From the very first utterance of the name ‘Honky Mofo' you will think to yourself; ‘Joke band? No Talent? Bloodhound Gang wannabes' – I can understand this train of thought. However you are forgiven as I can unveil that; while some of that is on occasion true – this record is actually quite deeply layered with samples, musical creativity and an upbeat tongue in cheek humour.
This is the rather oddball yet entertaining creation of Ricky Wolking who wrote and arranged the majority of the songs – bar a couple and the potent cover of; ‘Planet Of Sound'. Honky Mofo possesses a huge collaboration list that must certainly feature a whole host of fellow musicians and friends. Upon hearing this record you can help but be envious of the fun this group of people must have had during the conception of this album. The human beatbox backed redneck hip-hop of; ‘Redneck 2002' is absolutely delightful with the odd country guitar lick and a great original structure. There is plenty of fun being poked at white trash America and with lines like; ‘Yeah, and she's your sister too' it certainly doesn't do so with any degree of good taste.
‘White Cracker Trash' is clever lyrically but is unfortunately let down by a disappointing chorus. Much like the feel good yet forgettable; ‘El Dramino Queen' – that is in some ways saved by its breakdown in the last minute or so. This is in direct contrast with the delightful ballad entitled; ‘Sandra' with plenty of vocal effects and a really melodic progression of catchy melodies. The faux R n' B of; ‘J Lo' is driven by a supremely catchy backing track until the fantastically bouncy chorus kicks in.
Ricky Wolking certainly loves to play around with various genres throughout this record. He also indulges in the odd spoken word joke track. The most memorable being; ‘Honey Donut' as a Japanese internet date explains how her online lover wanted to put his ‘chocolate in her peanut butter'. The fantastic party song; ‘Chocolate' opens with its huge bass vibe and complex but brilliantly written vocal tradeoffs. ‘Sexymamasuperflywhitegirl' is a laid back acoustic track with country influences. Alas it feels way too drawn out at 4 minutes with little changing structurally.
The bounding punk rock of; ‘Zac Crain' & the intense yet unmistakable catchy ‘Monkey Song' bring the record to a fun close. Honky Mofo is an extremely fun record – perfect for parties. While it has its successes and failures there are some extremely distinctive and original songs throughout that are guaranteed to put a smile on your face and a spring in your step. There is an utterly sonic delivery here that will have you jumping for toy – as the talented and creative Mr. Wolking enchants and amuses at almost every turn. Just don't expect a strong overall consistency.
Standout Tracks: ‘Redneck 2002', ‘Chocolate' & ‘J Lo'.
- Liam Thomson (State of Emergency)
|Vroegah toen trokken we opeens onze t-shirts over longsleeves aan. Toen hadden we mutsen op in de zomer en konden we maar niet stoppen met het luisteren naar Check Your Head van de Beasties of naar de UDS. Crossover was helemaal de schnizzlebomdiboobap van die tijd weetje. Jammergenoeg raakten de meeste artiesten compleet de draad kwijt en was er na verloop van tijd geen fuk meer aan. Honky Mofo heeft de draad weer opgepakt en hoebedabelaboebiehoe!!! Fans van de beasties, beck en rage gaan zeker overstag voor meneer Mofo. Niks meer over zeggen en luisteren, echt retevet!
Klinkt als: Beck krijgt klappen van Kid Rock
Als je houdt van: Yeah babe Yeah!!!
- Staff (Luister Retecool)
Is Ricky Wolking a super genius? The jury's out but the man sure knows how to make a killer record. Written, performed and produced by Wolking with a handful of good buds, Honky Mofo is a non-stop sonic party monster. Weezer , 311, Sublime, Beck, Beastie Boys, Smash Mouth, Prince, Kid Rock and Foo Fighters all wield their mega-unit-shifting influence on this industry weasel's wet dream; pick a radio market and Wolking's poised to conquer it. Shit, the guy even covers a Pixies tune! Honky Mofo is wildly eclectic, ruthlessly grooving, relentlessly silly, often profane yet musically sophisticated, even virtuosic; if Frank Zappa came up in the '90s, he'd sound like this. Lotsa bands aim for the bleachers and go down swinging. This mofo swats it into the parking lot.
