- Published on Wednesday, 25 September 2013 11:57
As the Summer 2013 season draws to a close, and the nostalgia builds on the reflection of the mental montage of minutes, hours, nights and days, weeks and months in Ibiza, there is one date; Wednesday 2nd October that is marked in many-a-pilgrims calendar. An announcement was made this week that quelled the thirst of anticipation for an answer as to when and where this party will happen. Away from their island home at Privilege, NEXT WAVE will host their closing party at MOMA Ibiza, Playa d’en Bossa. Starting at 24:00, the Sorcerer and his Apprentices will begin to conjure up their magic in a ritual way only they know how.
Ricardo Villalobos and RPR Soundsystem (Rhadoo : Petre Inspirescu : Raresh); four names that heighten your pulse in an almost anxious excitement at what is in store. If you haven’t yet had the pleasure of dancing away into the early hours guided by the sounds of these master craftsman; it can only be portrayed in such a way that they have the ability to lift you into an almost transcendent-like state through their medley of rhythmic drums and instigating basslines, leaving you no option other than to dance. No matter who is in the driving seat as you are caught in your moment; whether it be the animated and playful characters of Ricardo and Raresh, the somber tone and expression of Petre or the intense, engrossed demeanor of Rhadoo, their combination will leave you in an enchanted awe.
So if you are privileged enough to be in Ibiza next Wednesday, in Playa d’en Bossa, as the clock strikes midnight, join the NEXT WAVE faithful at one of the closings parties that will remain forever etched in the memories of all those who made it. Until next season; Wave Goodbye… for now.
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- Published on Tuesday, 24 September 2013 15:15
My first time in IBIZA
Διονύσης, or Denny as we know him, is the newest addition to the MEOKO family. Only 21 years of age and recently moved to London from his hometown in Greece four months ago, Denny has a neverending passion for all things HOUSE and TECHNO and his enthusiasm is infectious! Having studied sound engineering and music technology in Athens, and working as a radio producer and DJ for Proton Radio, Denny lives and breathes dance music and we love that!
Hence when we discovered Denny hadn't actually yet been to Ibiza, we concocted a plan to make his dreams come true. Sending him off to the big bad island (but armed with a bit of VIP access), Denny will be documenting his adventures, as he experiences some of the most iconic locations and nights in the underground music scene.
So I saved my pennies, booked the flights, bought some crazy outfits; and I even had another week's holiday at home after I came back, to recuperate. Everything seemed perfect. Destination? Ibiza! Ibiza is known internationally for being, perhaps, the ‘Clubbing Capital’ of the world and nightlife in Ibiza is something that you have to experience to truly appreciate! It's been a few weeks now since I popped my Ibiza cherry as my disappearing tan keeps reminding me, but it’s what happens in Ibiza that makes the whole experience unforgettable and that's something that will last longer than any tan! The unique cultural diversity, warm temperatures, friendly and beautiful people all contribute to creating a magical atmosphere. Every single day in Ibiza feels like the weekend anywhere else in the world (for four months of the year anyway). As soon as you drive out of Ibiza’s airport, it becomes very clear the predominant industry on this island is nightlife culture & clubbing thanks to the many billboards plastered with DJ’s faces, club branding, CD advertisements and events!
Playa d'en Bossa, Ibiza Town and San Antonio are the most musically alive areas you will find on the island, with Playa d'en Bossa the main destination for the more party-focused tourists who come to the island each season. I booked my accommodation in Platj'a Den Bossa, in the heart of Playa D'en Bossa, where all the island's clubs could be reached on the disco bus which stopped just meters from where I was based. The legendary 'Space' was 10 minutes walk and 'Sankeys' just around the corner! I couldn't have found a better location to be honest! I had 8 days to explore the island's party side and I was determined to attend as many parties as possible…
The result; a total of 72 hours spent in clubs, beach bars, basements, terraces and any other location you can imagine! As long as there is a Jockey, turntables, speakers and booze there is nothing more you need to have a great time!
Wednesday: tINI & the gang @ Sirocco Beach, FUSE @ Sankeys
Photo Credit: Tasya Menaker
Playa D'en Bossa is a two-kilometer long beach; rich in sun loungers, umbrellas and watersports. But the stretch really comes alive with the abundance of impressive bars; where drinking, dancing and sunglasses meet to mix a perfect Balearic cocktail.
