THOSE FUCKING KILLER CHUG-A-LUG KICKS !!!
THAT EVIL BRAZILLIAN CONGO TRACK !!!
THAT DARK BREAKBEAT TUNE HALFWAY THROUGH HIS SET THAT FUCKED EVERYONE UP !!!
THAT GIRL IN THE WHITE DRESS WITH RIPS AT THE SIDES !!!
........... dang, what a fucking wikid evening !
I just got out of the Leafs game (WOO-HOO 4-1 over the Avs) and we went to a bar to drink. Then, at 11pm when I'm starting to get all hammed, my friend Mike asks me if I wanna go to Life to mash it up with some dirty techno. Of course.... I love techno cuz it's so fucking evil and dark... and I like 'Life' so why not !?
We got there at about 1am and it was pretty packed and hot. I went and talked to my buddy Alex who tends the bar in the back, got a few gin n' gingers and proceeded to the main room to check out Marco Carola. I must've been greeted by about 15 happy Leaf fans throughout the night... "Yo, nice jersey man, we won tonight"... or "GO LEAFS" ... or "YO, I WAS AT THE GAME TOO" ... funny shit. I love it !!!! I was wearing the # 10 jersey.
Anyhow, Marco started off with some hard house, not really what I was expecting but.. it was hard enough. After about half an hour of the hard house, he started touching down. He played this track with a sample from Robert Owens old "Bring Down The Walls" track that got me fucking hyped !
By 3:30... I WAS FUCKING JAMMIN' !!!!!!!!!!!
It was so hard to dance and go nuts up until that point cuz it was pretty rammed, but after 4am... there was dancin' room... so I kinda worked the front left area (if yer facing the booth) by the speaker until I left at around 5:30am.
Half way through his set, he played some breaks track that kinda threw everyone off... or so it seemed (lack of enthused dancing). It was sooo dark and evil... all I could do was stand there, look at the floor and bang my head. After the 'breaks interlude', he got back to business... HE FUCKED SHIT UP !
All the guys around me ... and myself... everyone was feelin' that shit... heads nodding like we were robots being controlled by some greater force... the bass..... making our heads bang... taking us prisoners..... I wanted to scream... I wanted to cry... the bass wouldn't let me.... it kept me banging... I couldn't stop... all I wanted to do was take a rest.... no mercy.... killing me with dB's.....
Thank you Lord for the blessing I received.
Marco cleansed my soul... and it is because of him that I swear to attend every techno jam at life that I can.
next time... it would be cool if I'd known TBK'ers were going... we coulda linked... I had mad dro'z on me... whaaaaa !
all in all........ wikid night. Who played after Marco ? If it was Kenny, Imma be 'hella-pissed' ... I left cuz my boy told me that he wasn't gonna show and that some other dude was gonna play.
long live the dirty pounding pains of techno.