Koshowko feat. Rupert Owen - Remix This (Radio Edit)

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Videoclip promoting the single 'Remix This' by Koshowko feat. Rupert Owen, released through Las Machinas in 2009. More info at: http://www.koshowko.com/releases.php

And here's the link to the media release: http://www.koshowko.com/media/Remix%20This/Koshowko%20feat%20Rupert%20Owen%20...

Music and production by Koshowko
Lyrics by Rupert Owen:

Koshowko feat. Rupert Owen: 'Remix This':
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I had a small time poem

I never thought it much

I kept it in a baggy

Fastened to my nuts

Well I didn't really know it

But it was to be a hit

When a local breaks Deejay

Had a crack at mixing it




He mixed it long past midnight

In a grungy bar

where normally they groove

To Indie, Pop and Ska

It caught them by surprise

The Strobe lamps went static

The Smoke machine inhaled

because the beat was so poetic




The people paused their Jooking

One bloke fell over drunk

It got a brooding heckle

From an Emo, Goth and Punk

But the Deejay kept on bopping

And mashing up my verse

Which got the cold feet Jiggy

And curbed its cursive curse




(bridge)


My saucy rhyme and meter

had them Jiving on the floor

My alliteration stimulated

Mouthing out for more

There was pogo to my tempo

Dry humping to my nouns

A neighbour even shouted

"Keep the poetry down!"



The girls behaving frantic

The guys behaving simile

at my textual semantics

And rhetorical aural oratory

Things got a little bawdy

By that I don't mean dull

They allegorised my syntax

With original rock n roll ... rock n roll



They were doing it to my verbs

With homophonic query

Ellipsis in the knickers

Split infinitives very cheery

Every prose stroke acquiesced

My phrases cruised the beat

Things were really grinding now

And it wasn't just their teeth



(bridge)


I spied the best behinds

Of my degeneration

Married to my vowels

And howling penetrations.

Assonance and inflections

In French Letters spells "amour"

In the end I could not contend

Me or them shouting for more?



So now my poem is sampled

In every club and scene

recited at outdoor festivals

It's downloaded and streamed

Cherries are popped and drugs dropped

To nine remixes of Whitman

And Pessoa , Mayakovsky

Are all becoming hits ... man.

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© Koshowko/Owen

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  • Awesome work!

  • Cool. Nice unique voice. Like the clip!

  • Crazy, Fantastic. Lyrical poetic genius!

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