Pacha, Ibiza invites Next Wave / 1.11.13




Ibiza 2013 might have ground to a halt near on a month ago now, but for Pacha the party never ends. On Friday, November 1st, the iconic nightspot welcomes Next Wave to the club, a partnership that many may at first consider a little incongruous. While the party's bold, minimal aesthetic struggled to fully take off at Privilege's Vista Club this summer, there can be no denying that they were responsible for some of the more intriguing, forward-thinking lineups on offer this season. Making sure they saw out the season in style, they invited the likes of Ricardo Villalobos and RPR Sound System to oversee a closing party to remember.

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Occupying Pacha for the first time, Next Wave has invited Dani Casarano and Cadenza staple Valentino Kanzyani to headline, with resident Angel Linde on warm-up duty. Taking place on All Soul's Day—a bank holiday in Ibiza—and with all the other superclubs shut for winter, you can be sure the venue will be populated by an enthusiastic, local crowd. And you never know in Ibiza: should the party go down a storm, this could be the start of a very interesting relationship.

Doors open at 11.30 on Friday, 1st November, and close at 6 AM.


Full lineup/

Valentino Kanzyani
Dani Casarano
Angel Linde

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DEETRON ' Music Over Matter" Review


It’s been some time coming – and much too many heads’ expectations, it’s certainly been worth the wait. Swiss genius Deetron – never one to fully stretch himself through a barrage of releases – returns to the album format for Music Over Matter, effortlessly blending house and techno aesthetics but at the same time voyaging towards a more populist sound. The bare bones of a typical Deetron production are there in abundance – switching tempos, driving rhythms, intricate layering – but melded with pop undertones and a rich coating of melodic, hook-laden sensibilities.

One of the most notable traits of Music Over Matter is it's punch packing, all-star cast of featured guests. Opening the album is London house producer Cooly G on hazy vocals and Ripperton on 'Thinking', a tapestry of broken beats and awkward bass before launching in to the disco-house tomes of Crave featuring NYC’s Hercules and Love Affair. Bass inflected tech roller Love Song brings 'Seth Troxler' into the mix. Ben Westbeech breaks from his Breach alias to return to his soul drenched r’n’b roots on 'Rhythm', adding extra commercial dimension without dominating the track, , whilst the irrepressible Fritz Kalkbrenner brings his soulful tones to an Orchestral moment of reflection on  'Bright City Lights'.

But feat not - when Deetron steps out solo (without the cushion of collaboration), it's head down business as usual, 'Count on Me' continues along Deetron's more familiar tech-house path before descending into an 8 bit bassline jack. 'Can't Love You More' takes the vocal element and uses it as a rhythmic instrument rather than a focal point, fusing it with thumping kicks, smooth fluid temp amd open-chord guitar strums.


If the album title leans at the promise to place substance over style and to place the focus on the music squarely back in the frame, then Deetron has delivered as promised. Cascading through a range of sounds and styles – but still containing that smooth yet rough, rolling yet introverted and dance-floor focused yet heartfelt, Deetron shows once again he's not afraid to take a risk, and to use his special, unique talent in territories beyond his comfort zone. To say this album is accomplished would be something of an understatement, and in the on going battle of Musical substance vs  stylistic matter, Music most certainly prevails.

By Joe Gamp 


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Three Weeks Later & I'm still Dreaming about Dimensions Festival

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There are some experiences in life that once experienced, we know we’ll try our hardest to recreate again and again, whenever possible......


Picture by Marc Sethi 

I’m sure I speak for most who’ve been lucky enough to attend, that venturing to one of the many music festivals dotted along the Adriatic coast is definitely one of these experiences. For me, there is something justifiably addictive about the following scene (if you can picture it): a writhing, sweaty mass of beautifully tanned bodies, thousands of pairs of feet gently stomping from side to side on a grand stage of pebbles, necks and shoulders glazed by the Croatian sun, limbs pulsating to the vibrations of looming sound systems, and smiling faces as far as the eye can see. It is an image that will burn the back of my retinas throughout the winter months, basically until I’m back on that beach and can witness it once again. The beautiful thing about Croatian festivals? There’s no need for dance workshops, thousands of metres of bunting, or towering Block 9-esque installations. People survive happily on three basic things: music, sun, and some inhibition removers (if you catch my drift). It’s just perfect.


