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Turbo
Recordings... If
you don't understand Chromeo it's obvious you are a racist. Only
racists and deaf people are immune to the Montreal duo’s
funky funk. But because everyone at Turbo can both hear...
AND believes in racial harmony and equality for all; we dig
chromeo....and are proud, nay humbled, to "drop" their
first single off the desperately anticipated second album: Fancy
Footwork.
What makes this 'footwork' so fancy you ask? Racist scum...step
the fuck off and open your heart to the finest distillation
of Minneapolis groove since Mazarati. The Chromeo boys are
back in the O- Sept to heal the fractured soul of dance music.
Teenage lovers, 20 something blogpoders, 30 something burn-out
ex-raver "graphic
designers" and
40 something afro-americans can all finally party under one
roof... and that roof has a name, AND that roof is on fire, and
the only ones who can put out that funk-fire also happen to be
the guys the roof is named after: CHROMEO
That's right, these funk-firemen were the "first ones in" when
the twin towers of the World Funk Center were under attack;
armed with nothing more than their groove-hoses, P's highly
flammable neru- blazer and Dave's easygoing demeanor......they
were on the front- lines of blackness when the rest of the world
was buying "Jagged Little Pill".
While you were doing your first E they were at a Hall N Oates show.
While
you were dancing to Fischerspooner in a limo, they were listening
to Al Jarreau in a Porsche 924 with fake Gemballa spoilers. and
while you were wearing t-shirts that say "I'm a BITCH"...they
were getting their fuck-on. My point is......they live this shit:
modern dance funk with a Zeppelin edge and a bad attitude...and
a badder wardrobe...and the baddest slow-jams.
Here's the story so far. Two men from two worlds meet one day in
montreal.......and despite all the odds, they bridge the religious
divide, all in the name of making bad-ass sex music. Local talent
scout Tiga (me) hears the rumors and signs them to Turbo Recordings.
They release 2004's "She's In Control" to mass critical
acclaim, decent sales and a maniacal cult following. The
years pass. The legend grows. They do mix-cds for Eskimo,
remixes for Ed Banger, yada yada yada, they play at Kelly
LeBrock's birthday party, do the original score for the feature
film "Don't Even Go There!"....and then in 2007
BOOM......"hi, Tiga...yeah it's ready....oh yeah
it's GOOD, maybe TOO good....let's mix it with Zdar and then
release it ....Yeah" And that's how it went down.
The first single off the album is Fancy Footwork (or FAFO for short)
a thrilling, catchy, perc-driven , feel-good, summertime, mini-club
jam.
AND.... because the braintrust at Turbo are basically into giving away
incredible music almost for free.....we came up with a new concept:
we commissioned "remixes" of the track; we
asked other recording artists to reinterpret, or "remix" FOFA
using the original soundfiles, but adding their own unique
and personal recording styles. The results were shocking!!!!!
11 year old French wunderkind Surkin delivers probably
the best mix he has done since he turned 9. Then it's off
to Barfod....who wanted to do this mix so badly he agreed
to our unusual request of forcing all our remix artists to respect
our "only one "R" allowed in your last
name policy". That didn't stop him from spinning a web
of DANE-gerous disco destruction....it's DOPE-N'-hagen! Finally
what story of racial tension would be complete without a
german....thats' right, Turbo brings out the Dance Panzer
(note: Turbo is in NO WAY making any connections between
our artist dim and the Third Reich....we really don't think
the Third Reich has ANY place in 12inch promo-mailer sheets)
to unleash a FunkKrieg on the western, eastern and southern funk-fronts.
the mysterious dim delivers a V2-groove missile that takes
aim at all bigotry and inequality....and at the same time makes
people go nuts.
So that's it: Chromeo the band reborn.....the sex, the beats, the
dream, the suits, the gloves, the laughs , the tears, the past
and the future. All rolled up into one big "blunt"....smoked
up thru P-s talkbox and exhaled into your brain.
ENOUGH!!!! just go buy this ....or are you a Nazi?
love from montreal
tiga |
