Produced, written and recorded by Trash & Kurb. 

Our homage to Hirokazu Tanaka and one of the most influential and loved games of all time: METROID!

We love 8-bit and lo-fi stuff, so we hooked up an original Nintendo and sampled the original Metroid start screen music. It was always  one of the most ominous and epic sounding scores from back then. Also we felt that the sci-fi angle really fit with us well.

We added some bass-heavy drum elements, combined with commodore 64 sounds and scratching behind it, and the result was something both hilarious AND badass. The "blow him to pieces" scratch actually comes from the Star Wars record storybook "Droid World", which—in itself—is pretty rare and cool, so crate diggers take note.

Anyhow... We hope this both takes you back to a good, nostalgic  place, and gets your head nodding. 

Much love and respect to Hirokazu Tanaka. Thanks for the joy you brought by adding so much more than graphics alone ever could to a legendary gaming experience. We hope this is received in the manner in which it was intended. 

And as always... Wack MC's.... We'll blow you to pieces!

Blow Him to Pieces

Blow Him to Pieces (Metroid mix) | hip-hop

This place is a ghost town, IDK why I bother... Anyhow, here goes...

Ahem.... From high in the stratosphere in the Underwater Moonbase of the Apes comes original (and copyrighted, biters!) music by Trash & Kurb. A sonic junk drawer containing hip-hop, alt-rock, and instrumental compositions. Rummage around until you find the musical equivalent of a sticky butterscotch covered in lint. There it is. Triple word score, bro.

Your mom loves Trash & Kurb because they're the handsomest boys in school. Word. Conversely, the fleshly slap of their families' collective facepalm can be heard within a 2km radius, sending flocks of birds into startled flight. However, do whatever they say, buy whatever they sell in duplicate, and wish you were them. You can't be though. Mostly because cloning technology hasn't gotten past making melty-faced, psychotic knock-offs that resentfully maim their creators in rageful confusion. Also, because their money-hungry lawyers will send you a cease and desist order. 

Available for garage sales, ribbon-cuttings, and backyard gender reveals.