ITS FRIDAY NIGHT................ROCKSTAR
Chaos is defined as "complete disorder or confusion", and, "behavior so unpredictable as to appear random". Sounds very much like our world today; Last Orders anyone, to quote the divine vision in Lewca's collaboration with Fire Up the Sun, "Mate lets face it we ain't gonna make it, but I'll get the last round when it all goes down". Yea make mine a double! And if that didn't get you off your ass, then the opening on Lewca's latest collab with Invisible Squirrel Balls Out doesn't mince words, "I'm a dance machine".
For those who don't know, and what are you waiting for really, Lewca is a master of musical chaos, combining an incredibly observant lyrical eye on modern society, with an eclectic mash up of electro beat hip hop, sonic indie, freestyle drum & bass, and obscure sounds, cut to the chase, play it LOUD. All of this with an unmatched sense of futile social humor, as he turns the mirror on.....well, us.
Lewca's main partner in musical piracy is S.O.A.P. (aka. Son of a Pitch) a Parisian drum & bass DJ and grandmaster, whom Lewca has been working with since 2018. Serving as high frequency electro beatmaker, mixer, producer, and whatever other impressive title I can come up with, S.O.A.P. is the primary composer of the musical portrait underpinning Luca's lyrical barrage.
Their most recent collaboration is the single Friday Night Rockstar taken from the full length fist pumping album of the same name. Friday Night Rockstar, fueled by influences listed by Lewca as; class A drugs, weed, French wine, Belgian beer and expensive rum (Jamaican no doubt), is a dystopian Saturday Night Fever shaker for the post lockdown world.
The track opens with screeching electro finger riffs that would easily have been at home in any early 80's big hair metal band, and that's where the zeitgeist begins. Lewca's vocal proclaims he's a rockstar, "world famous in my neighborhood" and from there it's full strut balls out against the beat.
Like a caged animal on the loose, the beat, now backed by a distorted searing flange, writhes against the sonic riffs with Lewca's lyrics riding roughshod "killin it one weekend at a time."
By the time you catch your breath Lewca and S.O.A.P have already melted the ax metal vibe down into a dark synthie electro acid beat, while Lewca chants prophetically "I'm a rockstar, Friday night rockstar."
The ethos of Lewca is akin to taking a crosscut saw to forty years of musical history, and reassembling, with the precision of a microsurgeon, the pieces of what we believe music should be, into an entirely new genre. He's not taking names because he doesn't give a fuck, but he is putting down a marker as an artist ready to attack all your preconceived notions of society, music, and in the end just going balls out!
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