Showing posts with label Popof. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Popof. Show all posts

Wednesday, 20 May 2009

Down

Hal Sear takes hauntingly depressing colour saturated photos.

Popof - High & Down
Google this percussion heavy house gem out on Get Physical & you may find yourself at 'SATANICPORNOCULTSHOP', but the link above you should keep your dignity intact. Btw the Zombielicious remix samples have been available for a bit now inc the highly anticipated Proxy remix of Shottieville (unfortunately so-so), plus them Irish blokes Arveene & Misk, Shadow Dancer, Milano and Hey Today.

Monday, 16 March 2009

Turbo touched me

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The lights come on in the club, hangover impending.

You walk out, unfocused, into the chill 6am air with your shoes and your hair equally dishevelled, American Apparel miniskirt practically lost and discover the morning birdsong, bruises, a low hung moon and stabbing heart pains, you know you've had a good night.

Withdrawal symptoms hit quick after a 5+ hour journey and I get back to a playlist of pure unadulterated Turbo Omnidance Tour worship.

There are 2 days of repercussion from non-stop delirious dancing-off-my-tits for 7 or so hours during Rainer Werner Bassfinder's Minimal Scarf Fuckers Drown, Motherfucking Bass (Popof Remix 1), Elektric Circus, Worth It, and even the random Jack Beats et al.. though frowned distastefully at Crookers Remix of Raven (like wtf?) and Mind Bloody Dimension for the gillionth time.

Surprised a few things weren't played unfortunately (*cough* Faces'uch/Style of Eye-Leave/Kolombo-Sniff/promised new Proxy), but adored Tiga's epic '1-2-3-4 Remix' of Fever Ray's Triangle Walks towards the end. Ahh..
P.s check out Guy J - Shaman (Cari Lekebusch Remix) on http://www.turborecordings.com/

Sunday, 15 February 2009

Suitable Hand Motions for DJ'ing

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I honestly don't understand why there's so much gesticulation from DJ's during Faces'uch?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aV6-yYPClMY

Brodi, that's just the SONG (all the jolly brapbrap fingers are pre-Motherfucking Bass coming in).. I know you look more interesting with the jazzhands-headphone rapid on/off like your ears are itchy combos than when I stand there tweaking EQ's with a Microsoft-brand mouse but honestly, we know it's all a farce.

And if you didn't duck down for about 5 minutes during the mad pitch up we probably would have thought that was you too, maybe the best option is to stick to a simple nodding of the head, then as the night goes on begin some more intense bobbing up & down (note: IN time), before bringing out some sort of wild flagellation of the arm with which you consider of no further use.

Sunday, 30 November 2008

'Pow'

Finally someone in Norwich understands some Popof and plays Tiga's Mind Dimension to finish off his set, albeit much to the bewilderment of 'pretentious' students dressed in chunky gold chains and OLD MAN sweater ensembles, or painful to behold body-stocking faux Herve Leger dresses at £49.99 on local escorts with businessmen who have wandered past the not-so-strict door policy at the Mustard Lounge.
Moment of relief then that another 'DJ' with a glow in the dark Institubes tee turns up to cheer on my inadvertant request of Raven and cocktails go flying as we go INSANE (this is the best it gets up north).
I didn't think my 2-tone violet open-toed heels were going to cut it but 2am slot Student CDJ with geek-SHIT glasses coming on meant Cyndi Lauper was my cue off the dancefloor.
Sigh. And just when I thought it was getting good..

Tiga- Mind Dimension (Youth Attack 'Kill the Rhythm' Remix):
http://www.zshare.net/audio/52170953e13a1d35/