BOY CRISIS are a FOUNTAIN OF epic jams for today’s YOUTH (not ‘kids’). They also taste like STRAWBERRIES.

every single part of you is built like a weapon

♫ Boy Crisis – Fountain Of Youth

A part of me feels like Boy Crisis might be my new favorite band. Why reserve hesitation on the subject? Because I can’t find their debut album any-fucking-where! I scoured the interwebs and dug up a few jams but I want more damn it, more! I want to review the album! (you listening guys?) Boy Crisis only made their way through my ears recently when “Dressed To Digress” was hyped as the dancey side project of one half of Das Racist. (I’m sold already.) Upon falling hard for that track, and then even harder for “Fountain Of Youth,” I now feel like a tween girl when I yell “I’m having a Boy Crisis!” on the walk to work in the morning. I guess I should phrase it differently but I am too busy busting fresh dance moves and kissing other people’s grandmas. Yeah, this music is that good. As are both versions of the video.

♫ Boy Crisis – Strawberries

Boy Crisis went to Wesleyan University MGMT and have been drawing unfair comparisons to the art-douche duo. Lest you think Boy Crisis are a similarly educated 3-hit wonder I have included the sex-fest “Strawberries” and can also vouch for the gritty magic of “L’homme.” Oh, and “Strawberries”  includes the lyric “don’t you know I wanna smack that like it owes me money.” Epic. MGMT’s crowning lyric was “Shock me like an electric eel.” Ouch. I think “PWNED!” is what the kids are saying these days? Anyway, MGMT-boners can get bent because I don’t care about your tears, these guys make everyday a party and that’s where I want to be.

Bury your face in MySpace

Tagged as: Boy Crisis, Das Racist

November 9, 2009

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