On the north end of this astonishing beach you will find "Sirocco Beach", the home of "tINI & the gang"! With a season-long residency, a solid line up, a free-entry beach party and a crew that kicks ass, tINI easily got me in the mood for an amazing Wednesday night to follow! The ‘gang’ meets up every Wednesday in Sirocco with incredible results; the ‘join our gang’ philosophy creates a friendly vibe where you feel comfortable enough to enjoy the party even if you’re on your own like I was! Both the crowd and dj's share the same excitement and by the time the night falls, you can experience the ‘peak’ of what tINI & the gang is all about! The party kicks off around 5pm and goes until midnight!
After tINI's beach party we rolled onto FUSE at Sankeys! Fuse is a London institution built around a strong ethos of quality music, quality sound system and no messing about with stupid gimmicks - all with a committed group of followers! Running since 2008, Fuse parties have become the stuff of legends in recent years thanks to the crew’s simple but effective policy of presenting extended sets from their core residents and friends…Enzo Siragusa, Seb Zito, Rich NxT, Rossko, tINI, and co. A couple of hours in this amazing basement were enough to witness the essence of everything FUSE does in London being transported to Ibiza. Enzo and the FUSE family play sounds and create vibes that are difficult to experience anywhere else on the island – it really is the polar opposite to the glamorous side of Ibiza clubbing that you might see on the TV or in the magazines. Down in that basement it, feeling the incredible sound system, everything was as it was supposed to be…deep, dark and intimate!
Thursday: ENTER @ Space
Photo Credit: Space Ibiza
Space Ibiza is synonymous around the world as one of the temples of electronic dance music. Unique through many of its years by offering unadulterated daytime clubbing! Space or ‘Ibiza's power clubbing’ is at its finest and gives a particular emphasis on bringing only the best international DJs across the genres. While it is the world's most awarded club armed with a sound system that will literally blow your head off, you will be crazy to be on the island and not to go there at least once! Every Thursday ENTER takes over Space and delivers an unforgettable high-octane experience of quality Techno (amongst other styles), innovative design, an inclusive atmosphere and plenty of Sake week after week. ENTER.Sake is the island’s first true Sake Bar experience - an intimate Japanese inspired room with surprise DJ sets from major guests starting each Thursday at 10pm. The party vibe was apparent as soon as I walked through the doors and it didn’t take long until I noticed Richie weaving through the early-bird crowd pouring Sake and meeting friends and fans. The transformation of Space into Richie Hawtin's visionary concept takes 11 hours every week whilst the decoration is totally changed from the previous night. This gives ENTER an almost festival-like atmosphere and was one of many highlights during my Balearic adventure.
Friday: Flying Circus @ Sankeys
Photo Credit: Tribal Mixes.com
The residency at Sankeys for Flying Circus, which is run by Luca Saporito / Audiofly, is their first on the island forming part of the club's new seven day weekly roster. Developed six years ago, Flying Circus is now a tried and tested party formula dedicated to keeping these underground fun times a simple, friendly and quality affair. Pure and deep unconstrained house and techno, was supplied to you by the clubs phenomenal Void sound system; taking over all of Sankeys 3 main spaces, Flying Circus aims to create a dynamic, immersive experience for all party goers. Simple concepts, are often the best ones: good friends + good tunes = good times ;)
Saturday: Kehakuma @ Space, Wisdom Of The Glove after party with Guy Gerber
Photo Credit: Max Lawless
Following on from the collaboration with ENTER in 2012, Kehakuma is now holding it’s own residency, with a new home on Saturdays at Space. The underground night showcases only the best in deep house & minimal sounds retaining with it the atmosphere that Kehakuma has built up over the years; a seriously good fun party! A post apocalyptic cave of hungry rhythm and creeping ghosts, Kehakuma presents itself with unflinching style! Dedicated to a boldly artistic vision of waxy ghosts and blood-red propaganda, all guests are invited to lose their minds and find their souls! The energy sparkled as the party developed with some of the most respected artists on the underground scene taking over the decks. Lot's of people say that Ibiza is not yet ready for this kind of music, given the more underground nature of the lineups in comparison to the ‘big guns’ showcased on Space’s other nights. But I would say if you like your beats deep and underground then Kehakuma won't disappoint.
