Artist description Melting musicianship into modern dance music, Bionic Booty Productions flexes the diversified musical muscles that surrounds its funk-plated backbone. Call it the debut of Funk-tronica - a bouillabaisse of dance, r&b, acid jazz, hip hop and pop music fueled by polyrhythmic percussion and boiling bass lines. This is one CD that will have your left hand reaching for the headphones and your right hand streching out for the subwoofer. Crossover tracks like "Higher", "Missing You", and "Get on Out" will no doubt keep your body moving with engaging vocals. "Skin on Skin", "HB", "Dalegate", and "Mangebobo" submerge the listener into instrumental realms that satiate the mind and booty while keeping DJs guessing. "Summertime" puts you on a top-down road-trip sing-a-long and "Experience" will have you reaching for the scented candles. Have fun testing your cultural awareness on "Huggy's Delight" a four-minute tribute to everyone's favorite TV pimp. And, oh, yeah, "What You Need" has to be heard to be believed. Bionic booty productions volume one is a 58-plus minute ride through the musical cosmos. If you've found yourself captivated by Parliament/Funkadelic, Daft Punk, Miles Davis, the Brand New Heavies, Curtis Mayfield, or Anita Baker, strap yourself in and clean out your ear canal - you owe it to your booty to check this music out.

Music Style Funktorinica

Musical Influences Parliament/Funkadelic, Brand New Heavies, Moby, Fatboy Slim, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Daft Punk, Miles Davis, Beck, Jamiroquai

Similar Artists Parliament Funkadelic Brand New Heavies Moby Fatboy Slim Daft Punk Miles Davis Beck Jamiroquai

Artist History Back in the day of platforms, jive turkeys, and the Dallas Chaparrals, the mothership performed clandestine funkoplasmic transubstantuatory experiments on homo sapien children. To keep the subjects from ever meeting, the juvenile patients of Dr. Funkenstein were taken from randomly selected homes in countries scattered throughout the globe. To keep from arousing the suspicions of various governments and tabloids, the mothership limited the abductions to one evening each. While under the influence of the bop gun, the children were forced to pin the tail on the funky, taught the methodology on capturing the boogie, and indoctrinated in the ideology of Uncle Jam's Army. Though still entirely human, Masa, Stone, and Papa were eternally cursed with an embedded knowledge of the one. As they grew to adulthood, our heroes were inundated with the images and sounds of an airbrushed, surgically enhanced, mass-marketed music industry hell-bent on sucking any life out of what passed for music. After years of roaming the planet in a fruitless search for expression of their mongrel funktatude, the underlying powers of our three superheroes collided for the first time in a basement studio in the city of Boston. As time passed, and with the help of futuristic bow-wows Grady, Pele, Hucklebearry, and Nellie, our superheroes began to remember the lessons learned on the mothership. Only when united can they access the powerful abilities each possesses as an unexpected result of the experiments. Alone, they are mortal. Together, indestructible. Now, with the passing of the millennium, the battle to regain the booty is on. What was once property of the originals such as Bootsy, Sly, the Godfather, and Starchild has fallen into the clutches of multinational corporate society. Papa, Stone, and Masa have come out of hiding to take on these media giants who have tried to manipulate you with their apocalyptic domination of radio, television, and the printed word. You have stumbled upon the infancy of the insurrection. Our heroes have hijacked the establishment's techniques and formulae, only to use them to inject some soul back into the collective booty. Old school funk mixed with new school production techniques, done so smoothly, the music industry doesn't even see it coming. Guerrilla attacks will slowly gnaw at the stranglehold multimedia maggot brains currently have over the world's supply of booty. One by one, each booty numbed by the droning monotony of the world's supply of half-ass music will become a new, imperishable, preservative-free, bionic booty. Over time, entire societies will come to forget the impostors and the party will never stop.

Group Members Papa - Drumset, Percussion, Bass, ProgrammingStone - Bass, ProgrammingMasa - Acoustic and Electric Guitars

Albums volume one

Press Reviews "Higher(clubland remix) So far the bass line and drum beats are Phat!..I'm still in awe of the bass in the song...NICE! Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, it did. Done listening........Downloading! Phat song! A must listen. Anyone reading these strings should give this song a listen! Did I meantion the Bass? / DJQuaz___Oh Behave! In the summertime is such a groovy tune BABY! It helped me find my mojo...Yeah Baby Yeah! / TarotKid ___Now here we have some real disco house! Acoustic drums, a live funky bassline and cool female vocals (although the lyrics are a bit dodgy)...The trumpet towards the end is excellent. I love it...There's obvious talent here..Keep an eye on these guys. / ?smund___ouuuu!!! I'm diggin' that name and the music!!! very cool!! / FunkyWhiteGirl

Location Chicago, IL - USA

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