1 of the 4 girls from out of town that I looked forward to linking up with during WMC that I failed do to so with is the homegirl Jess Jubilee. Last year's WMC was mostly memorable for the rampage that she, Darko and I (plus other unmentionables [<-for sake of careers and bright futures]) brought upon The Standard Hotel after-hours.
Of the tracks she listed, I'm 90% unfamiliar; I think I've heard 'maybe' one of them before, but that might've been a remix. But that's what friends/charts are for, no?!? Now Jess, use them internets and lets get some transfers going.
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.]
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!
Not much to say except it was relatively a bore. A lot of DJ's playing the same exact songs, the return of ravers (candy or otherwise), the thin line between the horrible house I hate that Tiesto plays and the generic sound that is all too common right now that not only sounds like womp womp, but in 2 years, will make me think of the trumpet sound in old 40's comedy movies, when things just didn't work out.
The upside to it all was that I got to see some people I don't get to see too often and had a nice time with them, even got to know some people a bit more. It was also nice to see some people incorporating an art show into a music event, and even more so one that I actually like. It was also nice to see some people take initiative, show some spontaneity and bum rush events, perform one song, and confuse the hell out of alot of people, as those crazy German friends of mine, Klaus & Ulrich, did. No one was really ready for that to happen.
Anyway, here's a parting gift, laughs courtesy of our friend DJ Huggs who, after getting back to the house around 9am, found the door locked so he decided to get cozy with our friends, the staircase. outside. In the sun. outside. Until about 1pm. mmmm. sweet staircase.
felix & jarvis plus a fantasy. double super special post to welcome in the coming week. i just woke up and realized its almost 5 pm i think this has got to be the latest ive ever woken up not doing anything the night before. i hope th rest of the week does not follow up with days like this. im kind of loking forward to next week but i am also not really all that excited. hopefully fI dont really have anything to say about the mp3s im sharing here, aside that felix n jarvis are one of my favorite late 70s/ 80's era artists i decided to post both tracks as a follow up to danny and induces mixtape. i hope you all enjoy at the expense of me not finding any parking next week. holla atcha boy fantasy- you're too late instrumental @320 felix and jarvis- jam the house instrumental edit @320
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.
So, here's my token WMC 2008 post, 2 months too late. Taken from my Blackberry BBM. The conversation starts right after Malibu had called me in a drunken/drugged frenzy spitting hot fire about how close to 10 people, including Switch, Mapei, Spank Rock and about 38 other hangers-ons, who want to come to my house at about 6am and record a track, which in reality, i knew would never get done. I also failed to notice what or who "The Truth" was and that it was in the form of one curly haired singer/rapper from Sweden named Mapei. I guess I just wasn't ready for that level of Hip-Hopiness coming from Malibu X ("This girl is THE TRUTH" and "This is SO Real" being two of my favorites) and it scarred me. Big up to all mentioned, it was a valiant effort and i still love you all.
The BBM conversation starts right as Xavier (or was it Contra) tells me he's gonna put Switch on the phone and I proceed to hang up on the guy (well, actually right before he could even get on the phone).
XBURT: Yo... That was Switch talking to you on Contra's phone. Not trying to wake u but they want to hit the studio. Switch & Mapai. XBURT: A couple friends. They want to lay this shit down. Induce: I didn't talk to anybody but contra Induce: We have 4 people sleeping XBURT: Its all up to you Induce: Studio can be used tomorrow during the day XBURT: Basically switch is here and he and mapai want to lay some shit down XBURT: werd.... XBURT: Saturday XBURT: @ our BBQ XBURT: This girl is the truth Induce: Sometime other than 6am XBURT: ?? XBURT: Werd XBURT: No worries XBURT: Damn mang XBURT: 10 of us Induce: Not XBURT: Switch is honest to god looking for a studio XBURT: Spank XBURT: $m XBURT: Mapai XBURT: Ok XBURT: But she's speaking some real shit right now XBURT: And switch is mezmerized Induce: Its really hard to fall asleep when you keep texting me XBURT: Man XBURT: Ahhh soorryy XBURT: Fuck XBURT: This is so real XBURT: Just seems right XBURT: Anyway I'm done XBURT: Sorry XBURT: Contra is going to call you last time for the night
Contra not only called me for the last time after that, but he proceeded to call me about 12 more times, which did nothing but piss me off even more, not only because I had been half asleep and woken up by this shit in the first place, but more because my finger was getting tired of pressing ignore on my phone.
