The ‘70s funk guitar will forever be synonymous with pornography. Okay, well maybe that’s a stretch but take the phrase Bow-chicka-wow-wow: Every time the universally recognizable chord plays, you can actually hear the words—whether they’re spoken or not. It’s like a muscle reflex The mouthed imitation (bow-chicka-wow-wow) of guitar plucking is quite embedded into American pop culture. I’m trying to recall the last time I heard it, maybe Greg Mottola’s Superbad? When Fogell’s celebratory “chicka chicka yeah” squeals out with excitement over his new Hawaiian drivers licence, beginning his transformation into McLovin and ending with getting some. But then again, I live in NYC and people are usually yelling it on the street, to each other, themselves … anyone.
What represents present day porn music? Dub-step? Rap-rock? I don’t know really, to be honest there are so many genres, it would be hard (not intended, but I did laugh) to narrow it down. And to be honest, not that I’ve seen any lately, but a close friend told me most present day pornos don’t have music.
Last weekend Byronesque launched their two week fashion porn spread at our OCNY 35 Howard street location. With our eyes glued to the racks (did it again) filled with vintage Raf Simons, Helmut Lang, Balenciaga by Nicolas Ghesquiere, Vexed Generation, we asked ourselves—what would the soundtrack be?
And since the duo behind the holy grail of ‘90s vintage never miss a beat, they enlisted close friend and DJ, Iueke, the answer is quite obvious. Iueke has been playing music for more than 20 years, creating sounds for underground parties/raves/ragers with multi-turntable experiences. His musical experiments don’t end there, but have lead to collabs with Aphex Twin and co-founding french label ANTINOTE. Below Iueke unleashes his latest mix titled Aural Sex, made exclusively Byronesque x Oporning Ceremony. If this doesn’t get you in the mood, we don’t know what will.