They also take pride in their live show, which features an unpredictable mix of four lead vocalists, live instrumentation, beats, fx, and video projection. They’ve played everything from raging UCLA frat parties to iconic rooms like Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. In all cases, they hold themselves to the noble standard of making sure everyone gets laid or dies trying.
Don’t miss what this fire-breathing band of weirdos comes up with next.
Links:
Website: lowcountrykingdom.com
Instagram: instagram.com/lowcountrykingdom
Facebook: facebook.com/lowcountrykingdom
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/lowcountrykingdom
Snapchat: @lowcountryking
Twitter: twitter.com/lowcountryking
Full Bio:
Think Outkast meets Chromeo meets porn in space. They’ve been featured on KickKickSnare, YabYum, The New LoFi, EarToTheGround, and Satan’s Top 50 Tracks For Roadtrippin’ With Your Buds.
Scott [rap, lead guitar] met Adam [keytar, producer] at the University of Pennsylvania when he kicked him out of a frat party -- but that’s water under the bridge. Some time later in San Francisco, they wrote and recorded their debut album (Big Like China), which ranges widely from heavy beat-driven rap anthems [Manifest Destiny] to soulful pop hits [Mmm Mmm Mmm, Another Ordinary Day] to Kanye-esque industrial orchestral instrumentals, and everything in between.
Meanwhile, Suz [co-lead vocals] was studying music at S.F. State when she stumbled upon an intriguing craigslist ad for a "hypersexual electrosoul vocalist with a heart of gold" and submitted some vocal samples. A month later, LCK became a trio.
Meanwhile, Lang [co-lead vocals] was singing classics aboard a Carnival cruise line in the South Pacific. Eventually he ported near San Francisco, and, as chance would have it, LCK was playing a gig at Amnesia SF. Adam and Lang were old high school buddies, so Adam invited him on stage with LCK as a guest vocalist for a few tunes. He set the storied venue aflame with magnificent vocal arpeggios, and quit his job the next day.
Now a quartet, the squad rages on, writing, recording, and producing music and video content from their house in Hancock Park, Los Angeles, California (yes, they all live together, eat together, cook together, make love together). Don’t miss what this eccentric team puts out next...
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Eight speed schwinn on the beach and I’m going naked
I got a tan on my dick man I’m going places
Beauty looking at me funny like she needs some lasik
But I don’t give a crap
I guess I’m constipated
Red one piece
So baywatch
She brought a kingdom
I brought a boom box
But if she thinks that I’m the king
Then I won’t ever have to leave
[Chorus]
We keep on doin’ it
Keep on doin’t it
[Verse 2]
Now I don’t know what I’m doin so I’m gonna fake it
A little johnny walker blue I guess I’m going wasted
And I don’t know if I’m dueling but I got my saber
Cause even Jesus knew his Dad might need to leave him hanging
What would He do if He could see the girl that I see
Cause Aphrodite’s the one delivering me nightly
Gold skin ripped jeans and some nikes
Make me wanna rip em off and start a dynasty
And don’t be fooled by my drool girl i’m so clean
Baleen in the streets but i stay lean
Poutine in the sheets then ice cream
You scream we scream and yeah
[Verse 3]
I do it in my dreams underwater where i still breath
Do it like i’m greek. achilles.
Do it in an instant, triple shot of illy
Maybe won’t do it. Milli vanilli
Sing my own ballads. About my elephant.
DJ khaled. We’re intelligent.
Designer drugs from the netherlands. elegant.
The periodic table of the elements
I don’t do a schedule. i gotta stay flexible
Yoga pose warrior one give me a medal
Skipped two went to three who knew i’m a rebel
Warrior infinity forever, i’m a keep on doin it
I don’t do a schedule. i gotta stay flexible
Yoga pose warrior one give me a medal dude
Skipped through to three who knew i’m a rebel do
Warrior infinity forever, i’m a keep on doin’ it