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MOOMBAHLUV 3: THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE   Leave a comment

All things must come to an end, even love. Even…moombahluv. In this chapter our heroes are confronted with a Valentine’s Day riddle: is Moombahluv possible after the death of Whitney Houston? The answer my surprise you, but one thing is for sure there’ll be a lot of crazy tunes along the way. That fucker Dj UMBS of Generation’s Bass put all of your favourites and a lot of our favourites are on this bitch. King Kong, Jon Kwest, Noms, Feral Is Kinky, Mango Troops, El Nomada, STLKRFOXXX, Saur and much, much more. Make a fucking baby to this shit. If both of you are from the same sex then pretend you are making a baby to this shit. Sky is the limit. Make as many babys as you can. Go for the record. There are two sides to this so you have the time. Still best to get started as early as possible so why don’t we stop talking and start fucking. GO GRAB THE COMP AFTER THE JUMP FUCKNUTS!

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MOOMBAHLUV   Leave a comment

Moombahluv. It’s the opposite of Moombahhate which is coming soon. Or is it? No, it’s not. Anyway, DJ UMB from the Generation Bass Blog of Global Music got all these fuckers to make this and it’s got some good ass tracks. Maybe you should download it and then if you live in Canada you can play it during Canadian Thanksgiving this coming weekend and the you can read the words of Neil Queen Jones (who made this amazing post for us) to your fucking kids since he wrote the liner notes. It will be the greatest Canadian Thanksgiving of all. Even if you live somewhere else like some weird country like Germany you can still celebrate by going out to the woods, stabbing a turkey in the face and painting your body with it’s blood. That’s what we do for Canadian Thanksgiving. GO GRAB THIS FUCKING COMPILATION AND SAMPLE SOME TUNES AFTER THE JUMP:

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WEDNESDAY MOOMBAHTON PLUNDER & BUGGERY   1 comment

You took fucking drugs. You went to a museum. You couldn’t understand what the fuck was going on. You threw up everywhere. Everyone was pissed. They banned you from the museum for life. Now you can’t get fucking art smart. You walked down the fucking street. You slipped on a piece of runny dog shit. You twisted your fucking ankle. while you were on the ground crying like a bitch you saw a place. It was another museum. A moombahton museum. You went inside. You heard these fucking tracks that are AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP ASSCLOWNS!

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