- Staff (Demo Universe)
|Honky Mofo... the name just rolls off of the tongue
ever so wonderfully. The "Honky Mofo" in
question here is the uber-talented Ricky Wolking, a
somewhat unknown young man whom I consider to be a
rock star in waiting. Honky Mofo is the most surprisingly
pleasing album I have heard in many months, and one
that has owned my CD player for several days.
Wolking seems to take a cue from the mighty Beck,
in that he does several different musical genres,
including soul, rap, rock and pop, yet none of them
sound contrived or stupid. When I speak of Beck,
I'm referring to his Mellow Gold and Odelay albums,
the ones where he seems to show the most musical
diversity. Wolking works in similar fashion on Honky
Mofo, with the most memorable tracks being the melodic
pop-rock of "Sandra," the hilarious rap
of "Redneck 2002" and my personal favorite, "White
Fans of Beck will absolutely go nuts over this album,
as will fans of Dead Milkmen, Barenaked Ladies and
Kid Rock (some of Wolking's rockier stuff kind of
sounds like Kid Rock's rockier songs). The beats
here are big, the guitars are very crisp and clean,
Wolking is both a hilarious lyricist and a really
good singer, and the recording quality is absolutely
stellar. I will be surprised if this guy is still
unknown two or three years from now. I can't recommend
this one enough. Just give it a whirl, and you'll
be shakin' your booty, laughing and totally enjoying
- Daniel Mitchell (ink
|Kimmie and Cristy approached this CD review after
a search for some good haircutting music (don’t
ask). As us Sirens are so apt to do, we found ourselves
side-tracked from the matter at hand into a review
of this eclectic (and did we mention hunky?) artist.
At first listen we heard flashes Prince aka “Sexy
Muther -”, then snippets of Kid Rock, Red Hot
Chili Peppers and even Sugar Ray’s “Someday”.
Honky Mofo is one of those amalgamations of genres
that are seemingly undefinable but booty-shaking worthy.
(In our case, it was JD-drinking worthy) Rounding out
this rocking, stomping, and even hip-hopping CD are
recognizable soundbites from television and film that
make laugh-loving women like us wish we could see what’s
behind that hat!
- Cristy (Score)
Upon first glance, this whole "honky mofo" thing
really rubbed me the wrong way. It seemed stupid,
silly, and a little too self-indulgent. Too much
humor, and not enough music to back it up. I mean,
it's tough enough to make this theme stuff work,
and even harder to pull off the humor in the music,
and make it more than a stupid inside frat joke.
However, after listening to the album- I now think
Ricky Wolking is a friggin' genius!
This album is incredibly new and refreshing. It's
a little Prince, jamming with the Beastie Boys, playing
with Spacehog, Bob Schneider, and Victor Wooten -
and absolutely zero part "suck." The performances
are amazing, the bass playing is awesome (c'mon check
Ricky's credentials) and the songwriting is amazingly
unique. Some of his arrangements are a bit agressive
upon first listen, but others land absolutely spot
on. For example, "J-Lo" is a great, great
pop song. Hoppy and funky - that one stays in my
player, period. It's a full-on hook attack, and if
you enjoy funky, funny pop, you will love this song.
On the flip side, "Planet
of Sound" and "The Monkey Song" end up being more noise than
groove, and only seem to fit due to the highly eclectic nature of the album
to begin with. Other tunes, such as "Franks and Beans" utilize great
sounding drum loops, very funny samples, and inventive background keyboard
sounds to actually do something (gasp!) new. I love it!
Frankly, for some of you, this will take some adjustment
before you can listen to this. But trust me - give
it a chance. This album will stretch you in a good
way, and make you enjoy music again in ways you probably
didn't know you could...at least, not since your
last "Staind" purchase. Oh, and one more
thing, do NOT sit down while listening to this. You
must be standing and ready to shake ass to fully
enjoy this one.
