Crap Your Pants

I’ll admit it, the initial attraction is their name. How could anyone not be even the slightest bit curious about such an uncouth moniker? Ever since I saw them listed as performers at last year’s Pop Montreal my intrigue has only grown stronger. Unfortunately they’re quite the riddle, leaving nothing but a photograph and the info that they are in fact, unsigned for the time being, on their MySpace site. As for their sound, Crap Your Pants make dollar store hip-hop that is a little crappy, but in only the actual production. Look past the hazardous, speaker damaging bass, the off-key vocals/rhymes and instrumental tomfoolery and there’s an amusing track that’ll have lo-fi aficionados praising the "duo” for their minimal effort and slapdash execution. (Let’s not forget the patience-testing, never-ending keyboard loop that closes the last five minutes or so.) Oops, I crapped my pants…
Crap Your Pants "Like Water For Chocolate"