After Kehakuma it was time for Guy Gerber's secret after party somewhere on the island! I don't have a clue where the location was all I can remember is a beach 100 meters away from a villa! The location was astonishing, one of the best after parties I've ever been in my life, and I’ve been to a few! About 150 people were feeling the love of Guy Gerber's music in this super amazing dark room full of black lights and Buddha decorations! Although I didn't make it to Pacha for Guy Gerber's ‘Wisdom of the Glove’ main event, at least I had a taste of what this party is all about! Wisdom of the Glove sees Pacha transform into a very bizarre dystopia, with spinning wheels, sparkling hands and disembodied eyes peering out from all corners. This is definitely one of the most creative and musically sophisticated nights Pacha has to offer.
Sunday Viva Warriors @ Sankeys
Without a doubt Viva Warriors is among the best parties Ibiza has to offer on a Sunday night! On the back of a cracking first season last year and sell out shows all over Europe, the Warriors smash the arse out of the Sankeys basement every week, led by Ibiza veteran and all-round club legend Steve Lawler. This is one of Sankeys' most successful nights, and definitely a favourite amongst island workers, with Departure (the quintessential workers party) hosting a room each Sunday. With a marketing plan inspired by 1979 cult movie 'The Warriors' and the raw identity of the night , Viva Warriors has become one of the strongest parties of the summer. The ecstatic vibe created by both dj’s and crowd was something that made me feel like I was actually in a war; a techno war where smiling faces and amazing music was the most powerful weapon to be found. As usual I stayed until the very last track! The magic moments I experienced during the last hour (where the toughest ‘warriors’ remained on the dance floor) were the ones that made Viva Warriors such a successful mind blowing party!
Monday: Cocoon @ Amnesia
By Monday I found myself contemplating the previous 5 days of unadulterated fun I’d had having hit up nearly all the parties I’d planned to; I really understood why people get so excited about Ibiza. There is nothing in the world to be compared with Ibiza's night life, the venues, the crowds, the sound systems, the quality of music, the vibe and excitement! Everything had been top notch! No bullshit stories, no drama, just mind blowing music sneaking to your ears every single day. As an Ibiza virgin I thought it couldn't get any better than that but … on Monday night I was proved wrong. An Amnesia sized 'slap' came out of nowhere to wake me up and take me to another dimension of musical experience! Even though a whole month has passed since that day…I can remember even the smallest detail because that day I was feeling 100% alive. Monday was my Ibiza highlight…
Photo Credit: White-Ibiza.com
The time was getting closer to become a Cocoonero and to pop my Amnesia cheery, excited doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt. Huge thanks to my beloved ‘Rebel Butterflies’ Alice and Clare who made the whole thing seem like a fairytale before it even started! Even though it was a last minute decision the girls did their magic and Jesus Sierra the press director of Amnesia happily agreed to show me around Amnesia … so you know what that means right? What happened at fabric and Fuse for my very first ‘My first time’, was about to happen at Amnesia for Cocoon. Could it get any better? I’d seen many pictures and videos but was curious to find out how Amnesia really looked, how it really sounded, how it really feels to be there I the middle of an epic party. And I was about to find out…the lineup: Sven Vath all night in the main room, with Ricardo Villalobos b2b [a:rpia:r] in the terrace. Too much.
Photo Credit: Katya Smolina
I was outside Amnesia with my mate Gary when Jesus came and picked us up from the entrance. Like the great host he was, Jesus took us inside the venue to show us around and from that moment my heart started beating like a drum! The first thing I saw as I passed the doors of the venue was the legendary terrace, which is considered to be one of the best dance floors on the globe! If that wasn't enough Ricardo was already spinning records with his Romanian mates [a:rpia:r] and the terrace was almost full of people! Having this mind blowing combination of Jockeys behind these specific decks was more than enough for me to feel like I was at a workshop and having a proper lesson of "how it should be done". When we talk about underground electronic music and what it represents, these guys really are at the very forefront of what they do and what we love!
