5 cuts that make Frank & Tony undeniably from Brooklyn (other than the fact that they like pour over coffee)


Both together and through their solo work, Frank & Tony (a.k.a Francis Harris and Anthony Collins) have steadily been securing themselves in the hearts of music lovers who veer more toward the melodic side of house music. They have released six EPs via their Scissor & Thread imprint, an independent label that explores downtempo and intricate productions alongside more punchy, synth-heavy and techy numbers.

Their debut album, You Go Girl, came out in November of last year, and features Frank & Tony at their best. The LP works as a soundtrack to sunny days with friends, or at the beginnings of a long after-hours stint. The pair aimed to capture the atmosphere of Punch Drunk Love (their monthly Brooklyn party) in the album, also giving credit where it’s due to Basic Channel, Detroit and New York house.

After revelling in You Go Girl and our ever-growing curiosity for the series of Punch Drunk Love parties, we chatted to Frank & Tony about what it really is like being from Brooklyn. The boys decided to curate a somewhat playful playlist for us, carefully selecting the five cuts which aren’t from the area per sé but, if dropped in a set, would instantly prove that you’re a Brooklynite through and through. As spotted in the title, the satire of being a Brooklyn hipster is definitely the running theme here. Although these five tracks indeed have influenced Francis and Anthony. The moral of the story here is that it’s still fun to make a mockery of hipsters.

Frank & Tony play Gottwood Festival 2015 this June.

Slint – ‘Washer’
The quintessential late night on the record player single, sad first year at college and working at a vegan cafe anthem.

Roedelius – ‘Kamee’
Perfect art school girl bait.

Pharaoh Sanders – ‘The Creator Has a Master Plan’
When someones asks if we are religious.

Los Crudos – ‘Asesinos’
If you want to see the deterioration of the family unit in less than 1:02.

Marcellus Pittman and Theo Parrish – ‘African Roots’
When someone says there is no such thing as classics.

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