Basing four fifths of your 'band' in Holland and then leaving the remainder in America may seem an awkward way to make music. Never meeting the person who supplies the lyrics and poetical prose sounds a little contrived in a world that hankers after a unique selling point. Laying down the vocals in the States and then electronically transferring them to your fellow band mates for instrumentation and mixing could lead you to believe that they were just lazy (One is a self confessed shirker!). Are My Head Radio just another band created in the virtual world where all it takes is a chance encounter on MySpace between an ex-pat Englishman, Wex Wexford (Not a retired inspector) and an American poet, Boca Smole?
Making music for the 21st Century (Once attempted by Sigue Sigue Sputnik I seem to recall) and having an ardent, ever growing, fan base of subscribers to their cause (a modest yearly outlay will get you all their new songs plus added, members only extras) the budget indie Gorillaz produce a fusion of Dance, Hip-Hop, Poetry and Jazz. They have been consecutively nominated at the 2008 & 2009 Detroit Music Awards for 'Outstanding Urban/Funk/Hip-Hop Recording' and already have an album in the bag, 'On Air'. Helping Wex, a.k.a Dooa Doob (The Twiddler) and Boca (The Spokesman) are the equally uniquely titled Foxy Yayo, a.k.a. The Honeydripper (Saskia to her Mum) and single malt and AC/DC loving Ruby Redharez.
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