Despite having supported the likes of Spank Rock, Dan Deacon, Japanther, and Afrika Bambaataa, you may be forgiven for thinking that Ninjasonik are actually any good. In a completely misplaced flourish of arrogance and naïveté, the Brooklyn-based group describe their music as a ”cultural fusion.” Vaguely conceived as a concept album ‘Art School Girls,’ presents some of the most lad-ish, American spring-break, stoner-garbled rot of 2010, complete with horrible hip-hop ‘skits’ like ‘Berst’a’ball’ which is about as funny as losing a loved one. Shouting ‘bitch’ and drinking ‘forties’ perforates the apparent ‘concept’ of the album, with the lyrical low point being, ‘Take her to the bathroom and make her take a picture of your dick’…Followed by songs such as, ‘Somebody Gonna Get Pregnant,’ and the out of tune title track (‘Art School Girls’), it suffices to say that this album has few redeeming features. Their self-styling as booze-loving, weed-smoking, prolific shaggers isn’t at all funny, even if it is to be taken in some sort of post-modern-ironic ‘art school’ sense. Sonik it may be, in that it is audible, but so is someone taking a big fibre-filled dump in your ears. And I don’t like the sound of that.





Following their energetic debut single, ‘Straight Back On It’, Young Fathers are back with their latest track, ‘Automatic’. It’s a fluid fusion of eccentric electro beats blended into a hip-hop foundation that does the Scottish trio’s growing reputation justice. Their recent tour with Simian Mobile Disco resulted in the co-produced ‘Turn Up The Dial’ which found itself on SMD’s 2009 album, ‘Temporary Pleasure’. This, coupled with the fact that the lads have already appeared with Shaun Ryder’s Black Grape, Dizzee Rascal, The Noisettes, La Roux, and Grandmaster Flash, highlights their ever-increasing popularity. This AA single includes the heavier B-side, ‘Dancing Mantaray’, which, produced by dubstep’s Ginz, is slowed-down, chilled-out and synthed-up in relation to the A-side, and as a result loses the gripping nature that makes you want to listen to ‘Automatic’ again and again. ‘Dancing Mantaray’ is nonetheless well worth a listen. With shades of De La Soul, Outkast and even Spank Rock, ‘Automatic’ is a feast of power pop, its main weakness being its abrupt ending at a slightly disappointing two and half minutes long.