Jesus continued to show me around the venue, giving me information about the history, the culture and everything Amnesia related! A few minutes where enough for me to understand that Amnesia was way more than just a club. There’s a private restaurant on the 1st floor with bars, where we could observe in detail what was happening on the dance floors and dj booths; that floor took the Amnesia experience on another dimension! My favourite spot, however, was the glass balcony just above Terrace's dj booth. From that balcony I had the best observation point with the jockeys, the turntables and the mixer, everything just a couple of meters under me. It was literally just a glass floor separating us, giving me a chance to really witness some masters at work…
It was about time to find out what was happening ‘behind the party’ so Jesus showed me the rest of the facilities of Amnesia (the ones that I couldn't access if Jesus wasn't there). One of these was his office, which was nothing less than what I expected. There was a proper studio in there with so much equipment and an awesome radio station with all the equipment needed to broadcast the parties in real time! It was my dream office! As we were having a really interesting conversation with Jesus about Amnesia's current season Alice and Clare from Rebel Butterly showed up. These two extremely beautiful girls conspired with MEOKO for ‘My First Time at Amnesia’ when I actually met them it felt like I knew them already! Now we were all together we had an amazing conversation about Ibiza, it's clubs, the life style, the crowd … everything that has made Ibiza what it is for so long. What Amnesia has been offering on this island and the industry since 1974 is without doubt one of the best experiences I had in my short stay.
After my outstanding tour of Amnesia it was time to leave Jesus to continue his work whilst Alice, Clare and I headed to the main room to witness Mr. Vath in action! Although it wasn't strictly allowed, the Cocooneros gave me 5 precious minutes to spend in the dj booth while Sven was playing! The feeling being next to the man himself, observing him interact with the crowd was one of a kind, priceless and unforgettable! You could see that the crowd had turned into a big mass of bodies, moving and breathing to Vath's techno sounds. After witnessing that magic connection Sven Vath and his crowd had, I was ready to head on the terrace and see what the other maestros were up to…
Photo Credit: Amnesia.es
Ricardo and [a:rpia:r] were delivering an exquisite set of deep minimalistic house and techno, an ecstatic b2b session if ever I saw one. I recognised so many dj's among the crowd…the Apollonia trio, DJ Sneak , Enzo Siragusa & Seb Zito from Fuse, Bella Sarris and Crocodile Soup were a few I saw and chatted to; sharing the same excitement with all these artists made me realise even more the greatness of Cocoon! The music coming through the massive sound system developed in such a way that I really couldn’t have asked for any more! But I was given more regardless, every single track was perfectly matched to the previous one and the result made me feel like I was listening to one track which constantly changed with new sounds coming from nowhere. That experience took me into a total sound trip where I lost the sense of time for good, and I was thrilled to realise it was 7am already! It had gotten bright on the terrace, like someone had turned the lights on, something that worried me because I was thinking the music was soon going to stop. When I saw the ceiling I noticed the enormous gaps which where especially made for the natural sunlight to invade the room. It was a real moment! I could see clearly every single person in the terrace from the dance floor to the first floor and what I could see was just incredible! The crowd was amazing and the terrace was still jam-packed; did I mention Amnesia is a 4000 capacity venue?? Amongst the chaos it felt like everything was in perfect harmony. The dedication of Cocoon's crowd is something every label or promoter could wish for, and the skill of these masters of music is something every crowd could wish to experience…a perfect balance.
Photo Credit: ibiza-spotlight.de
By now the terrace had loosened up as some of the crowd realised the time, Ricardo and the [a:rpia:r] guys however seemed intent on playing on. Alice had already gone and Clare … well I lost Clare as I lost my mate Gary, but that didn't worry meat all; I was sure they were enjoying the party wherever they were. All I was worried about was the music and the electric atmosphere, I wished it would have lasted forever! 4 hours of non-stop dancing felt like just one…I won’t ever forget that moment. That's what makes Amnesia unquestionably the best club on the island for me.
After half an hour or so it was time for the party to end, unfortunately nothing lasts forever. Heading to the exit was something I didn't want at all but there was no other choice. Cocoon's mentality is based on quotes like that "We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once" nothing more was left to be done! I want to thanks Jesus Sierra for being an amazing host and showing me around the whole of Amnesia, Alice and Clare for arranging that tour and of course my crazy MEOKO family for sending me into the wildest and craziest jungle of the summer!
