Following the blue-lipped lipsynching of Pump Up The Jam ‘featuring Felly’, the Felly-deposing near-rewrite Get Up! (Before The Night Is Over) ‘featuring Ya Kid K’, and the lyrically preposterous near-rewrite-of-a-near-rewrite This Beat Is Technotronic ‘featuring MC Eric’ (who, lest we forget “saw your posse”, but now it’s him who’s “bossy”), Technotronic’s fourth turn-of-the-decade hit in the space of about three minutes saw Ya Kid K back in the vocal spotlight for the faberiffic Rockin’ Over The Beat. “The three singles were all basically the same song, but… I like the song” quoth Mike Edwards of Jesus Jones, and to be fair this one wasn’t all that different either, but we too like the song and this particular iteration of it above all others, so here it is, as a sort of Global Hypercolour heat-reactive t-shirt two fingered salute to anyone currently moaning about how ‘all that rave rubbish’ wasn’t ‘proper music’ like Dire Straits and Randy Newman. And while we’re here, doesn’t Ya Kid K look uncannily like Kima from The Wire?
Posted by outonbluesix on July 20, 2009 in Lazy YouTube Embeds and tagged "fleecey fleecey", "open the qaud!", "you might recognise us from tv's the 8:15 from manchester", "i've said it before and i'll say it again - dance while the record spins", 'chillout' rooms playing chris rea and van der graaf generator, adamski, alison lee dancing to a car alarm, baseball caps with sort of 'technology' brand names on them, coming soon: exciting merger with cutlery & pasties!!, felly, flourescent backdrops in black and white videos, girls in blue fluffy bras, global hypercolour heat-reactive t-shirts, glow sticks, guru josh, hilariously unrealistic depictions of warehouse 'raves' on brookside, hooded tops (as opposed to 'hoodies'), jesus jones, lisa off children's ward, mc eric, quadrant park, randeep kooner says "i like the music", red kickers, technotronic, that shifty bloke in st john's market selling 'rave' gear in cahoots with the asian del boy, the 8:15 from manchester, tv 'kima' (wire), wendy trehy's big bag of dancefloor smashes, whistles, whither the 49'ers?, y kid k.