
Chow Chow Disco delivered a subversively surreal deep cut of electro house with their latest odyssey of satire, synaesthesia and style, Mr Moonstache. It’s a cosmos of electrifying eccentricity that sparks to the beat of the Berlin-based duo’s drum machine, a cheeky anthem that amplifies devil-may-care energy to the nth degree. What begins as a retro-futurist groove soon spirals into a sideways disco fable that swerves away from the conventions of electronica.
If you walked into a club and this was slamming through the sound system, you’d feel like you’d stepped into the underbelly of Studio 54 on acid. It’s swanky, seductive, and self-aware without leaning too far into smug parody. Instead, Chow Chow Disco launches listeners into a fantasy where the moon belonged to no one until cameras and corporate ownership came to rewrite history. Mr Moonstache tells the tale of the real first man on the moon—not a speech-giving hero, but a moustachioed dancer who chose rhythm over rhetoric, solitude over spectacle. It’s part absurdist folklore, part clubland rebellion.
With Skyline Sun’s slick production and Mío Ma’s sultry, narrative-charged vocal performance, Chow Chow Disco are pressing hard on the fabric of pop culture and asking listeners to dance through the contradictions.
Mr Moonstache is now available on all major streaming platforms, including SoundCloud.
Review by Amelia Vandergast