Geordie Kieffer doesn’t fuck around. The impish self-proclaimed “God Father of Agro Pop” writes hard core pop bangers that bark and bite, drawing influence from both his questionable past and the city-wide playground of his L.A. hometown. His sound is something novel: a sexxy and comedic dark romp through Pop, Hip-Hop and Electro that dives head first into your brain, and just won’t get out. Like an oddly charming, outlaw dwelling on the outskirts of pop music, Geordie Kieffer is dangerous, and oddly refreshing. His music will no doubt inspire fist fights and flirtation, anger and elation – and straight up melodic infatuation.