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FoamMattressRecords uploaded a new video
(5 months ago)
Northern Flow, the hottest new Canadian musical sensation to emerge from...
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Northern Flow, the hottest new Canadian musical sensation to emerge from Switzerland in recent memory, is happy (but still nonchalant in a cool way) to announce the release of their first official music video for their second Iridium record single, "Yella!". Following in the raging success of "FHF", the trio's latest rap exploits bring an exotic taste of the Middle East to your suburban-America, Wonderbread bungalow. Grab your magic carpets - and grab your crotch. This party is off the chain.
All right reserved, 2009, Rhymes With Entertainment, in cooperation with Foam Mattress Records.
Lawrence Byerley, Paul Cary and Phillip du Plessix are Northern Flow.
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FoamMattressRecords uploaded a new video
(6 months ago)
"A tribute to our adventures and pathetic attempts at growing beard...
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"A tribute to our adventures and pathetic attempts at growing beards during the month of Facial Hair February."
This song is by Paul Cary, Lawrence Byerley and Phillip du Plessix, collectively named Northern Flow. The track is sampled from 'They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)' by Pete Rock & CL Smooth (1990). It should be to pointed out that Lawrence is severely underrepresented in this (unofficial) music video relative to his involvement in the creation of the song. This was mainly due to lack of material. Fortunately, Lawrence has chronicled his epic adventures in this tasteful memoir/documentary: youtube.com/watch?v=4TCYiKIuIoo.
In case you want to sing along at home, here are the lyrics:
'the beard is generally grown by males upon reaching the pubescent stage...'
we're a bunch of bearded blokes from an unbearded era
and we grow better beards than that actor Michael Cera
we can grow 'em nice and long and unhealthily thick
if you saw us on the street you'd be like 'those boys are sick'
my beard is thick and white, yo it's straight not curly
I comb it every night and shampoo it real early
I tie it in a knot or a pretty little bow
or, if I'm feeling gangsta I sport an afro
it's a blast from the past like the set of M.A.S.H.
I've got a 60's era vibe with a fresh mustache
they call it better than santa's yo, my beard is so full
you might think that I'm Amish or my chin can grow wool
like a chin-strap my beard holds my hair onto my head
without this furry helmet the Lord knows I'd be dead
my mustache hangs low like a shaggy Irish Setter
but everyone knows that Jesus grows 'em better
biggums up
I got follicles so dense that I shave in the shower
it doesn't make sense but it's back in an hour
like Joaquim Phoenix I can grow a mad beard
and like Russel Crowe in Gladiator I am revered
my beard's so freaking rich it's like a chocolate dessert
and it's sproutin' beardly fast; I hope no one gets hurt
it's growin' tight too, but if there's one thing I've learned
it's if you never use a razor then you'll never get burned
the longer the beard, the more there is to comb
I've got to lather it thrice just to get it full of foam
conditioner's required to avoid those split-ends
the rules of facial hair don't follow any trends
most definitely - I can dig it
most definitely - you can kick it
'this is a beard: a male secondary sex characteristic consisting of terminal facial hair on the cheeks, lips, chin and neck'
like a lion in the city, I'm the leader of the pack
with this mane of golden flame, yo the king is back
my flagella do be swayin' when I'm walking in the breeze,
and I'm doing it for frees, for the you's and for the me's
threw my razor in the freezer now it's in a deep chill
won't thaw it for a while 'cause my beardage is ill
I have so much whisker
I have so much whisker too
I have an average amount of whisker
Yo, I ain't no beardful craven but my cheek hair I'm savin'
it's got the ladies ravin' when I'm talking no more shavin'
tomorrow, today, year eleventy-two
from teens to the boomers to the elderly crew
if you pass a bearded brother we all know what to do
we Shooter McGavin and salute that Foo Manchu
yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
to the beat y'all, and you don't stop
this ain't no goatee and it ain't a shadow
it's a full grown front attack facial fur fad, oh
I'm oozing out testosterone all over the floor
there's a rich, healthy strand poppin' out every pore
this scruff is so thick yo, my face is a jungle
no illusion, no trick, no shave routine bungle
it's intentional protection for this forest of hair
I call it wildlife correction and no chin can compare
that's right - so it starts
that's right - off the charts
that's right - poppin' out every pore
that's right
you might think I'm on repeat but the story holds true
my beard is so rich I just don't know what to do
I could sell an inch on Ebay, live my life like a king
if it were gold I'd have more still than Michael Phelps in Beijing
what?
yeah, what?
what?
we're a bunch of bearded blokes from an unbearded time
and we grow beastly beards, you might think it's a crime
we can grow 'em nice and long and unhealthily thick
if you saw us on the street you be like 'those boys are sick'
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