KUDU are just great...Imagine ESG meets the Banshees of "Peek-A-Boo". The singer looks like Cory Daye but her voice is like Siouxsie with serious diva technique; like if Sioux had decided-- after "Cocoon," the "jazzy" number on Kiss In the Dreamhouse, and "Right Now", the showbizzy, razzmatazzy Creatures tune--that she really wanted to be a nightclub singer. The result: tropicalized Goth, a weird meld of torrid and frigid, alluring and domineering.
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Kudu, the brand new dynamic duo of Deantoni Parks and Sylvia Gordon, connects rawness with realness. A real DIY group, writing and producing everything themselves, their sound can be summed up as Urban New Wave or even more simply Nu-Pop. Aside from the fresh musical ingredientswithout one sour spot concerning image, talent, concept, lyric, or songwritingit's about their energy and the excitement of being a part of something familiar but altogether new. Kudu appeals across the board beyond race, class, nationality, and age. They have packed out all-black Atlanta audiences to all-white audiences in Boston. The formula for Kudu is take what's hot, push it forward, and retain all the dark, beautiful, artistic simplicity.
Sylvia is the visually minded, vocalist, songwriter, lyricist, and co-producer of Kudu but is also an accomplished bassist. Her voice and pressence has been likened to dancing the line between Betty Carter, Betty Page, and Siouxsie Sioux. Sylvia's bi-continental, bi-coastal, nomadic upbringing led her across lines of class, race, and cultures giving her the capability to connect with a spectrum of people on a very genuine level. A young lady of bold proportions, girlish curiosity, and womanly strength and emotion, her voice and intellect undeniably charm and seduce. Deantoni Parks, the Beat Master, is one of those rare musicians that comes along once every 100th blue moon to hold court among the finest drummers alive. Playing drums since the age of three, raised on a steady diet of funk, Southern soul and church, D. was swinging with the local high-school jazz band by 5. Listening to D. play is like a caffeine jolt to the brain. He plays at lightning speeds, replicating machine-made beats with mechanical accuracy, plays the pocket like nobody's business, bangs out solo sets by triggered samples, or draws you in with abstract soundscapes.
Going to a Kudu show is like falling in love for the first timesomething wild, new, and exciting that will stick in your mind and move your ass. Kudu are performing on a regular basis at Nublu, downtown NYC.
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