Ever wonder what Jack White would sound like without a workable voice, passable charisma, or Meg? Well, use your imagination. Don't fucking listen to these guys.
Telephoned is the brainbaby of DJ Sammy Bananas (wait, come back!) and singer/ all-around badass Maggie Horn. One night, presumably after a wacky series of events best characterized as The Babysitter's Club with Jagerbombs, the duo decided to record a cover of T-Pain's "Can't Believe It." You know, like normal people do.
This led to further collaborations, and now we have Telephoned, like it or not. (Like it.) Basically, the concept is that they recreate Top 40 hits as the coolest indie-dance jams you've heard this week. Note: they don't so much cover these songs as they do reinterpret them. It's kind of like that game Telephone from when you were a kid. (Unless there are any 6-year-olds reading this blog. In which case, I apologize for the above picture of Mr. T-Pain.) In fact, that's where they got there name. Shit, I probably should have said that earlier.
Anyways, what makes Telephoned so truly great, aside from Horn's awesome vocals and Bananas' sleek production, is the fact that these indie mofos actually seem to really love these songs they're covering, and they're not just doing it to make a serious point about how all rap and pop today is a shitty waste of time. No, these are folks who see nothing wrong with doing completely faithful covers of everyone from Jim Jones to Whitney Houston to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
This is your new favorite band.
This is Telephoned.
Guys, I just said that.
Get Telephoned's mixtape, Off The Hook. RIGHT NOW. Please.
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