*Future reference - If you want something like this to happen, make sure i'm with you when you are making these plans (at which time, i still might even shoot em down), or call me at say, 3pm. or pay me.
PS :: Quote for the road : "She's speaking some real shit right now"
So we stole Navarro and "I still rock mad sweatbands cuz when I dj for a half-hour I . . . " Skribble's bottle during WMC -- but only because he's a total prick and can't take a joke. Trevor "Trouble" Andrew was doing a show on top of this hotel and Mr. Navarro & Skribble were playing right before him.
It was super cold and windy up there, and for some reason (also known as "the ladies love my nips") Navarro was doing his best Guitar Hero IIshirtless! So when Trevor gets on stage, after his first song he makes a light-hearted comment along the lines of:
"Fuck, Dave Navarro can play guitar shirtless in any weather; lightning even bounces off of his chest."
Well, although everyone else in the crowd, including Skribble, gave a laughing reception - Navarro apparently didn't take too kind to Trevor's joke. Playing it ever-so-cool, he later went on to cry about this young whippersnapper to fellow wash-out Tommy Lee; going so far as to have the next Trouble show (opening up for Tommy @ Rok Bar) cancelled!
I was going to take a photo of the text msg from Navarro's manager to one of Trevor's people -- but the guy didn't want to get involved. *whomp whomp*
It basically just said that because of his lack of respect for Navarro, Trouble will never play another show if he can help it.
Ate at Tap Tap before going out. Highly recommend ordering the Malanga Fritters! So good.
If you don't mind eating a fish w/ its head still on - Santi ordered the grilled whole fish in lime sauce, and I made fish faces:
Later, OMD had a jam at Purdy Lounge. The fam showed up in force. We were gon do some Santogold songs, but by ~1:30am it was way past Santi's bedtime. *whomp*
Blaqstarr also showed up and killed a late night set!!
While perusing the internet at 4am, you tend to come across the equivalent of late night infomercial-type info. Here's some fun stuff i found last night. BTW, this has nothing to do with WMC, Blogging and/or Blog house and/or music.
This guy is said to possibly have the longest hair in the world. Fuck the hair, I want the beard. if he only got rid of that 20 foot long floater erupting from his head, he would look like the king of fucking kung fu.
This guy wins for Snorting the most cocaine. (oh, maybe this IS WMC related!)
*Note: First off, after searching through the cesspool known as 'my room', I couldn't find my digi cam's charger, so no photos from tonight.
Although WMC is set to 'officially' begin tomorrow, tonight I went to Love/Hate round 2:30am w/ my man Keen1.
Daz-I-Kue (Bugz In The Attic fame) was headlining this first event that the bar mgr, Kristian (aka the ONLY guy working there that knows shit bout music), had programmed for the week. Djinji Brown had just finished his set when we got there ---- if you're at all familiar w/ my old radio show on WVUM 90.5 - I had dude on there a bunch of times --- his selections are choice.
Aside from missing his set, but being of the honest character, there's no way to state otherwise that the entire soundsystem was on some weird "No need to raise your voice" volume. Other than the bunch of WMC-early-birds from ATL that showed up to watch Daz's fairly sloppy set of gems, [Think Quantic > Fela > Nina Simone], the attendance was thin and pretty much staring at their feet.
A little while into it I get word that I should be at Blue; and for a Monday WMC night, their line-up (and crowd) was pretty fucking serious! I don't know how the scheduling went - by the time I got there Mr. V was on -- but they had Jellybean Benitez(!!), Tony Touch(!!!!), DJ Spinna(w/ haircut!), and the aforementioned Mr. V.
Plain and simple, that party was a quality jump-off for what WMC has been. Dude was not really 'killing it' per se; but definitely dropped some quality Shaun Escoffery/MJ/Steve Angello. Pushing 5:30am, management told V to cut it off . . . packed house starts multiple chants/banging/whistling . . . 5 minutes later he plays the closer, "Gypsy Woman".
