TEALONG AND TAKEAKI (song of the week 4)
By Mykal • Feb 9th, 2009 • Category: BLOG, FEATURES, MUSICSo this week the haphazard’s wanted to bring something a little heavier than usual. I must say we are suckers for the grimy bass lines, and live, this cat puts on one fantastic show: Boys Noize, out of Berlin, Germany. Not only a banging record label but also an amazing DJ/ producer coming through constantly with hit after hit. With phenomenal remixes of Cut Copy, Fiest, and the Kaiser Chiefs, you can always rely on Boys Noize to create a proper club banger with his remixes and original tracks. This song we don’t think got proper recognition. It is straight and to the point with it’s heavy drums and sick bassline.
Volta: A lunar crater on the moon, also a dramatic shift point in a poem in literary terms, Bjork also titled an album of hers with the very same name. So it’s no surprise a word carrying so much significance can easily be overlooked, I mean, who actually remembers anything these days anyways, what with the digital world at most of our fingertips? Lazy simians! Y’all must have a volta carved into your brains, enough with the mindless drug use kiddies! WAKE DA FUGG UP! This track by Boys Noize is SICK! Minimal and bangin, reminds me of this horrible tranny TY had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting last night in Bushwick out in Brooklyn at this loft party. OH MAN, YIKES! Big up-do head dress, collagen lips that looked as uneven as my scar from a busted-lip-skating-accident…times 888, triple-G boob job, plastic hip implants, and the worst face lift to add to the Jackson Pollock of a mug. Walking into the room he felt like Volta 82 should have been playing, this haunting monstrosity wanders in and trashes the party. Hits the fridge, nothing. Grabs some left overs of scattered bottles, concocting a sludge of alcohol, then proceeds to meander about and bother people. “DON’T be rude! No, no, no.” as s/him playfully slaps the hands of others. Being rude by telling others not to be rude…out of no where! This mess terrorizes folks and my tired couch-riddled ass. “Get up, dance with me,” the beast invites him, he’s locked in observation and bewilderment at that thing they mistook for a face they put on that morning. The haunting horns come in, the high hats build, spaceship noises gather and the beat drops…is that a smile or a frown? TY kindly declines as he’s pretty wasted and tired. “You gonna say NO to me?” TY replies with a smile and a “Yes.” That confused the monster for a bit and he was able to divert my attention to a friend. Disaster diverted. Don’t divert your ears from this track though!

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