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The Bomfunk MCs
Helsinki has suddenly become big in Manchester, Berlin and Sydney. A flick through a top British or European music magazine reveals the reputedly-reserved Finns bopping to the new heartbeat of their homegrown sensations, The Bomfunk MCs. These rave-stylers of rock-beat have been storming the charts from London to Milan, from Sydney to Athens and now are starting to aim for success in the U.S of A with their smash hit single, 'Freestyler' - at 2 million + the biggest selling European single of the year. Since starting out in 1998, MC Rapper B.O.W. (Brother of the World) and vinyl spinner DJ Gismo, have trawled the cultural waters of cool minimalism, mixed with crazy dishes of scary-spiders and wide-eyed wonderwalls to produce - with Finnish dance genius JS 16 - a seemingly perfect blend of old school flava and wild pop tunes. This ain't the quaint laid-back rock guitars and stolen chemical beats you might expect but a smeltdown of showbiz emotions creating a ballistic mixture of shiny, awesome dirt tracks that bitch and scratch a wildwalk on the high-fly of mainstream hip-pop. The Bomfunk MCs debut album 'In Stereo' has sold over 600,000 units in Europe alone since the beginning of the new Millenium. It conspires to catch the frenzy of mad house beat, producing great pop with sincerity and with sufficient doses of a melancholic Nordic soul to make one's heart bleed. As ultra-casual MC B.O.W. muses "One needs to bleed emotionally to make great music. The creative process is about the urge to prove something and in doing so, it often involves suffering before you can be happy". The early years of Master of Ceremonies B.O.W. sees the combination of Finnish mamma and Jamaican pappa Ebanks. Born Raymond on the doorsteps of London, reared in the wild forests and ice-caps of Helsinki, the MC man is a disciple of international dance and underground hip-hop. He grew up under the influence of Grand Master Flash - trimmings and all. A leader of Nordic hip-hop culture from the outset, B.O.W. hosts TV shows, spins the groove and takes time out to capture what's on. The man digs Freestylers and the UK scene. With a new bald pate la Mr. Posh-Spice-Beckham, he exposes his true soul to all things mad. DJ Gismo, aka Ismo Lappalainen, originally made his groove at 15 years in techno and house. His roots vary from funky kitchen-sinks of pop to the crasslands of opera. Brought up on a dish of Italian disco and Euro pop, Gismo lays great faith in "da reggae" and is not too embarrassed to own up to grooving on 70's funk and assorted ice-cream flavours. Blonde dreadlocks match this man's Scandinavian inner folklore. Together, as The Bomfunk MCs they've been slamming their aurora-borealis beat in an adventurous and original way, with thanks also to the influence of producer JS16 (Jaako Salovaara) whose industrial metal hymns spin-cycle the songs in full machine mode. JS16 is the man behind the scenes and is content to be acknowledged there as one of Europe's foremost dance producers. The guy actually has a classical-rock background, of all things and plays a mean cello, having participated in a full orchestra before the lore of the underground and of house swept him in new directions. This has helped The Bomfunks to create cheerful, friendly rackets of pop-tinsel whilst at the same time these MC/DJ's walk on the wildside, employing influences of different tinctures of light and shade. "Bomfunk MCs are exciting and experimental. I think we've produced a new meaning to dance and given it a new leaning that's fresh" says B.O.W. man. Slickness and a penchant for the Finnish Lutheran work-ethic ensures The Bomfunks place absolute emphasis on getting the mixes right for a blend of funky beats and uptown cool, 'cause without the knowledge of what's going down, these Masters of Commotion would remain as cold as the Arctic frosts that permeate the Finnish landscape. The DJ's spin in a web of e-know-how and e-know-why, operating at a global level of assuredness of where its at. No longer content to remain on the periphery of a geographical icicle, these finn-suits are motoring west, baggaged with unconscious yet self-obsessed songs that aspire to change the chemical balance between catchy jewels and rhyming spooks. For The Bomfunks stare you in the face with their hard blend of hypnotic sounds and emotional rescues. It's about mesmerising the mind,none more so than on the video for debut international single "Freestyler", which features a mini-homeboy in dreads and with his MiniDisc player overtaking his mind and becoming a strange icon of modern-living along the way. DJ Gismo commented " We are modernists promoting a free style. Innovation is the word". The Bomfunk MCs set out to touch the nerve-centre of tingling pop. The single, 'Freestyler' has proved irresistible to kids all over the globe, slamming itself into the No.1 position around the disco-houses and charts of every country with dance in their soul - 12 of them to date from New Zealand to Norway, from Australia to Austria. The London charts bombed to the funk as the lads reached No.2 on the singles chart with one of the Top 10 best-sellers of the year and started a flood of "touching-out" as they lit the sexual touch-paper at house-parties and dancehalls across the Britrish nation. Sex symbols they may not yet be, it is the image and da-sound that are ultra-important. Attention is likely to exaggerate these fledgling stars and their vocabulary is metered in stops agin' sycophancy and the pitfalls of celebrity-by-association. The BMCs are geared instead to attract audiences enthused in pop-trash and hip-invention. It's about life, laughs and spills."Who wants to be vulnerable or unassuming" wailed B.O.W. "that's