Telephoned “Pop Champagne”

Posted on Apr 22nd, 2009 in Downloads by Mr Goldbar

Telephoned was born one night in Brooklyn when our very own Sammy Bananas and his singin’ friend Maggie Horn decided to record their own version of T-Pain’s “Can’t Believe It.” It wasn’t a remix, it wasn’t a cover, but it was fun as hell – we premiered it, and “Can’t Believe It” quickly became a DJ favorite, even making it into mix rotation on Power 106 in LA! “Pop Champagne” is their follow-up, turning Ron Browz’ rap hit into a spacey dancefloor gem (“Bottle service electro meets Triplets Of Belleville” says Ms Horn). More reworks are on their way, but grab this one now thanks to our friends at RCRD LBL.

7 Responses to Telephoned “Pop Champagne”

  1. DJ Puke says:

    HOLY SHIT THAT’S BAD. Not bad means good either but BAD as in a bunch of niggaz from Harlem should run a train on Maggie’s fat ass for making Ron Browz sound so gay

  2. DJ Barf says:

    puke u madd doggie

  3. [...] productions, including remixes for Thunderheist and Passion Pit, as well as a new remake from his Telephoned project, so stay [...]

  4. [...] The latest cover-not-cover from Telephoned (Sammy Bananas & Maggie Horn) is this weirdly poppy take on “Turn My Swag On,” with guest vocals from Teli of Ninjasonik, a man with one of the better Twitter names out there. Download it here and grab other Telephoned tunes here. [...]

  5. Fashen says:

    Both tracks are dope! Telephoned in 09

  6. SOXXI says:

    OK First of all, all their songs sound like something off a KIDS BOP CD. Where is the freakin creativity?!??!?!!? Is your name telephoned b/c all the artist you ripped of called you b/c they want they shit back?!?!?

    barf

  7. DISAPPOINTED says:

    I had the supreme mistfortune of watching “Telephoned” open for Chromeo yesterday. I have no idea who both of those hacks are blowing to get on a national tour with ANYONE. I’ve never been so upset by a musical act. I’ve seen shitty bands; tons and tons of them, actually. I’ve heard horrible singing as I crossed the globe alongside a bunch of guitar weilding, talentless hippies. But nothing has ever offended me like Maggie Horns performance. She was a greasy, cracked out mess, and what she was doing on stage was an insult to music.
    I really tried to give Telephoned a chance. I even stuck around through the whole performance hoping it would get better. By the end, I was watching like it was a car wreck. DJ Sammy explained their musical style as “Taking a popular beat and Maggie sings new words over it”. What they meant was that they played OTHER PEOPLES MUSIC while a staggering and sloppy mess stumbled around the stage panting breathlessly and incoherently into the microphone. And I’m being completely understated here. This girl was LITERALLY on drugs. I tried to figure out the cocktail the entire time, because well, fuck, she looked like she was having a good time. I finally settled on it having to be a bit of Ketamine, probably some heroin and definitely a mickey or two of whiskey.
    Looking around the crowd, I knew I wasn’t the only one who was baffled by this performance. Most girls had their jaws dropped, probably because of the RIDICULOUS “dance moves” Maggie was drunkenly attempting. This stuff was like the Acid Rock dance routine on downers. The look on everyone’s face in the crowd was similar- a mix between disgust and utter disbelief. I even saw several people in the middle of mouthing, “What the fuck?”.

    THIS WAS THE WORST EVENT OF MY LIFE. I HATE YOU MAGGIE HORN.

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