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Dimensions Festival has all of these features in abundance, and for the second year in the row it is proving to be one of the most, if not THE most, perfect settings for experiencing them. I have tried with all my might to write a balanced account of the various pros and cons of my four days at Dimensions, to outline as objectively as one can, the musical highlights and the organisational successes. But, truthfully, all I want to write is just how utterly magical the whole festival was, how my expectations from its first year were not only met but exceeded, and how I will definitely be returning next year, and the year after that, and the year after that.

In my opinion, there are three key reasons behind the beauty of Dimensions Festival: the insanely picturesque Istrian location (beach front during the day and abandoned 19th century fort at night), the fun-loving, not too posey, and musically-educated crowd, and the superbly-curated lineup. It’s these elements that informed the countless moments, on all four days, where I would stand and look out in amazement and think how lucky I was to be in such a beautiful setting, listening to such mind-blowingly good music, and surrounded by such beautiful people. I remember vividly walking out on to the beach party on the very first day and leaping with excitement, seeing the sprawls of happy people dancing and swimming, hearing chilled lo-fi soundwaves travel over the water, and exclaiming to my friends “ISN’T IT JUST BEAUTIFUL?!”. We all knew from the start that we had made the right decision to return to Pula this year, but throughout the weekend it we were continuously astonished at just how much fun we were having.


Photo by Dan Medhurst Photography 


Photo by Dan Medhurst Photography

Despite relatively large success after their debut event last summer, the organizers still pulled out the stops this year making clear efforts to place Dimensions as one of the best electronic events in Croatia. Noticeably more thought was put into the production on many of the stages especially the Beach Party and the addition of The Clearing stage was, I think, relatively successful in limiting some of the human traffic in the main part of the arena. Obviously, one of the biggest additions to the fesival was the Opening Ceremony party on the Wednesday night, that invited some massive headliners down to party in, undoubtedly, one of the best concert venues I’ve ever been to: The Pula Arena, a Roman amphitheatre in the centre of town. The only remaining amphitheatre of its kind with four remaining walls, this Colloseum-esque construction is naturally acoustic and was consequently an incredible arena in which to see the likes of Portico Quartet, Mount Kimbie, and, of course, Bonobo with a full live band. It was pretty cool, to say the least.


Photo by Dan Medhurst Photography

But the real musical treats came over the following four days; so many in fact, that I couldn’t even possibly outline them without going into full blown essay-mode. From the educating Giles Peterson to the sublimely soulful Eglo Records showcase, the sun-kissed beach party led by Romare to The Analogue Cops’ brain-melting techno fest in the Moat, the predictably life-affirming hours of disco and old school cuts from 3 Chairs to the out-of-nowhere set from Moxie that blasted her Deviation colleagues completely out of the water – the variation and the quality was consistently astounding (if you can imagine such an oxymoron!) Plus, we need to take a moment to give praise to the brains and brawn behind The Outside the Fort arena, whoever they may be, for providing the most intense and crisp sound on site and for basically being THE SPOT four nights in a row - never stop what you’re doing, team, you da bestest!


Photo by Marc Sethi 


Photo by Marc Sethi 

Interestingly, many of this year’s acts were invited to return from their performances last year, resulting in a strong sense of continuity and progression, a feeling that some labels and collectives have deservedly become part of the Dimensions fabric. Having spent almost six hours watching the Eglo family feed their delicious soup of soul, disco, and hip hop to the Outside the Fort Stage, and then again for another three hours on the Eglo Records boat party – the team headed up by Alexander Nut definitely felt like a little slice of home at the festival. There was something beautifully cyclical about returning to the same site at the same time a year later, watching some of the same artists embodying the Dimensions’ musical ethos. Certainly, it was an extraordinary moment when, once again, I was handed a glass of straight liquor by the one and only Kenny G (Moodymann) on Sunday night, just as he had handed me one in exactly the same place the year before. I was even standing in the same place with my front right speaker crew, the exact same friends who I had stood next to last year, who were photographed in the exact same place by the same photographer. It was a kind of serendipitous perfection that blew my poor little mind, as I stood lapping up the beautiful, light rain that came and blessed us on the Monday morning, and continues to do so as I sit at my laptop watching this evil, miserable rain pour down my window back home in the UK.