- Mark Walters (Dallastexasmusic.com)
Any record that leads off with redneck rap (that's
so ridiculous it embarrasses the listener) is lucky
to get past track one, but Ricky turns out to be
a man for all seasons: he's equally adept at aping
Korn, Weezer, Smashing Pumpkins, Prince, Beck, N'Sync
and probably some other fabulous radio stars I don't
recognize. He doesn't, however, seem to have much
inclination toward punk, ska, (actual) metal or anything
else that might suggest sending a copy to a mag like
this. Note to Ricky: Honky Mofo is a demo CD. Send
it to record labels, not us.
- Cuss Baxter (Razorcake)
Everything about this package dared me to hate
it. But surprise! Honky Mofo’s debut is a delightfully
raucous, rowdy experience. Perhaps best pegged as
trailer-trash hip-hop, the record is chockfull of
frenetic, sampledelic, self-explanatory tracks like “Redneck
2002” and “Sexymamasuperflywhitegirl.” Check
out the twisted doo-wop of “Sandra,” the
catchy collage “Yes … No … Maybe,” the
Pixies-ish “The Monkey Song” or the driving
fury of “Chocolate” (“I put my
chocolate in your peanut butter!” ). If Beck
were the product of inbreeding, well … Honky
- Rod Lott (Hitch
If we could judge the album based on originality
alone, Honky Mofo would deserve a 5 hands down. The
album is very diverse in sound—including its
usage of instruments, samples, and lyrics. There
is an eclectic mix of songs, ranging from 1950’s-style
sock-hop ballads, jazzy beat-boxing raps, country
guitar jams, and hardcore rock slams. The album gives
you a taste of the array of musical influences that
the lead singer had while migrating around different
trailer parks as an army child.
One of my favorites on the album is Sandra, an Oldie-type lullaby love song,
which is contrasted nicely by more modern electric guitars and a synthesized
wavering of the singer’s voice, similar to the way Kid Rock sounds in
his ballad, Only God Knows Why. If you like Sugar Ray, then you would enjoy
the track, Sexymamasuperflywhitegirl, which sounds almost identical to Sugar
Ray’s hit Someday. The lyrics are original, however, painting the picture
of a man proposing to a girl under the blue Carolina sky on a hot summer day.
The song does take a turn for the worst, however, when it switches gear into
a louder chaotic sound that is antithetical to the rest of the song.
The album also features a few fun songs, which mock
the lifestyle of the stereotypical trailer park redneck,
including Redneck 2002 and White Cracker Trash, where
he spits out lyrics like “My brother’s
got three kids and my sister rides a donkey…” He
also interweaves a variety of samples that lead into
the lyrics making for clever wordplay. For example,
in the song Franks and Beans, you hear the voice-over
of that phrase from the movie There’s Something
About Mary, which is then followed by the lyric, “That
gives you food for thought”.
Where the album falls a little short, is in the
sound of the singer’s voice, which at times
is muffled, screechy and incoherent. And, it could
do with less hardcore metal influence, and more of
a groovy funk persuasion, where the sound mirrors
the styles of Sublime or 311. Overall, I’d
have to say this album is good because it dares to
- Ebony-Anne Smith (Privy
Thirty-seven minutes and 48 seconds of stupid-ass
white cracker trash rap music. I love it. This is
what plastic should be used for. Honkies rapping
and throwin' out rhymes so fly and sick that you'll
feel like shaking your groove thang. If you can resist
movin' to track 9, "Franks & Beans",
you must be in a coma or just really, really white.
- Marty Kelley (Impact
This disc hit like a semi…wait a minute,
I mean a runaway train. Ricky Wolking is the master
mofo, and he’s definitely pure freaking genius.
Wolking is a - 100% trailer park white trash redneck
rap’n straight out of the loony bin - local
boy. You heard me right Honky Mofo is out of Dallas,
and if you buy this CD you’ll be at Mofo’s
every show. Honkey Mofo goes much further than rap
covering every thing from disco to metal. "Sexy
Mama Super Fly White Girl" is like a Sugar Ray,
dreamy guitar top 40 hit, and "Planet Of Sound" and "the
Monkey Song" are industrial punk rockers. There’s
also "J-Lo" a modern day dance number.
All these tunes have great melodies, grooves, riffs
and poetic lyrics, such as on "Zac Crain," the
jingle states, ‘He pioneered the way they write
about shows. Nobody’s ever seen him because
he never goes’. Ricky Wolking is the lord of
the mix and Honkey Mofo is another fine display of
how awesome the Dallas music scene is.
