One More Day w/ Lloyd (WMC Edition)

Starting off with an extendo-mission to get my man's station up and running w/ a live broadcast from Bar/PS14, I'll let Lloyd tell the rest via his Twitter:

[You gotta kinda read this from the bottom up to get it chronologically.]

Follow him.

And a big fail stamp on the heads who not only didn't look out for us at Diddy's soiree, but put the block up. Ya'll were on that luke-warm pee-in-a-pool shit!

Organized Konfusion - Prisoners of War

Ibiza by 2010

I've long flirted with the dream of retiring after playing Ibiza.  It doesn't need to be any fancy sort of massive foam-filled lazer-lit extravaganza; any ol' dingy bar, or even a parking lot, would be fine.  Just get me there, and its a wrap! 

That said, I, by way of nothing to do with me, have taken one giant step towards reaching my dream.  Apparently Santogold is performing at WMC's centerpiece event, Ultra Music Festival.  I've never been to a single one, but they seem to spend $70 billion every year, so it must be good.

Anyways, so sure playing Ultra isn't the ecstasy-induced hopscotch towards Ibiza that would garner a flight and slot, but . . .  last weekend, after getting a flyer on my car, I saw that we're scheduled to play the Main Stage; and more important than just playing in front of 30,000(+) Ed Hardy/Hardylettes with inflatable beach balls, is the headliner for the main stage.  

The very same day, on the very same stage, maybe even with the very same turntables *gasping blush*, is none other than the grand god of everything God deemed godly, Mr. Hands In The Sky And Touch Heaven:  

TIESTO!!!

Sunrise indeed kind sir

So yes, as of now, I'm officially boys with Tiesto.  Update the Myspace.

I'm kinda getting nervous just thinking about what I could possibly talk to him about.  Its like meeting your long-lost-brother on an episode of Maury; I mean T-dawg and I are basically two peas in a pod, nearly identical.  We can talk build-ups and breakdowns in G-sharp rather than F, handing out Lambo's with diamond-encrusted keys, having our water imported from Antarctica, and every other common-day occurrences for trend-leaders like us.

So basically after we rekindle what we've always known was there (I saw him once in NYC ~'01; I nodded), I fully expect The T-meister to take me along to his next 16-hour set in Ibiza.  

If for some reason this doesn't pan out because I've got to dip early, Lloyd and I have an Ibiza tour scheduled in 2010. Get on board now, before Ministry of Sound releases our legendary mix.

Throwbackbackback to Lloyd when he was 15 song

War Stories (Part 3: Fatality!)

NYC in the summer is always a good time.  Thankfully yesterday was our first night-off since these Santogold dates started.  

I get the "Everyone you know will be there, and your an idiot if you don't come," phone call from Lloydski regarding this party/rave/fest at a Bushwick art-space/loft thing that him and EggFoo were djing at.

"It goes from 10 to 10, and I've got the opening slot."


So I go.


And, . . . man, . . . . . . that shit was out of control!  I mean, you get a good party like that once in a summer.  It was just a slaughter-fest!

The best part of it, was that EggFoo was the impetus.  That dude held it down.  I haven't seen him kill a party like that since the Ill Sessions days.  But not even.  Well, here's some video that my dodgy camera tried filming.  You can't really make out how large the space was, but a good 800+ people were upstairs.  Lloyd had bought 300 shitty ass whistles and passed em out. EggFoo brought a smoke-machine and his 303; and I guess Woody brought the siren (all crucial elements to a good BK party!).



The two big songs of the night:

"Hey there."

The first Nick Hook dropped, South Beach staple, Bob Sinclair's "World Hold On".  I'm so glad I caught this shit on video - cuz around 0:23 you're about to see the best thing Lloyd has done in the last 24 hours.




Then, two/three songs before Adrian was set to swap with Junior Sanchez, he dropped [@ 0:33]:

"He can't hear you, he's in the zoooone!"

I jumped on the 303, Woody on the siren, and then I called rewind on that shit!!! **Destruction**



Good times.







And this is random vid of setting up for our show:

Flyer Fodder Spotted

Having done graphic design for a bunch of years now, I'm always interested in spotting the source materials people steal/borrow for their work; much the same as when I was 18 going through 126 Bob James albums looking for Beastie Boys samples.

Now, I did a good bit of googling for the finished flyer, but to no avail.  The event featured Lloydski at PS14 doing a disco set.  If you missed it, maybe the designer will post up the OG in the comments. 

*Edit: The link is in the comments.

Regardless, here's the album cover the piece was ripped from:



Just imagine Lloyd's head on there.  



Nice fit.

But, to do you one better, here's a rip of Captain Sky's album.  Enjoy.

Continuing on Lloyd, he was just down here this past weekend, djing at Poplife in the 'Red Room' --- also known as the 'other room where you go when its too packed/loud/annoying in the main room'.  Aside from Benton and myself, it was a fairly lukewarm reception, despite him dropping some really good tracks.

