Mashup maestros Bareback Titty Squad have delivered on their promise to simultaneously tickle your nostalgia and destroy your childhood, releasing their ten minute medley of Disney tunes, dubbed The Bareback World Of Disney.
The same squad who last year played an entire triple j Hottest 100 in 30 minutes, have now thrown themselves into the wonderful world of Disney, mashing up beloved childhood classics like Aladdin’s A Whole new World, Beauty & the Beast’s Be Our Guest and Marry Poppins’ Chim Chim Cher-ee into a terrifying, childhood memory destroying ten minute medley.
To achieve this massive task, the band left the confines of their studio and ventured into the wild, filming across various Victorian vistas to try and replicate the settings most appropriate to the songs they’re performing. Think caves, ballrooms and pride rock.
They even took to the snowy mountains to reenact the tragic Bambi death scene, striking at the heart of that traumatic childhood experience we’ve all attempted to suppress. Hold onto your ears, Mouseketeers and if you’re strong enough to handle it, check out the impressive feat in The Bareback World of Disney video below.
Readers can also scroll through the gallery below where the Bareback Titty Squad themselves take us behind the scenes of the making of the Bareback World Of Disney video. BBTS will also be setting out on a national tour this summer in support of their new release. See all the Bareback Titty Squad On Ice tour dates below.
Watch: The Bareback World of Disney
Gallery: The Making Of The Bareback World Of Disney
Bareback Titty Squad On Ice Tour Dates
Friday, 12th December 2014
Mynt Lounge, Werribee NSW
Saturday, 13th December 2014
The Toff In Town, Melbourne
Wednesday 17th December 2014
The Cambridge Hotel, Newcastle
Thursday, 18th December 2014
Rad Bar, Wollongong
Friday, 19th December 2014
El Topo Basement, Sydney
Saturday, 20th December 2014
Transit Bar, Canberra
Friday, 9th January 2015
Karova Lounge, Ballarat
Saturday, 10th January 2015
Music Man Megastore, Bendigo
Friday, 16th January 2015
Allhambra Lounge, Brisbane
Saturday, 17th January 2015
The Factory, Maroochydore
Sunday, 18th January 2015
Broadbeach Tavern, Gold Coast
Monday, 26th January 2015
The Loft, Warrnambool
The Bareback World Of Disney
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Bandgoodtimes
Hanging Rock, Macedon National Park: The Lion King. G’day Music Feeds readers, can you keep a secret? Yesterday the most harrowing piece of music journalism flooded our newsfeeds; Mick Jagger and his crusty band of misfits (ie; The Rolling Stones) had cancelled their seminal Victorian show at Hanging Rock, leaving Melbourne and regional Victorian fans out to dry. This was an injustice, and we weren’t going to stand for it. -
Overlookinghangingrock
Considering we had our entire shoot booked in the Grampians, with rangers and park officials no less, this was going to be tight. But the Bareback Titty Squad was not unfamiliar with danger and before long we found our way on the road towards Hanging Rock to appease all 20,000 miffed punters. -
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Admittedly, we only came across one miffed punter, though it’s safe to assume that the acid she took at Strawberry Fields 2013 hadn’t quite worn off yet. -
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Cue lugging half a tonne of band gear and film equipment up to the peak of Hanging Rock five times over before commencing a rigorous day of sunburn, heat exhaustion and forgetting pretty important lyrics - welcome to a day in the life of a BBTS shoot. -
Takingthepiss
Highlights included blood, sweat and our guitarist Miles’ mouse ears hurtling off his head and far down the steep rock face during a particularly lively rock-out, culminating in a timely reminder of how dangerous this was, and how stupid we were…it was time to relocate. -
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Sandy Point, South Gippsland: Aladdin. "DANGEROUS TERRAIN: DO NOT PASS IN VEHICLE". The sign read easily enough; a harrowing warning justified by a vast expanse of seemingly endless golden sand disappearing over the horizon. -
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Still, it wasn’t a BBTS shoot without a liberal dose of stupidity, so before anyone could say, “I really dunno about this one guys” we were headed far beyond the precariously picketed signage and into the sandy abyss, all from the safety of our drummer Carey’s shitbox station wagon. What could possibly go wrong? -
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CRUNCH! LURCH! FIZZLE! POP! We were bogged. Bad. Stuck 2 feet under and half way to the Agrabah desert with nothing but an infinite sea of white to provide comfort. It was apparent that if a the shoot was to happen, it would to happen then and there. -
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Naturally, we pulled out a six pack of tinnys and proceeded to physically exhaust ourselves hours on end miming to Aladdin classics under an unforgiving mid-afternoon sun in the makeshift desert. This was survival, after all. -
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Stranger’s front yard, Wilson’s Promontory National Park: The Jungle Book. 5am. Bloodshot eyes. On the road again with a carload of equipment and a not-yet-hangover’s worth of liquid confidence; today was the day we took on the jungle. The further we drove however, the bleaker things looked. It became quickly apparent that our bass player Cal’s last minute Google image search had completely mislead us - of course there was no fucking Jungle in Victoria! -
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Taking on the automatic role of ‘bitch for the day’, Cal had some explaining to do. There was no appeasing a cheated bunch of seedy musicians misplaced hours from home against their will. That was, until a beacon of hope shone itself from a particularly lush looking fern tree-addled drive way of what appeared to be a private residence on the side of the highway. -
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Clutching at straws (or was it cigarettes?), the call was made and the stage was now set for a highly illegal “Break, enter and shoot”. That’s shooting with cameras guys, please, a call which would eventuate in some truly palpable moments of stealth and espionage worthy of putting an (albeit very low-budget) 007 flick to shame. Fuck ‘em. This is art -
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And art we made, in the form of 3 sweaty hipsters dressed as mouseketeers on crack performing a drum and bass rework of The Jungle Book in a complete strangers drive way on the side of a road without permission. Ian Fleming eat your heart out.