plain dull". "Disturb the mind and the body-weaves take care of themselves" appears to be The Bomfunk MCs' motto : to shaft the hi-fi and create the boom-beat. This is a gleaming, steaming mix of hip-pop to tickle the 21st Century. Killer lines and traumatic chic go hopelessly together in a magical disney-galaxy that makes The Bomfunk MC'S a post-rave generation heist guaranteed to inspire pop-eyed audiences. In doing so, 'In Stereo' pays homage to a down-at-heel industrial funk crossfired by samples and radio friendly themes that betray the DJ philisophy of political correctness. MC B.O.W. and DJ Gismo don't aim at reworking. It's more about the tease and then the punch, riding the wave to sweep a pure melody and a skank, rolled into one and obsessed with roly-poly vibes. Even nursery rhymes and sidewalk samples get the foxy treatment to add to the the groove. Says B.O.W. " We started out doing re-mixes and in doing so the songs evolved into an original Scandinavian pattern of sound - and it's wild". So how come a bunch of chums can cut the rhythm from inside a fridge such as Finland? Being blunt, New Yankers or LA-LA-teens think only of Finland as the home of Santa Claus and maybe the digital Nokia mobile. But what of dilletante, hypnotic mixes and dominating contempory beats? Come on ! But is there yet a revolution that the e-world hasn't mentioned ? B.O.W. MC, renaissance man, shoots the line - " The WORLD is an e-mode culture and we are able to reach out and be accessible to our fan-base. It's more progression than revolution. We've been updating roots from the electro raps of the eighties through techno and disco through to dance, from New Order and Depeche Mode to the great rappers from Stateside. Our songs evolve from constant working rather than jumping out at me from nowhere". Hip-hopping Human League or Manchester techno The Bomfunk MCs are not.Instead, their curious electro-noise is the national anthem for Finland's MC boys. Hardcore, softcore, chill-out twangs and futuristic waves of pop kitsch mingle electronics with an aladdin's cave of dance textures like the BMCs 2nd international single, 'B-boys and Flygirls'. It gives the right to instantly access pop nirvana and party-time. Next up for the big brothers of Europe will be 1st Finnish single, the one that started the phenomenon "Uprockin Beats" with a glittering new JS pop-mix and a pair of matching Videos to feed the visual senses. Away from home-turf The Bomfunk MC's are now their country's new ambassadors, going platinum and stealing a whole host of awards across several continents. VIVA Germany, TMF Holland, M6 France and now the ultimate accolade - on November 16th in Stockholm the Bomfunk MCs sole-represent the Nordic world at the MTV Europe Awards, performing "Freestyler" and holding nominations in two categories including "Best New Act" - ahead of many a more-hyped name. After that these new Vikings aim to flood the shores of the Americas as their ancestors did before them - but this time not with high horned-helmets and proud-prowed longships but with their freestyle beat and breakbeat grooves. Childhood fantasies and rock'n'roll dreams await at the end of the rainbow provided that the BMCs remain focussed on being tuned to the scally groove of riff-drenched manic sounds and dance. "America offers us to be able to reach out and touch our musical roots. It gives us the exciting opportunity to see what's happening. But equally it gives us the chance to see if kids like our playing-style. We want them to understand that maybe their Finnish cousins have re-invented dance." quotes DJ Gismo. So ! America, Watch out ! Bomfunk MCs can seriously damage your vibes ! Their delicious rhythms and naughty beats spread like a disease throughout your system, so be warned. Your immune properties will not stand still until you've been well and truly BOMFUNKED! |
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Freestyler
freestyler...rock the microphone straight from the top of my dome carry on with the freestyler i gotz to hmmm, to throw on and go on, you know i gotz to flow on selectors on ya radio play us cos' we're friendly for ozone but that's not all so hold on tight, as i rock the mic right oh.. excuse me, pardon as i syncronize with the analyzed upcomin' vibes the session, let there be a lession, question you carry protection or will your heart go on like celine dion - karma chamelion yeaah, straight from the top of my dome as i rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone (scratch) hit me! styles, steelos, we bring many kilos so you could pick yours, from the various ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious or vicious, just tell us we deliver anything from accappellas to best sellers, suckers get jealous but their soft like marshmellows you know they can't handle us like debbie does dallas yeah, we come scandalous so who tha fuck is alice, is she from buckinham palace? yeaah, straight from the top of my dome as i rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone (scratch) hit me! Other Emcees this _____ of security reaching out for the bomfunk mc's, dj gismo and b.o.w they've been spotted at f.k. i repeat: surround the area code 10-5, code 10-5 surround the area now! other emcees can't swing with us 'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop we shake you off like electric shock 'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop and we gotta funky song so come on, baby, sing along keepin' it thrilled, never coming out cheap locked the door down just like kool keith, got mad bull, got the highest feet, but the media bowl, it's just we can swing rock with they honeys and roll with the creeps, only sucker punks get treated like leech down with the bomfunk you have to quarantee that we