Style Over Substance

STYLE OVER SUBSTANCE:

Head of Research & Development: Evil Robot Research Staff: Kyle Machlachlan M*F*, Knowledgable Individual, Turkey Berserkey, Poon Tang Marx, The Mad Hater. Research Aides & Partners: MC I'm Ian Curtis, MC Wes Make-Up, Complete Loser, DJ Romantech, Robobot, Catguts and the Big Bang Theory

Influences: Devo, Suicide, Van Halen, The Cars, Laurie Anderson, Vangelis, Jan Hammer, 80's Whitney + Prince, Human League, Milli Vanilli, Ladytron, Kraftwerk, Afrika Bambataa, Fischerspooner, Peaches, Chicks on Speed, Adult, Joy Division, The Cure. Electro, Electroclash, Electrotrash, Synthpop, New Romantic, New Wave, Darkwave, Classic Goth, Breakdance, Electro-funk, Boogaloo, Acid House and Proto-rave, anything overtly 80's, anything with an electric "robot" voice. Faux modernism, 80's sleaze, porn, fetish and post-feminism - AND none other than mr. TOMMY VERCETTI! "GTA: Vice City","American Psycho","The Wedding Singer".

Style over Substance have been referring to themselves as "Nu trash art terrorists" for 18 months since their inception, which they feel makes them sound like a bunch of tossers, which of course, they are.
Under the pretense of a band or group, SOS "research staff" Evil Robot, Kyle Mclachlan MF, Knowledgeable Individual, Turkey Berserkey, Poon Tang Marx and The Mad Hater have bound together with a steely will to foist their brand of hapless post-intellectual frolics into the bemused gaze of contemporary connoisseurs of electrotrash, synthcore and darkwave, regurgitating molested platitudes from European style rags to describe themselves as "a celebration of artificiality" and "a coincidence of disposable reality."
Consisting of a frenetic cross hatching of unhindered retrospective sub cultural electronic information, Their performance sets to the stage as those S.O.S. performers who choose to turn up launch into a non stop all singing, all dancing, fully costumed DJ/live performance. Evil Robot, head of SOS research staff revealed candidly "Our Anthem "The Joy F**k Club" was actually completed in less than an hour using A Roland 303, Drum Machine, Vibrator and an interdimensional portal." Bandmate Kyle Machlachlan MF explains: "The result is a sexually charged supernatural experiment."

INTERVIEW with "TECHNOID ROBOBOT". JAN '05

Why this name? You're intelligent enough. I'll tell you. What has killed Dance music? Eh? Over produced, over compressed, plasti-perfect colour by numbers F-ing House and Trance, fiddled over for hours by boring, perhaps pretentious, weedy little men with no lives, engineering their perfectly honed drum sounds. We live our music. We are our music. And that is why our music is shit.

Do you play live? Damn Straight! We are Performers. We are artists. We Live this. We realised we were brought together by a talent that is our gift. But we're not about shocking - shock is a by-product of our attempts to educate. Sexuality is also just a part of that education but we generally stop short of full nudity, and needless to say, the gratuity is completely self conscious and an integral part of the aesthetic - as an example of our thematic dynamic.

How, do you think, does the internet (or mp3) change the music industry? What's the internet? We're all about the digital revolution, the invention of the microchip, and the computer in your mind. We are the internet. And that's why we have no idea what we're on about. And that's what we want people to think about for a second . . . if we can only do that, we can say we made a difference.

Would you still sign a record contract with a major label? We are a Major label. Read what's fucking written on the box. STYLE OVER fricken SUBSTANCE - till the casket drop . . .