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Froyo Hands In The Air

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… and wave ’em like ya just don’t care!

This video fuses the summer’s hottest soft-serve delight with the aggression usually only reserved for urban street fights.

Here’s what the critics are saying:

After originally forming as a late 90’s underground Froyo movement, The Ice Kold Crew rose to prominence in the Los Angeles rap scene for their EP titled ‘Soft Serve Swerve (cum get sum)”. The much anticipated single “FroyOG” is the first from their studio record “Drip Drip Boom”, set to be blowing up the nation later this year.

An immediate hit, this jam features the smooth flow of foxy blonde Zana Lantana, an Australian hip hop artist said to have been the inspiration for Iggy Azalea’s latest album “The New Classic”, while the lyrical poetry of LL Chilli Swoop, OG Yogi and Chubb E Lumpkinz give us exactly what we expected: Solid Gold.

Open wide and get a mouthful of these infectious beats.

It’s ice cold. Enjoy.

Some may say that Zana Lantana’s rap is about twice as long as it should be. And to those people I say this: Probably.

Thanks to the Nash fam for the delicious title of this post. You guys are poets.

Thanks also to all the legends who made this video possible: Namely LL Chilli Swoop, OG Yogi, Chubb E Lumpkinz, Lance the Dance, Jonny Z, Travis, Pru, Klaus, Tow, Holly… and all those unnecessarily tolerant people at Yogurtland on La Brea and 3rd, Los Angeles.

Snack

Crack open the thermos, grab a bikkie, and fire up the final episode of ‘Deliveries’ with Anna Bennett. 

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Every job has its perks. Slap your eyeballs on the second instalment of ‘Deliveries’, shot in ye olde london towne with my pal Anna Bennett.

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Sometimes things just need time to ripen. Not the case with this footage that took me two years to finally edit into webisodes. No hurry on the turn-around time there, clearly.

We shot this in London during 2012 as we rolled around in a delivery truck. For all you frothers out there looking to catch some more carry-on with my old pal Anna Bennett, here’s the first one of three.

Mamma Mia it’s a Musical!

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Ever heard the expression “to polish a turd”?  Some people might consider the countless days I spent working on this project as doing exactly that. I tend to disagree.

It is intended to be viewed by only those interested – which is about 3 people if you add up all the halves. And most importantly, it’s my Mothers’ Day gift to mum and baba – so it was worth the trouble.

Here’s a synopsis and review I wrote just in case Rolling Stone magazine needs a guest writer to review it sometime:

A family of Sydneysiders find that their multi-award-winning chicken is missing. Bereaved, they take the audience on a fascinating journey as they piece together the clues to retrieve her. In the darkest of times, they learn the hard hitting lessons about family: Grandma’s got this s**t covered, and no one goes hungry when mum’s around. It is a tongue-in-cheek look at society through the lens of a modern day Von Trapp family. Irresistible performances all round. Five stars.

Let me acknowledge that this was an ambitious project, and one that I am completely under-qualified to create…. or have any kind of singing role in for that matter. And yet, it exists – in all its glory.

This may be simultaneously the most terrible and most wonderful….ly awful thing you’ll see this year. If you can make it through the 2nd and the 4th song – you’re in the clear. At least do me a favour and make sure you catch the finale. The salmonella poisoning reference is worth it.

Happy Mothers’ Day, Mooom and Baba! I love you so much!!!

Thanks be to my sister Tania, who vocally carries pretty much the whole thing: Legend. Max, Klaus and Pru: Phenomenal performances. But let’s be honest, it’s mum and baba who steal the show, and for that I am so proud and grateful!

Oi! Happy Straya Day!

To celebrate the national day of our magnificently large brown continent (and land of legends), I have dug up from the vault the original Keith and Kev. You little bloody ripper! Now pass me a bloody bottle opener! Strewth!

From the Vault: Pissy Chrissy

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I have recently discovered that the good people of the United States do a wonderful thing at this time of year. They have radio stations exclusively dedicated to playing Christmas songs. All day. Er day.

As a huge frother for celebrations, I naturally added the station to my car radio presets at the first opportunity.

Here’s a little Christmas cheer (and jeer) I whipped up with my mate Anna while I was in London in 2010.

Having difficulty focusing on the words because you’re so distracted by the epic melody and masterful visuals? Here are the lyrics.

Ding dong merrily on high, pals!

From the vault: Going for Gold

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With all of this hoo haa surrounding the upcoming 2014 Winter Olympics in Sochi, Russia and the recent announcement that Tokyo will be the host of the 2020 Olympic Games for the second time; I thought I’d post something relevant. And frankly, I froth for the Olympics and our little Aussie rippers going for gold.

Here is a short film Anna and I shot last year shortly before the 2012 London Olympic Games as a part of the Banjacks and Pervis series.

By coincidence it had a few similarities of the 2012 Absolutely Fabulous episodes aired shortly after we shot it. We were jazzed as the eternally hysterical Jennifer Saunders is our creative role model and this basically proves that our minds are one.

What Happened to the Baked Bloody Dinners?

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This being the final instalment of Keith and Kev’s musings at the bowlo, I’ve provided below a brief and alphabetised list of basic Keith and Kev vocabulary for your perusal.

Australian Fast Bowler, Australia’s Pass-Time, Asshole (pull his finger out of his)

Bloody, Bowlo, Bugger, Bandicoot (looks like the asshole of a), Bourke Street Bakery, Backside (working my – – off), Barbie, Baked Dinner, Balls from their Boot Laces (wouldn’t know their)

Cricket Pitch, Clacker, Cut your Grass, Commodore, Competitive Bowls

Deal or No Deal, Dropped Pie (looks like a), Darl

Ehhyhh

Flamin Struth, Faffing Around

Galah, G’day

Head like a Half-Sucked Mango, Hooroo, Hyundai Sonata

Inbloodycredible

John Burgess

King Dingaling

Lawn Bowls, Loo

Meat Pie, Meat and Three Veg, Michael Clark, Mate, Mumbo Jumbo

Netball, No Worries

Outrage (bloody)

Porkchop (carry on like a), Paperbag (couldn’t find a tennis ball in a, farts around like a mosquito in a)

Queen’s English

Reckon, Ripper

Struth, Sport, Sheilas, Spunk, Shane Warne, Sausage Roll, Snags

True blue, Telly, Thorough-bloody-bred, Top notch, Trot, Twit

Unbloodybelievable

VB

Woman’s Blouse, Wallaby in a Wombat’s Hole, Wit’s End (I’m at my), World Class Lawn Bowls Team

XXXX

You Bloody Beauty, You Little Ripper

Zookeeper Stuck in a PortaLoo (useless as a)

That being said, enjoy:

Authentic Australiana

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Righto, here’s the second instalment of Keith and Kev. Still babealiciously dripping with authentic Australiana.

Get at them.