You’ll be making out with a witch in a coffee truck…
Sunday, September 30th, 2007A name like Tronik Youth means responsibility. London-based DJ Neil Parnell tries to live up to it. The thing is that he’s kinda too hip to make it. He made remixes for The Gossip, Chromeo, The Rakes and Goose among others.
He’s been remixed by Punks Jump Up (see post below), Franz and Shape, etc. This is way too hip. Nevertheless his discofied sonical landscapes are quite interesting. Monotonous and experimental but danceable and it feels like noise in electro. The great impossibility of sound in space is dissolved here. Imagine a giant dancefloor with stars for disco balls which is - in spite - a temple for the ultimate goddess ‘Claustrophobia’. This is the place where the music of Tronik Youth belongs to and this is the mood which makes it worthy for the name.


Just so y’allz aware. Somehow if you already haven’t been beaten over the head with bulletins or flyer comments, KUNK 0.5 is tonight. So come ’round. And, just confirmed, KUNK 1.0 will be taking place one month from now, October 22 at our new venue — Vespa Club on Andrassy ut 47, near Oktogon. Stay tuned for details young kunkers.
It’s like 16 songs in 24 minutes. WTF? Not really MTV Rockchart material. Nevermind, the three guys are dragging you through the whole 16 songs with moments where you still can find traces of pop and danceable stuff. Sometimes they’re not even screaming. Sometimes it’s not even a completly chaotic mess of noise. The point is that it has so much KRAFT that they will blow up planets with laserguns from the ’80s. Or fuck, they deserve a Deathstar. Okay, I’m not saying it doesn’t take an open mind to listen to songs like these but if you have only a small amount of sensitivity for strange pop songs which hit like hammer then you’ll notice that something’s going on here. You can entertain yourself with thoughts of nebulas blowing up leaving thousand sparks big as planets to haunt galaxies like ghosts for millions of years and at the end when different suns just die to turn into glittering ash and meteorites then at last everything will be at peace. It’s just 24 minutes.
FUCK that! Oh shit. Massive fucking thunderstorm. Hurricane surges. Let go of the floating branch this tsunami is on fire and you are burning and drowning at the same time. You can hear the utopia in the distance but it’s fading faster with every passing second. Let go. You are broken, but at least you’re alive.






