THE BEGINNING

Folk is dead as ladies this summers say, “Let’s have a little dance, shall we?” And we’re back in the room! During our four-month hiatus female musicians have, well, been taking back their balls and giving them a gleaming, electronic polish. Last year it was Kate Nash, George Pringle and their singer-songwriter ilk that were […]

Folk is dead as ladies this summers say, “Let’s have a little dance, shall we?”

And we’re back in the room! During our four-month hiatus female musicians have, well, been taking back their balls and giving them a gleaming, electronic polish.

Last year it was Kate Nash, George Pringle and their singer-songwriter ilk that were causing palpitations in the hearts of hip indie boys, but now girls are plugging in, concocting choppy and chunky beats and working it like fluoro-specked disciples of M.I.A.

And we’re all about these spunky lasses. In fact, we fancied a bit of Brooklyn’s Santogold so much, we trecked to the Big Apple just to put her on the cover (see our exclusive interview with her from page 20). But, while as sassy as she is brassy, she’s not alone in fighting to make drab folk a thing of 2007.
Micachu, aka Mica Levi (a 21-year-old east Londoner), has her fingers in lots of leftfield pop pies, most of the Aphex Twin, Four Tet and Radiohead variety. She’s already released a free mix tape on her Myspace site, ‘The Filthy Friends’ featuring her mates Jack Pe√±ate, Man Like Me and Toddla T to make a booty bangin’ spinner for your nights out at, say, the Old Blue Last.
But she’s got sacks of her own musical pizzazz too. Her band, Micachu and The Shapes, exercises her experimental, post-modern ballads for the post-Skins generation. Then there are her prestigious composition studies through which she composed a piece for the London Philharmonic Orchestra. And that’s not forgetting her studio collaborations with electronic knob-twiddler Matthew Herbert, on whose label, Accidental Records, she is signed to. Check out dreamy street track ‘Worst Bastard’ and play it at the next summer block party near you.

Thecocknbullkid (Anita to her dad, who she lives with) is another east London gal with one year on Micachu, born out of the Shoreditch scene. Dubbed as ‘Dalston’s answer to Kelis’, her intoxicatingly creamy vocals nod to R&B grinding filthily up against sparse electro-hip hop, grime, and even bassline laptop beats. She’s foul-mouthed in exotic romp ‘There’s a Mother In Our Bed’, sensually neglected in ‘Attention’ as she spills over jittering electronic cut’n’paste mastery and disco-influenced in the Girls Aloud-esque ‘Matters of the Heart’. Timbaland should be looking here for his next project.
Since doing an NME Awards show with New Young Pony Club and Metronomy in February (the latter with whom a collaboration album is rumoured), thecocknbullkid’s been working with baile funk remixers du jour Radioclit and is booked for Glastonbury and Bestival this summer.
And as we’re talking ‘new’, ‘hip’ and ‘electro’, we can’t easily miss Aussie label Modular out. Good job they’ve got a solo girl-with-guitar offering, who takes her name from a mid-eighties fantasy flick, then.

Ladyhawke is a Pat Benetar for 2008 and the girl-next-door to Peaches, who’d read the Vice guide to Sex to you in bed if you asked her politely enough. Her signature track ‘Back of the Van’ is unbelievably addictive, conjuring dayglo jumpsuits and disco balls. And so begging to be remixed was said track that Van She Tech jumped right on it and whipped it into a yo-yoing rockin’ electro track that you’re likely to find in Erol’s vinyl crates.
We know you think, ‘That ’80s comeback shit is over’, but nobody did it particularly well in the first place so make way for Ladyhawke, a slice of NZ sass, who looks like the Lynard Skynard groupie you’ll never have and, just to rub it in, is all over the festivals this summer

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