Urban Knights
Hurling 720 aerials through sensory onslaught, and whipping up into a backside spin on technicolour bass, Urban Knights are on fire. With a driving passion for coruscating electro thunder, vivid shards of vibrating video and Alpine ski slopes apparently, Benny Kane and Dr Specs are blowing a sub bass shaped hole in minds and bodies alike. Blistering urban beats slapped down large and charged with turntablist havoc tripping a b boy fly, just the music alone is an avalanche of dancefloor destruction. But that’s only one side of this endlessly revolving coin.
Building a show from the ground up that interweaves audio and video into one throbbing whole, their focus has sharpened into the realms of overall experience. Graphics, geometrics, torrid tunnels of tumultous tones and ludicrous outakes of pop culture gone mental all fuse together into a straight up journey into synesthesia. Held together by a superbly ADHD sense of electric comedy and the wonderfully absurd and always skidding up on the right side of the overly arty line, this is some proper rave magic right here. We caught up with the lads somewhere between ski and surf and had a quick word.