Nothing amuses us more than when people take a poke at other artists and ride the boundaries of copyright.
We assume that Duran Duran haven’t bothered to get in touch with Duran Duran Duran and ask for a name change yet. Probably because their heads are still up their own arses from the past successes or, in the case of Simon Le Bon, because he suspects there’s some food lodged up there.
A million miles away from the shiny radio-friendly pop songs that Duran Duran made, Duran Duran Duran give the impression that if any Duran Duran fans listened to them by accident, they’d quite literally make them lose their minds until their ears bled.
We’re back in familiar noisy territory here. We say noisy because most people will probably regard it as nothing more than that.
Ultrafast distorted breaks come in and out without so much as a fluffy breakdown for you to catch your breath and relax for even a second. But alongside their manic sounds, Duran Duran Duran have some tasteful track names and covers, too.
Supposed trendy magazine Vice gave Duran Duran Duran the prestigious honour of ‘worst cover of the month’ for debut album Very Pleasure. Running through the woods hand-in-hand are two fully naked men who seem to be enjoying each others’ company. But before you speed-dial the local vicar to complain, it’s only a cartoon. You don’t need to compare your own genitals to anyone.
The traditional MySpace player – which is ropey at best – isn’t used on the Duran Duran Duran page. Instead, there are multiple links to the records released so far. Multiple genres are covered across the discography thus far – dubstep, techno, drum n bass, gabba, breakcore – alongside lifted samples which make each listen different and ensures that he doesn’t fall into the trap of doing the same thing again and again.
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