Saturday night, I stopped by the Lose Your Shit party, with the boys over at Whomptronica and a few other non-blogging friends.
We got there right as one of the DubWar DJs (I’m pretty sure it was Dave Q) was picking up the pace. They dropped quite a few excellent tracks (the usual standards, “Paypur”, “Smoke Rings”, etc.) but the serious highlight for me was when he dropped a remix of the operatic “Diva Dance” song from The Fifth Element, which descended into a deliciously break-y delirium. I caught a lot of people looking around a little lost, though, as to why everyone was um…losing their shit over the track. Really, guys?! The Fifth Element is my favorite movie of all time, and one day I will elucidate upon it’s virtues, but not today.
Regardless, the venue was a great space I hadn’t been to almost a year, off the water in Williamsburg. But the sound system left a lot to the imagination, unfortunately. All treble, not enough bass. But that’s a hard thing to manage when your ceilings are 30 feet high and the space is narrow. I forgive ‘em, and I did have a good time, but it was frustrating to not get everything I wanted out of the sound.
And as you can see, I dyed my hair literally hours before the party, so my hands were still pink when I was out. I roll classy, you see.
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Lose Your Shit
Saturday night, I stopped by the Lose Your Shit party, with the boys over at Whomptronica and a few other non-blogging friends.
We got there right as one of the DubWar DJs (I’m pretty sure it was Dave Q) was picking up the pace. They dropped quite a few excellent tracks (the usual standards, “Paypur”, “Smoke Rings”, etc.) but the serious highlight for me was when he dropped a remix of the operatic “Diva Dance” song from The Fifth Element, which descended into a deliciously break-y delirium. I caught a lot of people looking around a little lost, though, as to why everyone was um…losing their shit over the track. Really, guys?! The Fifth Element is my favorite movie of all time, and one day I will elucidate upon it’s virtues, but not today.
Regardless, the venue was a great space I hadn’t been to almost a year, off the water in Williamsburg. But the sound system left a lot to the imagination, unfortunately. All treble, not enough bass. But that’s a hard thing to manage when your ceilings are 30 feet high and the space is narrow. I forgive ‘em, and I did have a good time, but it was frustrating to not get everything I wanted out of the sound.
And as you can see, I dyed my hair literally hours before the party, so my hands were still pink when I was out. I roll classy, you see.
Thanks to Igor of DrivenByBoredom for the photos.