Good things happen to those who wait. Patiently building a massive buzz based off of the strength of their own charisma and live performances that define the concept of raw power and energy through music, Brooklyn’s Ninjasonik are finally set to release their debut album Art School Girls on Brooklyn’s eco friendly label Green Owl Records this spring. If history regarding the label’s releases were to repeat itself, it would be wonderful for the boisterous and eclectic trio, as Green Owl’s last album release, The Very Best’s Warm Heart of Africa was praised by literally all who heard it, the glee filled Afropop coming from the combination of Malawian vocalist Esau Mwamwaya and European mixmasters Radioclit the 21st century progeny of Miriam Makeba meeting Paul Simon’s Graceland with a stop through Dr. Dre’s house for good measure. Combining these unlikely energies for a four city concert tour prior to SXSW seems like a recipe for a ridiculously fun time. Thus and so was my past weekend, as I got the opportunity to catch both acts performing on bills in Baltimore and Washington, DC, two dates that more than anything proved that a necessity in attaining superstardom, moreso than ever in a depressed musical economy, is the power of the live performance.
Baltimore’s TaxLo date was scheduled to be a raucous two room affair featuring Simon Phoenix alongside my two favorite young DJs in the area, University of Maryland senior Phil Real, and the hard, bass heavy wunderkind DJ Lemz, and a mainstage of Ninjasonik, Publicist, Le Tigre’s JD Samson, and The Very Best. It’s the type of mollywhoppingly bizarre lineup that has proven to be the bread and butter of Cullen Stalin and Simon Phoenix through the years, and though Samson was not able to make it due to train difficulties, the night was still, from a performance standpoint a success. Ninjasonik’s live show is once again more polished than it’s ever been. Telli and Jah Jah’s interactions onstage have become more entertainment vehicle than rap event, providing a most unlikely humor. And if not a fan of the deft skills and production mind of DJ Teenwolf, do familiarize yourself with this man. He’s not going anywhere anytime soon and is a top performer on the decks. The Ninjasonik set insistently meanders like bull trampling the streets of Pamplona through party rocking hip hop, instantaneous dance hits like “Pregnant,” Devo’s “Gates of Steel” and Fugazi’s “Patient Boy,” drops from the Lion King and covers of Major Lazer, The Death Set and Matt and Kim. A Ninjasonik show speaks not just to the genre less nature of modern music, but also rather heavily to now just defining music as good and bad. Ninjasonik, absolutely the former.
There’s nothing quite like watching a crowd that has never seen The Very Best before. Esau Mwamwaya’s vocals suggest to a crowd that they’re about to sit through an art-house pop performance of African hymns. Add Johan Hugo as a DJ dropping Radioclit’s explosive Afro-fusion melodies, and it’s suddenly highly unfamiliar territory. Now throw in a South African hypeman who’d likely be just as comfortable at a Westside Connection show as getting it in with this crew. And let’s top that off with lithe and attractive African female dancers to lift the performance over the top. As The Very Best weaved from mixtape smash remix of “Paper Planes” to debut album winners like “Yalira,” oddest trunk funk anthem in awhile “Julia,” and party closer “Warm Heart of Africa,” I watched Baltimore kids experience the entire gamut of positive human emotion until by the end, 20 kids were onstage dancing with their newfound heroes, and the entire crowd was a sea of juking, moshing and flailing, the effervescence of Esau Mwamwaya and crew having once again succeeded.
DC’s performance was differently entertaining and a horse of a different color. In this city, The Very Best’s debut has been the latest adoption of the conservative liberal crowd, people who seem light years removed from people who wear “tats and slugs,” “do drugs, drink PBRs and hang out in clubs” as Ninjasonik states on band raison d’etre anthem “Bars.” Add to that lineup fellow Green Owl labelmate, Philly club DJ and producer Zakee Kuduro, and exemplary emcee Tabi Bonney backed by DJ Stereo Faith, and you get a disparate audience that definitely sat on their hands at various points of the evening, but not out of disrespect for the performers, but more for merely being in awe of, as the Bar Kays said before performing “Son of Shaft” at Wattstax, “a side of life you’ve never seen before.” Between Tabi Bonney rocking early to a room filled with Winchester rave hippies to Telli and Jah Jah leading the crowd in a derisive chant of “Fuck yo conversation!” to a pocket of murmuring folks in the crowd, and a night that ends with a sea of bodies undulating fervently to Yeasayer’s transcendent “Warm Heart of Africa” remix is unusually strange, but really can’t be all that bad.
Phenomenal acts make for phenomenal performances and phenomenal weekends.