King Tubby, Lee Scratch Perry, Peter Tosh, Bob Marley, Medeski Martin and Wood, The Meters, Soundmurder, Remarc, Bizzy-B, Shy FX, Exile, DJ Ron, Krust, Kemet Crew, Metalheadz, Archangel, Squarepusher, Autechre, Warp Records, Planet-Mu, Reinforced Records, Congo Natty, John Coltrane, Charlie Bird, Miles Davis, Herbie Hancock, Bill Laswell, Krome & Time, Tom & Jerry, Paradox, Minnie Rippelton, Gil Scott Heron, Curtis Mayfield, The Winstons, James Brown, Lauryn Hill, The Fugees, Erkya Badu, Fracture & Neptune, Sonny Rollins, Chopin, LTJ Bukem, DJ Vadium, Def Jux, Big Juss, Nephilim Modulation Soundsystem, Muggs, Jah Cure, Kool Keith, Dead Prez, Bass Nacho, Human?
Collaborators of music and media assaults in a multiplicity of mediums for over a decade, Clip and Carbine are championing an original expression of the post-rave sampling aesthetic.
Never ones to hop upon a passing bandwagon, The Riddim Killaz have, with a Promethean ferver tip-toeing on the threshold of madness, juxtiposed sounds from an array of sources to create mash up tracks with little to no regard for Copywrite Violation Laws.
The Riddim Killaz can be found on the frontlines, deeply entrenched, launching mortar rounds of dancehall murderation, with chopped up breakbeat shrapnel slittin jugulars up and down the east coast.
Keep an eye out for a forthcomming LP digital release, AKR001, and more and more MEDIA
Clip and Carbine- New Gun Lik
DJ Clip, Human?, Stada, Mach Konkrete Jungle NYC
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Carbine live at Definition, Asheville, N.C 02-2007
Ok kris is totally a Virgin flight attendant and I'm officially a full time starving artist in la.... You have to come hang out! Kris will fly us around the world!
Kris is moving to NYC next month! Are you still moving there?
how the hell r u guyz? and how the hell is James doing?.... he won't answer my goddamn call, I hope he's doing well. Tell James that I've been doing really really well, I've been cleaner than a mofo and been jobhunting every motherfucking day... I needz to stack my paper! You guyz should message me your phone numba so I can contact you... lemme know what the deal be! And tell James to pick up da mua'fuckin' phone.
I've always been a mutant, I just got mutant-ier when I started eating handfuls of raw wheat gluten. And the shits. And what of Charles Sweat's piercing deep blue suit on the floor of congress, the kind of suit that makes you have all kinds of psychological reactions and shit so you don't notice the outright verbose trail of lies going back to, aw fuck, what was the name of that company that was putting food in my cesspool of toxins again? How dare they muck up my energy drink with nutrition? How many penises am I supposed to have again? 2, ok, good, one to pee out of, one to slap postage stamps on envelopes with. I'm writing a letter to the 1st person in every phonebook. No more lunch meat hand-sanitizer sandwiches 2008!