- Angus MacMannus (Harder
Of all the CDs to come across my desk of late, this
one is by far the most fun. Honky Mofo is the creation/alter
ego of one Ricky Wolking, who you might be familiar
with from his time with The Nixons. But you better
just put all that aside, because The Nixons is only
the starting point here. This CD explodes in so many
directions at once, it's nearly impossible to know
where to start.
The beginning will work - 16 seconds of the cutesy
'Cuppy Cake', which swings into 'Redneck 2002' featuring
the goofiest human beatbox since 'Freak On A Leash'.
This one also reveals that Ricky's got some pretty
good flow for a, well, honky. The tone is set - this
entire album is a mix-master of genres and styles,
and the mind-boggling thing is that all the styles
show up all at once.
'El Draino Queeno' welds serious guitar skronk to
pure pop melody, and it's such an inprobable pairing
that it works like a champ. There's a lot of that
sort of stuff on this album - 'Sandra' is reminiscent
of Jellyfish with its 50s-innocent verse and kick-in-the-gut
'Chocolate' takes those peanut butter cup commercials
of a few years ago and turns them into something
nasty. 'Franks & Beans' raises comparisons with
Primus, from both the absurdist lyrics and the Ricky's
slippery bass work, which is top-drawer throughout.
You gotta love an album that has a love song to
J-Lo (called - what else? - 'J-Lo'), bites 'Take
The Money And Run' and Sling Blade, and name-drops
Ace Frehley. But that ain't all! You also get mutant
pop like the Prince-ly 'Sexymamasuperflywhitegirl'
and a cover of The Pixies' 'Planet Of Sound' that
would do Black Francis himself proud. Add stuff like
the psycho-garage rock of 'Monkey Song' and you got
yourself a meal, podna!
The album's closer is 'Zac Crain', about a Dallas
music critic who got on the wrong side of The Nixons,
and Ricky's back-handed 'tribute' has a topping of
sarcasm so thick you can cut it with a chain saw.
If I was a stock broker, I'd give this one a 'strong
buy' recommendation - you're not gonna find this
type of genre-busting, ass-kicking, totally fly shit
in just any trailer park, y'know.
- Don Waller (Blah
I have certain expectations when I stop by the
post office to check Earpollution mail. There will
be the regular packages that aren't addressed to
anyone in particular and there will be the personalized
missives from artists and labels trying to link their
sound up with a specific reviewer's style. As I'm
listening to Honky Mofo's self-titled record, I'm
trying to figure out what signals I've given off
over the years that led Ricky Wolking (the trailer
park mastermind behind this collection of songs)
to decide I was his man.
I'm not saying he missed his mark; I just hadn't
realized I flaunted a soft spot for hillbilly funk
so plainly. The hillbilly in question here has evidently
grown up on the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Beck, and
the Pixies. He starts off Honky Mofo with two anthems
for the double-wide set, "Redneck 2002" and "White
Cracker Trash," and then it is a south of the
border visit while Weezer and the Afghan Whigs play
on the radio for "El Draino Queeno" and "Sandra."
Wolking's influences are all over the map, a dispersion
he attributes to frequent relocations during his
army brat childhood to places like Okinawa, Hawaii,
California, Washington D.C., Florida and Illinois.
The songs will occupy the same place in your heart
where you make room for Mojo Nixon or King Missile
and, just as you think you've got him pegged as a
white-trash wonderboy, he'll pull something like
the Paisley Park-influenced "J Lo" and "Sexymanasuperflywhitegirl" and
actually come off as heartfelt in his adoration.
It's hick-hop really. But with surprisingly good
production values and a certain flair with the cut
and paste function of his editing software. Just
goes to show, you never know what the mail will bring.
There are certainly enough artists out there struggling
to bleed and emote for their art that it is about
time we had a guy who doesn't care much about all
that. Wolking is out to restore some -- well, I was
going to say "dignity" -- to the trailer
park, but that's not the right word. As I listen
to his cover of the Pixies "Planet of Sound," the
word I'm looking for comes to mind. "Enthusiam." My
earholes have been tickled.
- Mark Teppo (Ear
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