, no
But I still feel you pulse like sonar from the days in the waves
That girl is like a sunburn
I would like to save
The girl is like a sunburn
I would like to save
She's like a sunburn