Okay. 1-speed Fukin’ Bike is one of my mostest favoritest artists. Not just because he has bike in his name (or that he’s modest enough to ride a bike with only one speed and call your fukin attention to it), but because he makes songs like, “We Trade You Sting For A Toyota Pick-Up Filled With Weed,” and “I Wipe My Ass With Your Yellow Ribbon.” He lives somewhere outside of Montreal in a plantation of maple trees. he passes the winters making syrup, chopping fire wood and wading through snow that’s too deep for me to even imagine.
He just doesn’t give a flying flip about what anybody thinks – he has arrived to express what’s going on in his head. Period. And, what’s going on in his head is a fantastic riot of information and speed of light association that’s equally as wisely insightful as it is just silly and stupid funny.
On the flip side, his beats are made with the same throwing caution to the wind vibe. anything goes, choruses and verses are far from sacred inventions. He plays drums and distortion pedals and anything electronic mayhem.
He wrote to me and said,
“hello mr maga bo
how are you?
im just hiding out in the woods trying to raise a baby right…
its a good life…
la petite vie i think they call it…
hey i made a record about afghanistan and canada.”
The record is called “Pashto Translator Needed” and it’s free and you should go there right now and download it…..because “Take The Red Out Of The Canadian Flag And You Get Surrender.”