[This article was published in the Vice Fashion Issue 2010; photos by my boy Tommy Thoms]
After just one album, KillaQueenz are already a rarity in Aussie hip hop. They don’t suck. In fact, Kween G (aka. Gladys) and Belizian Bombshell (aka. Desiree) offer a fresh mix of old-school rhymes and dance-hall infused beats that kick the shit out of most music currently out there. Plus, their live shows are renowned for unleashing the energy of an epileptic fit on stage whilst dressed in clothing louder than you’d see staring at Elton John, directly after ingesting a Peyote Cactus.
We hung out with them on a muggy Monday in Sydney, and in between sweating profusely, drinking a weird array of organic juice and chuckling at Newtown crackhead banter, KillaQueenz took us shopping. It was kind of like going shopping with your girlfriend, except we didn’t get dragged around shops that specialise in handbags made out of some near-extinct species of Amazonian tree frog which cost more than your soul. Even better, we could yell things in crowded areas like “Hey Belizian Bombshell I think that this flourescent pair of space-age sneakers would look rad next time you support Lady Gaga!!” And Belizian Bombshell and Kween G would laugh because they can shop and retain their great sense of humour. Take that girlfriends. We took some photos and chatted about fashion.
