In the course of a 75-minute throttling, the cute (if unfortunately shorn) couple and their creepy mixmaster, DJ Hi-Tek – who lorded over the stage in a twisted rubber mask and a hairy hump of shoulders – covered “360 de-fuckin’-grees” of rap’s basest impulses. 'Silence of the Lambs': The Complete Buffalo Bill Story 'Silence of the Lambs': 'It Broke All the Rules' Questions such as: what, exactly, lies “beyond the pale”? Who’s to blame when art gets this purposefully ugly – the performer or the culture? And if you insist enough times that you’re onto “some next-level shit,” does it become the truth? tour in support of their second album, Ten$ion. (Though nominally a hip-hop act, Die Antwoord come across like a gold-capped, dual-gendered Sex Pistols with, uh, flow.) The band, whose name means “The Answer” in Afrikaans, raised some big, entertaining questions Friday at the Paradise Rock Club in Boston, the second night of their current U.S. Like so much provocative performance, resistance is futile. As the comically defiant faces of Die Antwoord, the electro-rap pranksters from the hybrid gutter culture of Cape Town, these two characters have created a patently offensive, and currently quite popular, brand of performance art that must feel like robbing a bank.
The opening of the joke – “Two penises rob a bank” – spoke volumes about the man who delivered it, the Charlie Chan-ishly mustached South African provocateur who calls himself Ninja, and his dead-eyed pipsqueak sidekick, who answers to Yo-Landi Vi$$er. Few in the crowd seemed to hear the punchline, not that it mattered much.
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