"Pyzel surfboard the swell peakin' at noon!"
Music has been inextricably tied to upping the passions since the beginning of recorded time. The ancient Greeks marched into battle to the deafening beat of drums. The ancient Americans sent fife players out front of militiamen to both inspire and strike fear in British hearts. Napoleon had his favorite composer, Paisiello, write melodies and perform them during decisive campaigns and the modern basketball player will refuse to enter a gymnasium without noise-cancelling, full-ear headphones playing the very latest 6ix9ine track.
And so it only makes sense that Oahu’s North Shore, seven-miles awash in upped passions, has its own.
Kahleo’s There That Boy Go is a modern masterpiece featuring crackling, surf-inspired lyrics, an all-star North Shore cast (the Rothmans, a Florence, Billy Kemper etc.) and enough Pipeline to send shivers up this grown man’s spine.
A sample:
There that boy go, looking back I know there’s much to see.
Aloha vibes, aloha vibes is how I prefer to speak.
Hey haole boy, yeah haole boy, would you like to try some beef?
I just got my lei chilling out on the beach, tryin to eat.
There that boy go, Reef boardshorts, no shirt, no shoes.
There that boy go Pyzel surfboard the swell peaking at noon.
If this is not the best surf song on the planet you tell me which one is and then I will call you a fool.
And I only have one quick question. Is John John’s younger brother Ivan Florence the haole boy that possibly wants to try some beef?
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Newport Avenue, blasting Electric Waste Band.
Fuuuuuck that is gold. Garnett ave blasting Buck-O-Nine.
Sprung Monkey, Rocket from the Crypt.
What’s up with your avatar…is the big and small Kelly kissing?
I thought the vlog that they did was bad but they showed me.
😮 cringe worthy.
Has Childish Gambino tested the waters on copyright yet?
ps. Is @donglover a better tag for an actor, rapper or pornstar?
It was seemingly the young locals’ hit of the year when I was truly getting shit kicked outta me in junior high. I have rather mixed feelings about it.
I won every fight l had in highschool. I was a Bully beater.
“There that spam go, where that spam go – he eatin, eatin it”
I like the mockumentary. Flat days on the North Shore can conjure up some crude creativity.
Then again, reminds me of some Dominican merenhouse (meregue-house) bands, like Illegales.
Nice, we are writing some good movies lately. We need to get these going.
Grown here, not flown here I think you mean.
yeah, i’ll take him over JJ any day. i enjoy a few songs, but can’t make it through an album. just not happy enough i guess.
“surfing bird” performed by Peter griffin.
If you turn the sound off it looks like a wave of the winter compilation interspersed with some kid having epileptic episodes on various rock formations due to his overly tight pants. With the sound on, it’s the same but you realize the kid also has Tourettes.
Got funny at the end when his lip synch went out of synch.
hahahahaha
If I hear this song in central America, it will more or less likely be played by some brazi with triangle tats and zero to no comprehension of lyrics.
Wait, what??!!!
What impressed me most about this exceptional audio-visual creation is that most of the names were spelled correctly in the closing credits (yes I watched until the end!)
what in fresh hell is this shit
this is jack johnson’s NY cousin
5am and you made me laugh, thanks DA
I’m laying a pipe as I type this.
The anthem!
Thought it was “Bone not Flone”