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>> NYC’s Non-Phixion has the music thing down, leaving them more time for European women

by SCOTT C

You may not be familiar with the names of Ill Bill, Sabac Red, Goretex and DJ Eclipse, but they probably don’t even care. For years, this collection of New York’s finest have been tearing new ones for soft MCs with their blend of 100 per cent raw, next-level lyrics and the beats of in-house production genius Necro, making all other cats look silly. It’s true, you may have heard the name Non-Phixion in the same breath as DJ Premier, Large Professor, Obscure Disorder or maybe even BangBus, but until you’ve heard a few tracks from their new LP The Future Is Now, I’m afraid you’re still asleep. The Mirror spoke to everybody over the phone except DJ Eclipse, who was vacationing in the Bahamas.

Mirror: You realize you’ll have to speak up because this is a conference call.
Ill Bill: Dude, I’m fucking screamin’ on ya. I’m basically screaming my lungs out right now.
Sabac: We in the rap zone, homey.
IB: Yeah, we in the rap zone! Can you hear us?

M: Yep. What’s your schedule like these days? I bet your phone hasn’t stopped ringing since your LP came out.
IB: Our schedule is fucking disgusting.
S: We need a secretary, preferably Russian.
IB: What’s this for again?

M: The Montreal Mirror.
IB: Oh, yeah. You get a lot of rap music in that paper?

M: Yeah, we do all right.
IB: You got shit about European prostitution rings? Because I’d like to talk about Hungarian women.

M: Why’s that?
S: They rule.

M: So, what, have you got some Hungarian friends in New York, or have you been to the Czech Republic as of late?
IB: Naw, man, it’s a European thing. They drink Margaritas and listen to Non-Phixion.

M: This is a niche fan-base?
IB: Oh yes, certainly. Actually in London, two Czech Republic dissidents, women of course, got into a fistfight in the first row of our show.
S: You’re laughing, but they were rippin’ each other’s hair out.
IB: We were doing a freestyle over that Puffy track, the “I Need a Girl Remix”—y’know the one with Ginuwine—and they fuckin’ lost it. This is an alternative paper, right, Scott? The Montreal Hasidic community won’t be reading this, will they?

M: Who knows? How tight are you guys with the Beatnuts?
IB: I’m on their new album. They were on our album, now me over there, those guys are our homies.

M: I heard the new single yesterday, but I didn’t love it.
IB: Wait till you see the video, you’ll change your mind. Botta-bing! Lemme tell you something. The only thing better than a Hungarian woman is a Brazilian woman.

M: Break it down for me.
IB: I think Brazilian women are more into anal. That’s saying a lot, Scott, because Eastern European women love anal!
S: They love the ATM.
IB: What do you know about “ass to mouth,” Scott?

M: (laughing)
IB: I mean, the women in Montreal look good, but I don’t know about them sexually because I haven’t had any luck up there. Maybe this time. :

With Beatnuts at Aria on Saturday, Sept. 28, 2am, $25

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