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- Published on Thursday, 12 September 2013 14:34
ESHU is a small label from Nijmegen, Netherlands, run by a group of likely lads that share a passion for deep beats. The crew is composed of Jocelyn Abell, Daniël Lekatompessy, Roger Gerressen and Ivano Tetelepta. These two last names might ring a bell as they both been extremely active music wise, notably releasing some languid Techno on a thriving British label: Fear Of Flying.
For their 5th release, the ESHU team is bringing together a blend of artists, from Holland, but not only: as the EP unveils, it starts with an adventurous ambient introduction, freshly delivered from a Birmingham based producer, Anthony Felton, aka Aepiel who spoilt us last year with several releases including the intriguing LP Invisible Walls.
Passing this delicate section, you’ll be able to taste ESHU’s classic recipe: a slow Techno, halfway across Dub Techno, and some cold analogue Deep House sounds that seem to have become a Scandinavian prerogative (hello Kontra-Music!). The Israel based producer Akimonu goes first with Cadence One / Native A, a perfectly executed performance, incorporating smooth ambient textures to complex rhythms.
As the second half of the EP unrolls, time for delicacy is over: the beat gets harder and faster, the gentle pads have been replaced by a melodic void, and if you do hear a note, you’ll soon understand its only purpose is to jar you. It’s literally a come back to the very roots of Techno by Albert van Abbe and Counterpart, two Dutch artists, delivering one after another of unapologetic tracks with a nod to the violent and a taste for old underground beats.
With Elements EP, ESHU goes deeper in the ‘Nijmegen’ sound claimed, but they also leave the door open for a refined eclecticism, and will surely delight clubbers as well as the more discerning listener.
By Jonathan Cornacchia
- Published on Thursday, 05 September 2013 10:08
‘Fucking hell, you look rough’ – The remarks of my taxi driver as I slung my bag into the back of a people carrier in Knebworth Park on Monday morning. He’s probably right, I imagined, but I wasn’t exactly in the humour for it, nor could I understand what made my appearance any worse than the rest of the slothly looking patrons of Eastern Electrics slowly spilling out of the campsite that morning, although upon arriving home and looking at myself in the mirror I even gave myself a bit of a fright. I’d certainly had a good weekend.
Funnily enough it was with a sense of reluctance I made the journey up to Knebworth Park on Friday morning. It'd been a hectic week and I was feeling under the weather, my nose was blocked, my throat hurt and I had some strange inflammation under my eyes that had me nervously googling ‘cataracts symptoms’ despite being in my twenties, so the prospect of going to the self-donned ‘UK’s Biggest Celebration of Underground House and Techno’ wasn’t exactly high on my agenda, but it was too late for me to delegate the responsibility of covering the event to anyone else, and the inner raver in me certainly wasn’t going to let me pass the opportunity by.
A couple of paracetamol and a few cans of Polish lager later I was feeling a tad more spritely as I reached the entrance to the festival in Knebworth Park, roughly half an hours journey from London’s Kings Cross Station. I was immediately confronted with a drug amnesty bag, which looked rather neglected, and then given the once over by a sniffer dog, who, considering how trolleyed most people seemed to be by the end of the night, should perhaps consider a change of career. Unfortunately my deodorant was the only item confiscated on the way in and despite my best efforts I couldn’t seem to borrow anyone else’s over the weekend, so I apologise retrospectively to anyone who might have caught a whiff of whatever putrid odour my pits were emitting over the weekend.
Surprisingly, after immediately entering the festival site I was already baring witness to people who seemed completely off their tits, and this was at a meagre 3PM, on a Friday, with a whole day to go and then two after that, which seemed wonderfully foreboding, I thought anyway. My first port of call was the Eastern Electrics stage where Huxley was playing a smashing set to get things rolling. The Eastern Electrics stage was the hub of the entire festival and played host to the biggest names of the weekend including Richie Hawtin, Maya Jane Coles, Seth Troxler and the like. It was essentially just one large no-frills blue canvas holding thousands of euphoric revellers, the outer perimeter of which was peppered with shufflers in flamboyant t-shirts and jean shorts, the inside so packed it was difficult to move without spilling someone’s beer or feeling a fag butt extinguish on your arm. Upon entering I was the victim of one of the aforementioned people who had decided to make the choice to get completely twatted as early as possible. Unfortunately I didn’t quite get to catch the gentleman’s name, but I still have vivid memories of how he walked towards me repeatedly. His arms were outstretched as if he’d contracted the T-Virus and needed my blood for sustenance; before reprimanding me for taking notes and, as his instructions fell on deaf ears, attempting to steal my notebook from me. This might be a long weekend I thought...