Here's one of em that you most likely missed; unless you are either the guy or girl that was enjoying a serious makeout sesh in the corner.  Yes, we were watching.

Force Of Nature - Afroshock

And just cause I can, here's the 'alternate' take on a classic:

West Phillips - (I'm Just A) Sucker For A Pretty Face (Alternate)

WMC Recap - Wednesday

RPS, or "Rock, Paper, Scissors" for the squares, is the oldest game in history(*starting from when scissors were invented).   

I wouldn't refer to myself as the 'best' at RPS, but i'd consider myself above-you.  

So, late on Wednesday night (read: Thursday ~10am), I've ended up at the Mad Decent apartment, sitting around a table w/ Sandwich Boy Naeem, Unemployed Lloyd, and 'Nother Drink Switch.  Naturally, as is the case when dealing with such ardent enthusiasts of filling up time, RPS comes up in conversation.  

Switch has never played before, so he's instantly cast-out of the competition.  Naeem was into the 3-way tournament, but pretty much got scared away when me & Lloyd started clearing off the table and spacing out the chairs 'The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly' style.

In an amateur attempt at scaring off his last challenger, me, Lloyd brings out the cash.

*Tsk, tsk*

Little did he know who he was messing with.  

The bet had started off at a respectable $5, but I 'only' had a $10; so naturally, we got locked into a best-of-3 $20 winner-take-all-loser-gets-blogged-about match.

The crowd gathers around the table and the intensity begins.  

If you haven't played RPS for money in a while . . . . it'll get you on that 'next' level.  

First comes the trash-talk.  You try to psych-out the opponent, while psyching yourself up.  Lloyd is pulling the "Oh, I got you son!" chatter.

Next, when you are both ready to get down to business, you enter the Staredown.

Here, you try to get a little read on your opponent.  Is he the type of guy that'll throw Rock first?  (*Note: 90% of newbies throw Rock first.)   

But wait, he's putting up money, so he's probably going to go for the Scissors; knowing that I would throw Paper to beat a newbie's Rock.  But then I would have to counteract with Rock; but maybe he already figured that in.  Et cetera.

First Round: I beat him w/ Paper.

* What a sucker, is he that weak that he pulled the Rock out on the first-round?!

Intensity grows, and now Lloyd wants to raise the bet.  

Well, I don't have any more money . .  but Switch does!!  He covers my $10 increase, and now we're at $40 --- plus, I've got a crucial 1-0 advantage.    

10 minutes after more trash-talking and pacing around the room, I ruthlessly put Lloyd out of his misery with another Paper.  A clean 2-0!!  You can just feel the disgrace haunting his dreams:

Who gwan test me now?!?

Trouble Andrew, that's who.  

We strike up a match over lunch @ The Delano.  This guy plays with some weird Canadian rules, where instead of 1-2-3-Shoot!, its just 1-2-Shoot!  That nonsense fucked w/ my head and I lost 6-5 in an 11-round rapid-fire match.

Here's vid of Mr. No-Shame beating up on his girlfriend.


Solid Groove - Pat Pong (Remix)


No idea where I got this from, but here you go:
Master Kev & Scott Wozniak - String Thing (KW Griff Remix)


Herbie Hancock - Bring Down The Birds
- Sampled & used in Deee-Lite's party classic "Groove Is In The Heart"

Winter Music Conference - SUNDAY

One More Day Family Reunion (vol. 17) is going down during Conference.  

Of course, after most WMC-attendees begin to call it a wrap(also known as wet blankets), its only natural OMD throws a party .  Expect any of our family thats in town to drop by.  I know its A-Trak's b-day that night.  It's also Craze's last night in Miami for a long while so I know he's coming through.  I probably shouldn't really blow up everyone else's schedule; but expect some very special guests!!!  

Written up in the latest Flavorpill.

Party's gon be @ Purdy Lounge, and its FREE!!!!!  

[*Note: For WMC badge holders it's $20 and -2 guestlist(you and 2 friends leave)].  

$2.50/beer.  You can try to beat it, but you'll fail.

  

For those not from Miami - this is the best weekly party in Miami, hands-down!  Infuse that with a roster of invite-only OMD DJ's/Artists/Family, and you've got a Nick Nolte vs. Gary Busey Stare-Down right before a Kurt Russell vs. Patrick Swayze Hair Shakedown!!(yes, THAT awesome).

There are also rumors of a national cash-prize arm-wrestling contest goin down.  More details TBA.

Steaming Disco Tune
Larry Wood - Pumping Iron (Dim's Edit)


Still playing down here:
DJ Khaled & 305 - Bitch I'm From Dade County

Playing during WMC:

Laidback Luke - Krispy Belly

Vinyl Rip (Part 1 of 1)

All my shit is in storage -- but when I was proactive at the old crib, before living here(scroll down) I recorded a couple tracks off vinyl. This track is Jimmy James Thomas' funky "I Can't Dance". It's on a bunch of compilations; and has been reissued a couple times -- but here you get it lazy point-n-click style.



There's an edit of this song floating around as well -- if you've got it -- hook it up.