The Hood Internet
Friday, July 2
The scene at the Bell House Friday night could’ve easily been mistaken for a totally rad Bar Mitzvah: A dance floor filled with boys and girls not touching, but rather dancing in circles around each other (some were even shoeless) to songs like “Whoomp! (There It Is)” and Soulja Boy, a well-lit atmosphere with neon-blue party lights and lots and lots of punch. And by punch, I mean alcohol. That’s just the sort of get-down-with-yourself-and-wile-out-like-you’re-still-that-prepubescent-kid-who-doesn’t-give-a-fuck-what-anyone-thinks-of-his-dancing vibe that the Hood Internet tends to provide.
The Chicago duo of Aaron Brink (a/k/a ABX) and Steve Reidell (a/k/a STV SLV) have been doing their thing at big-time music festivals like Lollapalooza and South by Southwest for the past couple years. And although their “indie rock meets hip-hop meets the ’80’s meets the ’90s meets 2010” style (keep up with their endless flow of mashups here) is reminiscent of peers like Flosstradamus or Girl Talk, Hood Internet’s set tonight made it clear they’ve got something those others don’t: modesty. They don’t add any unnecessary bells and whistles to their shows; they don’t try to glorify what they do or insist that they’re “artists.” They kept it real with plain T-shirts and regular jeans, even sharing a couple Heinekens with their soon-to-be crowd before the set. And with clever mashups of songs like Rihanna’s “Rude Boy” and Cyndi Lauper’s “Girls Just Wanna Have fun,” the set was innocent and fun, like one giant playlist of every guilty pleasure I secretly dance to in the car. Even though I tried to resist at first, I couldn’t help but embrace the Top 40 corniness and get down, just like everyone else there.