Elsewhere Theo Parrish was doing his thing at the Substation Stage, or the Black Atlantic stage as it had been christened for the night. This stage was essentially a replica of the Eastern Electrics stage except about half its size, the more intimate setting certainly lending the sound more bite. The music at The Substation on both Friday and Saturday night (the Sunday Substation line-up was moved to the slightly less spectacular Fusebox) certainly catered to a more particular type amongst the Eastern Electric crowd. The weighty, bass heavy, vox driven house of Deetron and Bicep that occupied the Eastern Electrics stage was absent here; and the music that was on offer evidently wasn’t to everyone’s taste, with plenty dipping their toes into The Substation only quickly before deciding it wasn’t for them. But those who did stick around were rewarded lavishly and, on Friday in particular, were treated to easily the most scintillating selection of music of the entire weekend, with Dixon and Levon Vincent’s performances both in contention for best set of the entire festival. What followed were quality performances from Jackmaster, Blawan and a brilliantly cerebral set by Joy Orbison wasn’t bad either.
The rest of the venues certainly shied in comparison to the previously mentioned two, except perhaps the Igloovision stage which hosted by far and away the festival’s best sound system, Eastern Electrics’ only Funktion One as far as I’m aware, and some pretty nifty visuals which were projected onto the under-side of the roof too. The Switchyard, a conceptually interesting venue created almost exclusively out of shipping containers, was betrayed by a dodgy sound set up which made what would have been otherwise immersive performances by Magda, Kyle Hall and Michael Mayer to name just a few, quite difficult to enjoy.
The Star of EE Pub, which bore little resemblance to a pub, was an interesting little stopgap between the main stages. Those who stuck around at The Star of EE seemed to do so more to relieve themselves of the mania of the busier stages than out of actually wanting to be there, which is not to negate the quality of the music it hosted, Santé and Simon Baker in particular warranting a much a bigger crowd than was afforded to them. However in closing on Sunday night former dubstep stalwart Skream packed the venue to capacity with a house/disco set which has now become his staple. The only real gripe with The Star of EE I had, besides it being a tent and not a pub, was that it was advertised as being a 24/7 ‘speakeasy’-esque kind of stage that would cater to the delinquents like myself who weren’t willing to pack it in at 6AM. It did however, like the rest of Eastern Electrics, grind to a halt at 6; it was very much lights on and punters out…
There was activity though supposedly in the Bedouin VIP area, located to the north of the main Eastern Electrics set-up, so obviously this then became my port of call when the rest of the attractions shut down. I brought with me two very excitable Irish gentlemen who I had befriended about an hour previously and snuck in under the guise they were my cameramen retrieving equipment from one of the VIP tents, sorry EE. They were under the impression that a visit to the VIP area would entail smoking spliffs with Seth Troxler and doing shots with DJ Koze. Instead however we were greeted by the yelling of a dreadlocked gentleman in military surplus attire yelling for a mixer as a few weary festival-goers passed out on the plush sofas and carpets that surrounded the dance floor. Activity in this neck of the woods did pick up nicely the next day, especially when Fabric resident Craig Richards took to the decks and played to a rammed crowd. It couldn’t have been more different than the night before in fact with a host of DJ’s and ‘up for it’ party people all there to check out Mr Richards’ set.
As Saturday morning continued to fester its ugly head my Eastern Electrics experience certainly became stranger and more surreal as it became apparent that the weirdest activity was in the general campsite itself. Of course, catering to a house and techno loving crowd, the droves being instructed back to the campsite at 6AM were hardly going back to their tents to break out the cocoa and hot water bottles; the site itself was awash with impromptu tent parties and the sound of smartphones playing house music from Soundcloud; all part of the amazing festival experience. There were many stumbling around the campsite certainly looking worse for wear after the previous nights partying. This gave one the feeling of being on raver safari or something to that effect. Most notably one young gentleman, who had somehow managed to stay looking rather impeccably groomed despite the previous night’s antics, decided to smash up his tent in animalistic fashion whilst screaming ‘WHERES MY KETAMINE’ in a bizarre flamboyantly faux-cockney accent a la ‘The Peckham Terminator’ - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2waIvp265CM for those who haven’t seen it – which was in honesty one of the most startlingly confusing yet captivating things I’ve yet to see. Anywhere.
