Thursday, October 29, 2009

Aoki + some other stuff.

Y'all may remember a couple months back when I was getting excited about some crazy new stuff being produced by Steve Aoki, that Japanese/American dude who runs Dim Mak and released work by The Bloody Beetroots, Bloc Party, and heaps more. Well, last weekend, I was lucky enough to snag some tix to his Melbourne show at Roxanne Parlour.

Fucking craziest show I've ever been to, bar none. Nick Foley, Dangerous Dan, and finally Aoki rocked the main room, and the mosh was intense. I fell over just as Steve leapt into the crowd, during the opening track of his set, Warp 1.9. I open my eyes to see the man's acid wash ripped as fuck jeans passing over my head. It's his arse. He rolls over. For one crazy second, we lock eyes, and then he's gone. The set is stopped, the crowd's knocked the DJ desk over. The mixers have gone down, the speakers wobbling on their stands. He starts again, that ticking clock driving everyone mental all over again. A second wave ripples through the crowd, everyone surging forward to support this crazy longhair's weight, screaming as he is. My friends are gone, I don't know where they are. I don't care where they are. For the next 3 minutes, until the crowd knock the desk over again, all my brain does is scream 1, 2, WHOOP WHOOP! The set is stopped for the second time. They move him to the back room. All my hard fought jostling to the front is in vain as those as the back simply turn around and become the front row. Lost cameras, wrecked shoes, broken glasses, people drenched in sweat roll through my vision like a dream. I'm floating on a memory, dazed by the sheer volume and intensity of this one dude.

And then we went outside.
Photo from hobogestapo.com (NOT MY OWN, I WAS UNDER HIM)

And now the other stuff:


HYYYYPE

A-Trak remix of Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Heads Will Roll


Due to a mix up between DJ's (I think) (I bet Dangerous was bummed when Nick Foley played it first..), I heard this twice in the one night at Roxanne's. No complaints whatsoever.

Later,

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