rock the crowd so viciously other emcees can't swing with us 'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop we shake you off like electric shock 'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop and we gotta funky song so come on, baby, sing along Giz is the Wiz behind the dopest beats chuckin' while I'm rockin' to all you party peeps up flying all time but breaks are all we need so once again have you been boomin' in your Jeeps balling, calling for all ya funky freaks like it or not, this is how we proceed roll the Rizla got some leftover leaves light it up, huff and puff and just ease take a ride and watch the honeys ________ therapy got what it takes, see i got the necessary ingredients to rock the house, very Unique with the style, skills and techniques not just momentarily but week after week down with the bomfunk you have to guarantee that we rock the crowd, so viciously other emcees can't swing with us 'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop we shake you off like electric shock 'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop and we gotta funky song so come on, baby, sing along rock the crowd rock the crowd rock the crowd so viciously i'm the sure shot, master of the ceremony yeah we rock the crowd sky's the limit sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (?) radical ones, jump over the eye to tell me about my roots and talking you behind they'll wanna call new testers each and every time but you stand on the edge it's my favourite waste of time create something new hypocrites must get back cause what we come together it's atomic attack so let it be known for each and everyone sky's the limit, and we've only just begun sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (?) from all of the chances in a world you gave me this one which is the most yearn i appreciate the trust but when'd you concern that when we get together we might get burned i know we storm the stage, and you rock the spot but some might say this is not rock so what you've got in store for the radical ones? explain yourself - mr.bomfunk sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (?) to create something new hypocrites must get back 'cause what we come together is atomic attack so let it be known for each and everyone sky's the limit, and we've only just begun sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (?) stir up the bass stir up the bass with the accelerator stir up the bass when the way you're comin' later stir up the bass, the bomfunk creator stir up the bass when the way you're comin' later boom-boom with the accelerator boom-boom when the way you're comin' later boom-boom the bomfunk creator boom-boom when the way you're comin' later 1, 2, 3, 4 mr. bu-bu back, back in the place so hook up with the groove the fat, fat bass Rougher than rough on the richter scale _______ in hell high way, our way hip-hop hurrey say what for what, what the (ah) you say old school, so you know i don't play knock 'em out the box just like sugar ray you don't like it? so what, i don't care i wanna battle but it's not a fair play i've got million styles, baby, baby schizophrenic? no! definately! maybe! you got static, the company tells me automatic is the key behind the game, see but even if they'd know i'd still be the sure shot, master of the ceremony 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? let me know if you want some more! bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? let me know if you want some more! bomfunk mc's gonna rhyme galore flow, flow, flowin' once again mr. funky rhyme throwing down so good. it's bad! like a like a like a __________ so now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter you trapped to the track, you want more? oh, shit! i got you knockin' on my door beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, Scottie or i might get naughty and funk that body ah! ah! ah! holy hottie groupies, they're down with everybody! 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? let me know if you want some more! bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? let me know if you want some more! bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore i'm like mad scientist on new territory so never explore there, you just hear stories homies surround the rough lyrical-terrorist the b to the o, the w is in any old bad-ass mc contest this is only scratch, so you know we come fresh 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 Rocking, Just To Make Ya Move rocking, just to make ya move rocking just to make ya move that's how it goes, symbiose for those who are down nuff respect to the Pioneers who brought us the sound we still keep rocking on and on to the break of day stay feeling good like you know you should let me hear you say we came to rock the party so come on everybody pull up to the bumper baby groove with the bumps that make you crazy this is how we do the do rocking just to make ya move so pull up to the bumper baby groove with the bumps that make you crazy fanatic, we'll______it, cos' to have it, that B-Boy style tremendous, eventious, you'll see us on a mission worldwide rocking, just to make ya move crowd of people gymmin' and jam ready to get real loose sound selector behind the set hit tha turbo boost we want the action, satisfaction reached to the max with funky breaks, boogie down grooves dudes with kangol hats rocking, just to make ya move rock, rocking tha spot right about now, in this place to be most definitely the bomfunk mc's dropping the bomb! Whole lotta soul as he cuts it up rock, rock and roll as he cuts it up cutmaster king with hardcore cuts makin' it rough, rock, rocking tha spot cool evidently as he cuts it up break, breakin' funk as he cuts it up wounded heart with the b-boys