The CFC is a group of friends hailing from Victoria, BC. They make hip hop music from the heart with an intention to rock the party in classic hip hop style. Slamming sample based beats and clever rhymes (in English and Spanish) combine with live instruments to make shows a sure fire booty shaker.
Since 2003, CFC has been promoting positive creativity on a global scale. They started by freestyling together in the kitchen. That soon led to recording their own first unreleased album 'Pranks' in 2005. To this day CFC makes their music independently.
2007 saw CFC record their first release 'Not Even Funny' and step out of the kitchen and on to the stage. Since then they have shared stages with Hey Ocean!, Shad K, Auresia, The Heard, Zona Marginal, Greenlaw, Common Market, Gabriel Teodros and Kia Kadiri.
2007 was also CFC's first foray on an international scale playing at the 'Rocksistencia' festival in Cali, Colombia and performing at the 'Casa de Juventud' youth foundation.
CFC returned to Colombia in 2009 to headline the '4th Annual International Festival Against Imperialism and War' in Cali and put on workshops for graffiti and skateboarding in Popayan where they shared the stage with Colombian stars Zona Marginal.
Constantly playing benefit shows (Covers For a Cause, One Wave Festival, 4th Annual International Festival Against Imperialism and War, etc.) for various organizations worldwide (Urban Project, Pacific Peoples Partnership, Casa de Juventud) has shown the CFC how powerful music can be. This keeps them humble and good humoured. Whether building community locally or globally the aim is the same. They want to have fun, and they want to share it with you!
Hello C.F.C., May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. May you be as vivid as your hallucinations. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux.