Calci Yum doesn’t work well in the mornings. Best to leave him snooze through the day and plan your jam for later in the evening. A valuable asset to the collective when you hear him hum.
A whole horn section on his own …. But bring a towel when foo is around - to wipe up the puke that spews from his mouth. Worth the hassle though when you hear him - liquid gold to your ears.
Need a funky beat then Boner Jams is your dude. Need a spaceship taking off sound, or a car hitting a pineapple noise then he’s the MF alien. He makes noises you never even knew existed.
Setup your cassette recorder and then prod Gozer with a stick. Run for the door and wait to hear the sweetest profanity known to man - all caught on tape. Gozer doesn’t just say fuck, he curses in tune.
Living inside his imagination and happy to work for minimum wage on a zero hours contract these guys are at the top of their field. Prod them with a stick and you never know what scat is gonna cum out of their mouths … an ooh lalala or a shoo beedoo bee. It’s all recorded on an old BASF cassette tape by DJ Disc Jockey to add to another thumping tune some time in the near or distant future.
Meet the Noise Dudes collective :
TRANSLATION : Meet and Greet
Cute and sweet he might look, but cute and sweet he ain’t. Fudgey doubles as vocalist and doorman. Nobody get’s past Fudgey unless they have a pass and that includes DJ Disc Jockey.
Lord Gaga is a naturist and spurns clothing and hot baths. He’s got his own seat in the studio, always positioned downwind. What a voice though - rapper, beatboxer …… mutherlicker.
DJ Disc Jockey runs the show but wouldn’t get anywhere without the sounds for the mixes. All those beebops, shoowahs and boomboom booms don’t just appear from nowhere so DJDJ called in a few favours and came up with his own little musical collective - THE NOISE DUDES.