drop dropping the bomb rock, rocking tha spot watch behind move as he cuts it up delivering the groove as he cuts it up transforming the shit to the beat that rocks bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop! you know you're itchy when he cuts it up place get wet as he cuts it up pure madness on wheels, throw 'em up, throw 'em up go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of! hear me out now 'cause mic I will rock you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot This a DJ, about to mash it up Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot This a DJ, about to mash it up fuck me! rocking tha spot! what? fuck me! take me to the top! what? fuck me! throw map! what? what? doing the do 'cause the mic i'll rock. what? hear me out now 'cause the mic I will rock you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot This a DJ, about to mash it up blowin' the roof off 'cause the mic I'll rock got a rocket in my pocket 'cause the mic I'll rock in the way to stars for the future shock b.o.w. rock, rocking tha spot watch behind move as he cuts it up delivering the groove as he cuts it up transforming the shit to the beat that rocks bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop! you know you're itchy when he cuts it up place go wet as she cuts it up pure madness on wheels, throw'em up, throw'em up! go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of! fashion styley well what you know about people in origin seasonally place? bomfunk machin' up and mr. big comin' up live and direct leave mercy, aiey! thank you with a rhythm with a fashion styley ragga-ragga tips, i'm a dot in a little line i come when a wigga-wigga leaves bomfunk mc comin' in the house what cha make you with the rhythm with the fashion styley come dada, da super bubu mix come again come dada, da me kiss up the junk come again come dada, da ___________ music come again, come again, come again come dada, da super bubu mix come again come dada, da me kiss up junk come again come dada, the bomfunk mc's come again come dada, _____, what am I?, what am I? thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley i'm a do a little song with mr. bu bu girlies lose their minds to go oo oo we won't be too shy like catch a coo coo we're going to stand like Desmond Tutu i came in too tight in a voodoo when we rock the mic, you wish you could too we blow the roof off to Timbuktu some bitches call as dogs, we go boo in stereo when i listen to my stereo, all i hear is a funky flow it really makes me loose control bomfunk mc's in stereo, in stereo, in stereo but how right? cannot hide it, can't deny it it's so obvious you hope to hide it like a pilot you get a mic boombox blasting like a siren raw, you're a mighty lion raw, when pumping the iron raw, one million strong raw, turn it up, come on! but how right? star supremo, with the ill flow got you yearning, turning reckless you don't understand but you still wanna check this one to two, to two to one techniques bustin' the funk freakin' the funk eatin' the funk makin' it funk loving the funk fallin' to funk yeeah, so what's up punk? But how right? spoken word da poetry, by now you should know it's me, the brother of word giving thanks and praises to so many names and faces in different places from '84 to '99, it's been a very long time since the movement called hip hop arrived to this cold country of mine seen the old, the new, and now the true skool and for once i can say, something has changed or is it just me? in the place to be hardcore! am i about to take it in my face? question... where were you at the time of tha fat shoelaces when the hell was really raised huh, i know every face.. writers, breakers, dj's, emcees, flygirls representing, respecting unwritten laws rules, star wars.. by even though, there's one thing i know, and it's been said before eliminate the distance, It's not where you're from, it's where you're at ..mentally.. da poetry. nuff love, peace and respect. come correct you gotta pay your dues, if you got something to prove it is a competition, 'coz the business side can't see the mission a.k.a the b-boy vision(/wisdom) 2000 and still counting... (after the phone rings:) Yo, it's S U C K S and I gotta run but come for the bomfunk crew so you'd better listen if you don't wanna be missing the perfect combination on the mission to rock the dancefloor to hit you right where it hurts I'll leave you begging for more like roger, but this is not a story of a rabbit gismo and b.o.w just got a habit of speeding up your heartbeat holding you no doubt yo bomfunk mc's do it to the crowd what up looking good catch me cooking food Uprocking Beats Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin' windmill combinding, 1999('in) And on top of it all, the boldest freeze now come on partypeople let me hear you scream! Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin' windmill combinding, 1999('in) And that caused tha rock's a with the superbadd x-trialado, say what? A with the humanbeatbox. Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin' windmill combinding, 1999('in) B-Boys & Flygirls B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. Old skool sounds, come down blastin' all the homies in the house, you know they be maxin' Coolin' out with style-like back in the days Representin' the skills, puttin' suckers in their place Funky fresh-with the most finest DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. Two turntables and a microphone That's all we need to rock on the show Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal('in) Get your funky ass up-this is tha last calling Funky fresh-with the most finest DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. |
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