The pair were hand raised by Sir Fred Randolph in a basement over in the US of A after being orphaned. Sadly their parents, Lanoi & Sid, went tragically missing after setting off one cold dark evening into the streets of NYC, all that was found were Lanoi’s roller boots discarded in a downtown alleyway.
Dear departed Fred happened to own the local record store that all the cats from the local hood would go to get their soul, funk and house vinyls from way back when. It was here, in the boarded up vinyl emporium of their papa that the pair received their musical education, the music of producers like Todd Terry and MK their lullabies, with every crack and pop etched into their minds like a Porky’s Prime Cut.
That’s the history; the rest is to be heard.
Published: 29th March 2012