313 Weekend

No time to post now, but this is a recap via my post to [313]:

What an amazing two days! I first stopped by John (Ramar)’s new weekly at

the new club ‘the Lane’ on Osborne Street, just at the south end of Brick

Lane. I was there for most of the last 4 hours of his 6 hour set, and it was

excellent. The Voices crew are really doing some excellent stuff in London.

I’m not even sure where to begin in running down his set, but suffice it to

say that it would have met the approval of any DHP afficiando.

From there I wandered around the corner to catch the last hour of Tom

Churchill’s set. F*cking wicked! *Everyone* in the place was floored by his

selection. Every single track was devastating. I’m sort of gutted that I

missed the first hour despite hearing amazing stuff from Ramar at the same

time. DEMF-calibre conundrum…

Titonton came on and f*cking killed it. It was enormous. I’ve not seen a

techno (and a bit of house) set like that in ages. His scratching was

TP-superb and never overwhelming while his sense of how to mix perfectly

matched the tracks he was playing – like going from cut-up madness to a

three minute long-mix mix between deep house toons. And what a

brilliant chap! He sacrificied the last 30 minutes of his set to let Matthew

Puffet come on and mix for about an hour or so as they closed the 2nd room,

since he had sold everyone in the main room, then came back on after Matthew

Puffet’s (also great) set and took off where he left off. Nic Larsen closed

with a half-dozen classics and it was sealed. I seriously doubt anyone will

forget this one.

Despite a severe hangover, I made it up to Cargo for Sunday night. Some of

the best £4 I’ve ever spent. Fat Freddy’s (???)… were wicked. Their 15

minute version of Midnight Marauders was stunning, preceeded by a funk track

that was almost as long and equally epic, followed by a nearly 20 minute

apparently improvised song with a London ragga MC, which segued into the

actual song, punctuated with the lead singer’s Razzell-esque

vocal-scratching after he’d just done his Motown vocals. Wow! Very

cativating.

Recloose followed with a nice dub-into hip hop and house set that really hit

the spot. I’ve never been floored by his DJ mechanics, but I have to give it

up for his sense of when to drop the (very) short mix despite one horrendous

4 minute train wreck in the middle that he wouldn’t let go. Surprisingly,

after that he proceeded to enter deep house mixing zone and rode it out in

immaculate style, carrying every mix at legth to perfection. What a way to

end a beautful weekend in London! With so much coming up, this is shaping up

to be a legendary Summer!

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