HiTech Wants to Melt the Club and Serve It Back Raw
Shot by Yolosagent
Interview by Diego Putto
“No. I mean, we kinda like this chaos.”
That’s what King Milo from HiTech said when we offered to grab an Uber and take them somewhere more photogenic in Milan.
We met them the day of their live set at Gatto Verde, at the end of the first day of Terraforma Exo. It was Saturday afternoon, just a few hours before the show, and we found ourselves wandering around Via Ripamonti, with no real location for the shoot — just holding a giant joint made of paper. Then HiTech showed up: Milf Melly, 47 Chops, and King Milo.
The shoot happened right there, in the street, between shuttered storefronts and parked scooters. The interview followed immediately after, recorded inside a local bar while haveing a few beers. What you’re about to read is the raw transcription of that moment — full of interruptions, jokes, wild tangents.
What came out is a blazing stream of club culture, anime, shrooms, strip clubs, imaginary samples, and post-rave dreaming. A wild and honest account of how HiTech wants to melt the cracks of contemporary culture and bring the party back where it belongs: to the center.
DIEGO: Ladies & Gentlemen today we are here with HiTech.
MILF MELLY: Hey what up dawgs? That’s Milf Melly.
47 CHOPS: 47 Chops.
KING MILO: King Milo.
DIEGO: Let’s start with the most obvious questions… like how did you guys meet each other?
KING MILO: We met each other at a sex party sex party called Pound Town, on the West Side of Detroit.
DIEGO: And who came up with the HiTech name? Are you guys, like, highly technological or is there a backstory behind this?
KKING MILO: These n****s with tech for sure, but it’s a little bit more of a backstory. I’m going to let my man Smooth Willy take over.
MILF MELLY: Hey, they call me Smooth Willie. Well, I’m going to try my best not to stutter. If I do, don’t judge me.
DIEGO: Yeah, don’t worry.
MILF MELLY: Oh, no, that’s why they call me Smooth Willie. OK. I can’t stutter. Meanwhile, it was just somebody who was in the room with the OG. He was like, y’all n****s doing things in a different kind of way.
It was just like, OK, but we called our tape Hi-Tech because when we first linked up before we linked up with Chops, you know, after the events, set events, and then we kind of like called the tape Hi-Tech and then we just swapped names because our name was something else. And we we flipped the script.
DIEGO: I mean, obviously, like we know Detroit for the music culture. Who were your myth or legends growing up? Also the people that shaped your sound, you know, your vision.
47 CHOPS: Man, shout out to Godfather Man, Assault, Rashad, rest in peace. Snowflake, Dion, rest in peace. DJ Funk, Tech Life, shout out to them. Rest in peace, Funk.
DIEGO: I’ve never been to Detroit, but like if I go there, what’s the places you recommend I go to first?
KING MILO: You gotta go to the booty club.
47 CHOPS: It’s a good place where asses are shaking and you get some great food.
KING MILO: Oh, I thought you were gonna say “where asses are shaking and you get some bacon”
Everybody laughs.
DIEGO: I have to admit it, I didn’t know about you guys before the Terraforma schedule came up. So I did a little research and the first thing that came out when I googled you is that HiTech wants to save club culture. At least for me, in my experience, I got away with club culture for the bottle service circus and that kind of stuff, and turned into like more ravy parties. But you want to go a bit beyond this binary discussion. How do you feel about this? What’s up for the next generation?
KING MILO: We’re melting barriers. Everything that’s going on right now, because you see how we had to compartmentalize. Like you were saying, it had to go a little more underground and then come back on top and just be like, yo, I had to separate myself from the club culture because you know what it is. And we appreciated everything that was with it, but it was just messing everything up. It was like messing up the ecosystem and shit. But we trying to reintegrate these things, because everything that was in the club culture was toxic, like not knowing people, standing around and not getting the music. Not learning, people not dancing it’s just making people a little more ill and a little more sick. But like if we can bridge that gap and let them see that this can happen, the fun we’re having over here at these raves, at these illegal parties and these other things and blah blah blah we can have that shit back here at the club where n****s be playing hip-hop and pop and all that shit like that lounges and shit and then we can just like bring the party back; as long as the party is there everything’s gonna be good.
DIEGO: So the club culture is like living a rebirth era. I love that.
DIEGO: And if someone opened your laptop right now what’s the last step they would find?
KING MILO: Porn.
MILF MELLY: HotMom.com.
47 CHOPS: Looking at some food.
KING MILO: Anime.
DIEGO: What kind of anime?
KING MILO: Jujutsu Kaisen. Hum, a normal bitch.
DIEGO: When was the last time you had the perfect date?
KING MILO: Last time I masturbate? This motherfucking morning. Had to wake up!
Everybody laughs.
DIEGO: No, no. The last time you had the perfect date!
KING MILO: The perfect date? Ahh Yeah. Oh, bro, bro, bro. Date. Yeah. Yeah. Last time I had the perfect date, I was in Detroit. My friend, she came in from New York. And, you know, I call her my friend because we have to be friends first. And definitely we went to Primer Proper. I took her around to a speakeasy right around the corner from Primer Proper. We had some steak and shit. And she was beautiful. And then she met my motherfucking cousins. It was my cousin’s birthday. And they came in and we all had drinks for as much as we could. And then the rest of my cousins couldn’t get in. So she got to see me in drama. It was beautiful.
MILF MELLY: It was on my birthday. Uh, I took shorty to Ohop.
DIEGO: When’s your birthday?
MILF MELLY: Oh, May 16th.
DIEGO: Okay
MILF MELLY: Original house of pancakes. That’s what it’s called. Went to Ohop. Then I went bowling with these n****s. Then after that we had, uh, had went to the zoo. And then after that, I took some shrooms, then went to the Canadian strip club, got freaked out, and stayed in the car.
47 CHOPS: Shit, a good date, man, in the city. Take a shorty to the movies. Out to eat, and back to the crib. Something light and simple. Not too romantic.
KING MILO: Listen, he’s just trying to give up that pickle. He a Mr. Pickle Giver.
MILF MELLY: Pickle Rick! Pickle Rick!
Everybody laughs.
DIEGO: Are you a fan of Rick and Morty?
MILF MELLY: Hell yeah! I got a tattoo, you wanna see? (Stands up and points at his bum.)
Mariavittoria breaks through the interview: Really? Yes!
MILF MELLY: Nah, fuck it.
KING MILO: I’ve been flirting all this time, and you getting the ass seen!
A few seconds of silence…
KING MILO: I’m insecure.
Everybody laughs.
DIEGO: If you guys could sample any like non-musical sound in the world which could be? Anything, like a building collapsing, or your mama yelling ,whatever. What would you sample any noise?
MILF MELLY: A pack of hyenas.
KING MILO: A elephant blowing his trunk.
47 CHOPS: For me, I say people running through the forest, jumping off into the lake. Wow. Very poetic. Damn.
DIEGO: Is there one thing people completely misunderstand about high tech like is there a myth you’d like to kill about you guys?
KING MILO: I think because we met at an orgy they all thought that we was just around sucking and fucking each other. And that’s just not the case, you know? Like I love these n****s, you know? I’m sure in some lifetime I would have sucked and fucked them or something. We all pretty and doing our thing. We handsome and shit. But like, that’s just not happening. It’s not going to happen. It’s not what we into. But these n****s sure do know how to fuck. I know that. Ain’t that right, boys?
Everybody laughs and starts giving high fives.
DIEGO: Finish the sentence. “High-tech is best experienced when…”
MILF MELLY: Freshly fucked.
KING MILO: Ready to be fucked.
47 CHOPS Or freshly plucked.