Day two continued to bring the heavy hitters music-wise. Roman Flugel tore it up at The Substation, as did Ame at the Eastern Electrics stage and the techno disciples of Eastern Electrics were well catered to the entire night at the LWE takeover of the Igloovision stage as Tommy Four Seven, Planetary Assault Systems and Surgeon amongst others brought the no nonsense 130BPM stuff to the party. The visuals and soundsystem of Igloovision couldn’t be more apt; perfectly complimenting the harder, more abrasive, basically just fucking banging sound of the night making for a full on aural and visual experience that won’t be forgotten in a hurry…
Richie Hawtin’s 4AM set at Eastern Electrics main stage commanded what was possibly the largest audience of the entire weekend, and while it did sound this time like he was more than just going through the motions, as previously lamented upon in this review, it became a little difficult for me to enjoy due to spatial difficulties and unfortunately, in frankness, just not being quite loud enough. Not that that stopped the thousands of revellers who seemed to be having the time of their lives. Playing at the same time was a real hidden gem of Eastern Electrics; Damian Lazarus’ set at The Substation was superb. The extra legroom here allowing those like me, who relish strutting their stuff on the dance floor whenever possible, more space to make fools of ourselves in, to which I most certainly obliged.
Highlights of Sunday, where the festivities were curtailed at 10PM and not 6AM like the previous two days, included stomping performances from both tINI and Raresh at The Fusebox, hosted by Just Jack; past and present Panorama Bar residents Tama Sumo and Prosumer at Igloovision, hosted by Louche; Kerri Chandler at the main Eastern Electrics stage and Kyle Hall and Michael Mayer at The Switchyard, hosted by Sunday party specialists Secretsundaze. As the festival came to a close, Masters At Work attracted the most attention closing out the festival at The EE stage, but again it was on one of the smaller stages where the biggest impression was left. GERD’s closing set in Igloovision was memorable – an astounding, schizophrenic tapestry of dance music from disco to Detroit techno, it simply couldn’t be more fitting as a summation of the weekend and was a wonderfully apt tribute to the music we all know and love.
Eastern Electrics was a behemoth of a festival, by virtue of its line-up alone it was a pilgrimage for anyone who takes quality dance music seriously. There were certain aspects of the weekend that could be improved for next year, such as the layout of the festival site itself which didn’t leave much room for adventure, and of course certain elements that were beyond the control of the organisers such as the unfortunate sound limitations that did at times hinder my enjoyment of the music.
However, as I touched upon at the start of this review, I dragged myself up to Knebworth Park with burning eyes, a sore throat and a drapery of Kleenex hanging out of my back pocket. But by Friday I couldn’t care about it, by Saturday I’d forgotten about it and by Sunday I was taking photos and dancing with strangers without a fucking care in the world. Bring on next Summer!
By Rory Carroll
- Published on Wednesday, 21 August 2013 14:56
On Sunday 25th August, Sancho Panza will take their infamous street party at Notting Hill Carnival down the road to Supperclub, where they are throwing a massive after party to celebrate 20 years of carnival fun in the capital, where they’ve packed two rooms full of first rate talent for you to enjoy! In the West wing they have the founders of Sancho Panza, Matt Brown and Jimmy K Tel ensuring things run smoothly, joined by Stuart Patterson, family favourite Freddy Love and PBR Streetgang: a duo who have been taking things to another level in recent years with a string of releases on Hot Creations, 2020 Vision and Futureboogie.
The Sahcho Panza Soundsystem in action
The East wing will be catered for by Psychemagik, who will no doubt shake the walls with row after row of disco edits, and they’ll be backed up by Leftside Wobble and the legendary Femi Fem. The venue has had a full revamp, with a Funktion One soundsystem, and it will of course be dressed to the nines in full Sancho Panza décor.
To wet your appetite, here's an exlusive recording of PBR Streetgang themselves taken from their set at Culprit Sessions, LA:
Where: Supperclub, 12 Acklam Road; Kensal Town; London W10 5QZ
When: 25th August 2013