Photo by Dan Medhurst Photography 

All I can say is that I hope with all my heart in 49 weeks I will be standing in that exact same spot, having danced for hours on end, drinking the sweet nectar given to me by Moodymann himself just as the sun starts to slowly rise on Dimensions Festival 2014...because I know that at that moment I will be blissfully happy.

By Becky Young

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MEOKO reviews Festival No.6

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It takes a brave promoter to stage a festival in the middle of September, in northWales. So it was looking for Festival No.6, entering its second year, in the same place over the same weekend as its 2012 debut (which was drenched by downpours). And despite coming at the wrong end of a summer that has stretched long and hot over three months, spirits would once again take a soaking.

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But before the weather proved so divisive, there was magic and there was fun, both waiting to be gorged upon by anyone game enough to buy a ticket. Staging the event in Portmeirion is, essentially, an inspired piece of casting – in fact, it's arguably the crowd-pulling headliner of the whole weekend. The fairytale Italian-inspired village, realised in vivid colour, clinging to a cliff, overlooking a beautiful estuary, ensures the whole festival drips Disney before first beat has even been amplified. Quite rightly, Portmeirion provides the backdrop for some of the weekend's most bewtiching moments: the returning  Brythoniaid male voice choir, who this year took on cover versions from headliners Chic and Manic Street Preachers besides hymns and Men of Harlech (a town appropriately just the other side of the facing hill) amid the same sort of whoops and cheers usually heard down the front of the main stage; Saturday's electric-coloured carnival procession; Andrew Weatherall's sundown set, that saw a man strip to his underpants to tackle the estuary waters to retrieve a glittery ball marooned on a sandbar – much to the crowds appreciation; and of course, the hidden woodland raves where Lowlife and Audio Farm, among others, hosted tiny parties among the trees – a bit like The Hobbit, at a free party

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Picture by Sandy Sharples 

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Picture by Sandy Sharples 

Outside of the village of Portmeirion, and it was always hard to leave, the main field site was dotted with stages – when it wasn't a mud bath, highlights included My Bloody Valentine impressively showcasing MVB in a shock of lights and noise. Andy Votel, Daniel Avery and A Love From Outer Space provided serious dancefloor menace in Studio 6. Frankie Knuckles unveiled crowdpleaser after crowdpleaser while YouTube sensation Davos battled a few sound issues up in the Castle Gardens to bring back the spirit of 92 with his piano-house session. He was followed by Manchester's Justin Robertson, whose unhinged Friday-night rave attack delighted a crowd that looked like they were probably all at Most Excellent 25 years ago – and had brought along that atmosphere as reminder to anyone who wasn't.

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After two wonderful days, punctuated by artist talks, impromtu mime sessions, acoustic sessions, and a fantastic neon marching band, an ominous warning greeted anyone walking back to their tent on Saturday night: campers, make sure your tent is securely pegged down. Gale force, incoming. And so it was that at 730am, 70mph winds battered the site – the main arena was shut, rumours of the festival's cancellation whipped round the site as fast as the winds that blew many a tent away. In such fierce conditions, an exodus was on the cards, with hundreds of festival goers opting, or forced, to leave. For those that stayed the sun, unpredictably, made an appearance, the winds and rain abated, and spirits took a turn for the better. Johnny Marr proved How Soon Is Now will never date; Chic, the vibesy feelgood heroes of this year's festival circuit, did the same with Le Freak; while Carl Craig proved techno can comfortably sit next to acoustic singer-songwriters and edgy bands on any line-up, to any crowd.

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Picture by Sandy Sharples 

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Picture by Sandy Sharples 

It was a triumphant return for Festival No6 – charm, inventiveness, magic and good vibes all scored   high. But if it is  to return successfully year upon year, a scheduling rethink might have to be on the cards, as underlined by Sunday's weather-inspired exodus. A venue and programming rethink, however, would be wholly unnecessary.

 Festival Number 6 

Words: Jane Fitz  

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Wave Goodbye ..for Now - Next Wave with Ricardo Villalobos & RPR Soundsystem: 2nd October

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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.


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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.



RPR SOUNDSYSTEM (Rhadoo-Petre Inspirescu- Raresh)

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