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A Few Words About The East Hall Boys Choir ... The East Hall Boys Choir developed over a period of many years. It was not that the members found a “calling” of sorts, as their name would apply, but rather through decades of humiliation and public ostracizing they found a niche together just on the fringes of sanity and musical genius. Whether practicing their guerrilla recording tactics or laying siege to the most convenient recording studio, the choir members make their mark while breaking everything they touch. Whether it’s the distinctive bass of the man called Milkdud, or the riveting riffs of MC Grand Masta Slab you can bet that each band member’s distinctive voice is present on every work emanating from East Hall. The Posse lays waste to the groundwork of music with his driving beats, and Coney Island Whitefish Boy is there to translate raw fury into melodic malevolence. And though the band has no true "leader" to speak of, at the helm of the ship stand Acid Jack and Manfred Leytig, the two voices that pierce the silence of musical complacency. Lending direction to the chaos is often the man known as Hambone, who often spends his down time when not recording doing the mixing for the band. His hands often grace every instrument in the studio before a project is completed, and the other members are quite consistent with their own inconsistencies. They refuse to be pigeon holed or nailed down to any one instrument, and changing songs is like changing clothes for the East Hall Boys Choir. As a result, public appearances are few and often coveted. With such a lineup, you would think the Boys Choir would be easy to locate. However, they change their names as often as they do their appearances, and they often switch musical tactics both in Boys Choir sessions as well as other various independent projects. They disappear from the music scene only to surface on other projects, and it is rare for one member to complete a project without another member rearing his ugly head.
But their status with East Hall by no means indicates that they’re all together there on any given day. More than likely their sessions will continue to be sporadic. But if you’re lucky and find yourself in the right place at just the right time, you might catch the distinctive whiff of barbeque, pastries, alcohol, and guitar strings. If so, perk up your ears. . . the Boys Choir is close. William “Billabong” Feely, Editor of A Magazine You've Never Heard Of
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