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Filthy Creux

Filthy Creux Present Kid Kenobi@Roxanne June 10th

About Me

CLICK HERE TO PURCHASE TICKETS807ad. Kyoto.Kariashi Kirishi was simple minded farmer. One day on the way back from a hard days work in the Miniyaki fields of Japan, Kariashi stopped for a drink by the side of a dirt road under the shade of a tree that lead East and to his village. Kariashi was a humble man, his feet were swollen from thirty years of trekking and hard work, with no family and no responsibilities he wandered aimlessly on most nights and most of his waking years. He sat drinking the fermented sweetness of grapes that had simmered in the hot sunny days that never really seemed to cool down. As he did this Kariashi pondered his dreams. Kariashi for most of his life had visions.Visions that would leave him sweating and freezing. In his dreams he dreamt of a hot boiling room, with lights like fiery crazy dragon eyes, piercing the walls. In the room were sounds reverberating through his bones, the mass of people in the dark cave were moving wildly, like possessed demons parading in jest in a hot fevered moment.There were images on the walls all around him, hand drawn picture of scenes and places that Kariashi had never seen in his waking life. Kariashi would then wake up cold and anxious…… It was always the same dream.They say that everything is conceived in a dream, what we implement in this world is a reflection of what we first saw in a dream. As Kariashi sat by the roadside, drinking his fermented juice, little did he know that 1200 years later his dreams would become a reality. The scene was Melbourne and the people that controlled that world were none other than the Filthy Creux

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Member Since: 3/17/2007
Band Website: myspace.com/filthycreux
Band Members: THE WIZZ Having scoured the globe, his talents are endless, like a restless serpent. He’s found tunes that you once pondered in a fevered dream. The wiz basically knows the bizz And when he’s on the decks, we must confess You’re going to sweat your little booty unto the early hours of the morn, so don’t adorn Your sacred shoes, cause you’re going to lose A lot of snooze. The Wizz is a guru of all that is known So don’t be abashed Come down and get smashed The Wizz he really knows the bizz And if you think we’re wrong Go home where you belong.JIMMY D What can be said about this man about town Rocking the parties like your kids favourite party clown Give him a plug and a little space This guy will turn the room yellow just watch his face No genre to hard or fast When jimmy’s in the house it sure is a blast People have seen him pull stunts that they can’t even describe We’re talking fat ass beats mixed in with some African tribe Chanting away this Jimmy D knows no other way He’ll bang it and fang it and turn you’re world in two When Jimmy D is in form there’s nothing you won’t do As you jiggle and wiggle and move to the tunes Jimmy stay on the decks and do what you do. This man will not dissapoint He’s an animal and a mammal and he knows how to play For Jimmy its normal it’s what he does everyday.ROC Roc is known as our electro king He’ll throw in a bomb Then chuck in some swing. He’s a self taught maestro The fiasco he can cause Bringing out tunes like Your favourite santa Clause He’s rocked rooms from here to the UK The melodies amazing he’ll take you away. We’re talking bootlegs that you will be scared to know The dancefloor will be a buzz Watch the crowd grow The rocks knows his shit And we trust him more then you think The roc is on the brink Of impounding you bodies until they hurt This is electro more dirtier then dirt. When the Roc’s in charge you’ll want to lose your mind A dj supreme like this such a gem to find.NEE They call him the Mavro, the mambo, the key Sometimes he gets snapped by the paparazzi He’s known as a poet a man with some style Talking to the ladies until they go wild He plays just as smooth as the boys in the creux But I hear you asking who is it what can he do? He can mix it up like best that there is He’s a fan of the drink and also the fizz. You don’t have to ask you know what this is Nee is like Teflon he’s all over the floor Slamming it down until he hears the ladies yell for more. Its house its electro its big and its huge Nee is the man that know’s the who’s of the who He’s a friend of everyone. That you can guarantee And Remember there is no party if there is no Nee.SCOSHA Like kosha the Scosha is an island fiend He laps up lager and all that’s in between. With his electro tempo rocking beats He will defeat All you head shakers. This man has a plan It may be grand Or just a ploy All over the wheels of steel like a Tonka toy. He’ll move you, he’ll lose you The beats coming hard and fast There ain’t no question to crazy to ask The Scosha is a pack of dynamite ready to implode Believe us he’ll make your night A frantic predantic place When he’s mixing you’ll see his grace. Oh Scosha just like your Scottish blood Open the gates to an electro flood. CAPTAIN TOZZA One night in a bar A star fell to the ground There wasn’t a sound to be heard. In it emerged a man of might. Headphones in hand and his eyes gleaming bright. Captain tozza was born to party with the best A case of beer more precious then a family crest. In the mix he’s as mad as a Kat. Mesmerising the crowd Like a blood toothed bat. The Captain will fly you away. Next thing you know you’ve missed a whole day. His tunes are a surprise You will surely rise From your seat, dancing like a dog in heat. Oh captain let us aboard we’re in your trusted arms Just keep him away from your grandma’s and mums.
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