A bunch of heads were in the house -- if i had more time/care i'd post their names/links.
All I know is that you can feel the WMC energy in the air.
I'll be playing at Buck15 tomorrow w/ Rob Wonder -- then catching up w/ my international OMD family @ PS14; which apparently isn't closing until 7am!!! [Was invited to do a late set there as well; we'll see.]
P.S. What's up w/ the gifting suites?! I need some new jeans & socks, STAT! I'm looking at you Puma/Diesel/Levi's/Adidas/Onitsuka!!!
Speaking of gifts, here's a tune for me and all those who are about to delve into WMC life:
Simian Mobile Disco - Sleep Deprivation
A cool latin/samba rendition of Crystal Waters' "Gypsy Woman" that I recently heard on a Maurice Fulton mix.
Another track by the same guys who also do a cover of Bobby Hebb's "Sunny".
Also, here's some Latin/Tecnorumba from this crazy compilation I got -- this is WAY slower than the rest of the jams on there. Get Into It!
For those that live here, its no surprise; but for those coming down to visit for WMC -- if you plan on driving down, or renting a car, Miami has the won the venerable 'least courteous drivers' award -- courtesy of an AutoVantage report.
For those that can't translate the politically-correct title for the award, it pretty much equates to you getting cut off on your way to work; not once, not twice, but thrice --- and not just by an overly-aggressive 20-30 yr old machismo guy. Nope, we're talking about steel-faced grannies pulling some sneaky-ass maneuvers. Your work day sucks and you can't wait to get home; but on your way home, you get cut off again. Then you speed up and run through a red light to catch up to that asshole. Don't worry about signaling when you change lanes, or even when you just took that left turn. Finally you get some retribution as you cut his ass off; but then he pulls alongside and flicks you off (probably throwing his cup of coffee on your windshield) and yells some shit bout "Tu Madre!". You catch up to that fucker, sliding in real close, and force him into the guardrail; but unluckily, your car spins out. When you get out of your car, he's already pulled out the gun from his glovebox, and it's about to be ON!
Here's a bunch of video clips AutoVantage compiled as they interviewed some Miamians.
*Edit: HOLY FUCK!! I JUST REALIZED OMD's VERY OWN MALIBU X IS IN THIS FUCKING VIDEO!!!!!!! BLOWING MY OWN MIND IN 2008!!!
The guy @ ~1:38 who comments on the guns, reminded me of when I first moved to miami for school - and a Miami-Dade cop addressed an orientation crowd about safety in Miami. I distinctly remember him saying that 1-out-of-4 cars pulled over in normal traffic stops have firearms found in them. Sweeeet!
Remember when you were really young, you and your friends would play-wrestle? Then later on, you got to be too big and/or ur ego got too big and u were scared ur gon get hurt or made to look like an overgrown fool. Well, early in Club 132's days, Jake (then 32) and Xavier (then 19) didn't pay attention to those social 'norms'. For some reason, this transpired in my room. Right after the last photo, Jake busted ass.
That place has got memories for days --- too bad the landlord was a tool.
Check out some house party photos taken by Last Nights Party guy. Dunno how he ended up at our place. Was that after the 10am after-party? But that night sets expectations high for this upcoming WMC!!!
If you're not coming down you're missing Denny's breakfast w/ EggFooYoung . . . tickle, tickle!!!!
MAP Magazine's latest issue has some coverage on my Miami family doin our thing.
And another article on Winter Music Conference that I've got some quotes in.
These may be too small to read -- but there's a pdf on their website u can download or flip through. Contains such memorable 'zingers' as: "WMC hitting Miami is like only being able to spray your dirty ass sheets with Febreze once a year. You're still sleeping in them, but at least they smell good for a week."
Also, here's a rough mix I put together for the DVS Skate Co. -- 1 of 3 parts that myself, Induce & Doormouse were supposed to work out . . . but you know how "doing things" turns out in Miami.
Also -- whenever I load up the blog the divshare players don't show up in my browser -- but work on others'. Lemme know if it works for you!
