sabato 8 aprile 2017

Afterhours In The Golden Age

Ricordo personaggi mitologici e luoghi a volte improbabili, facce stravolte e pace collettiva, la musica di certi dischi adatti solo ai fuori orario.
Ricordo quel granaio introvabile dove si svolse un dopo festa del Go-Bang nel 1993 dove era presente Dj Ralf. e "The Fog" fu il disco esatto per definire l'esperienza.
Ricordo i muri grezzi e bianchi del Ranch e tutti a fare percussioni sulle bottiglie di birra.
Ricordo Vasco Rigoni al Gilda che in un momento della tarda mattina portava via in braccio una ragazza in accappatoio mentre Dj Stefano Noferini stava suonando French Kiss,
Ricordo il tetto che si apriva all'alba nel ferragosto del Muretto e Dj Flavio che era in modalità "down" e pilota automatico.
Ricordo un Gatto e la Volpe dove se ti voltavi verso il cubo vedevi un tizio che ballava con addosso solo bende tipo mummia e Ralf che arrivato per ultimo causa una lunga dormita metteva su solo De Lacy per chiudere la festa.
Ricordo quando in un rave party nel Carso delle foibe all'after io suonai De Lacy e il sole cominciò a sorgere.
Ricordo la 12 ore convention di Caorle e la successiva bocca impastata causa troppe gauloises fumate, e dopo mezzogiorno noi post-punk di pelle in mezzo al paese dove le famiglie facevano il loro giretto domenicale, tipico accostamento improbabile.
Ricordo al Pacha di Ibiza una one night di Dj Roger Sanchez dove suonò 10 ore ininterrottamente e poi io andai via come se niente fosse e tornai a casa con lo scooter evitando di sbandare sulle strade scivolose della mattina.
Ricordo la magia della musica e quella malinconia che regalava, in quanto sapevi che la festa andata avanti dalla notte al giorno stava terminando.
Ricordo la golden age.




I remember mythological persons and places sometimes improbable, distorted faces and collective peace, into the ears some music only suitable in the overtime.
I remember that granary nowhere to be found where go after a Go-Bang party in 1993 where the top player was DJ Ralf. and "The Fog" was the exact to define the experience.
I remember the raw and white walls of the Ranch, and all to do drumming on beer bottles.
I remember Vasco Rigoni into Gilda that at some point in late morning took away her up a girl in a bathrobe while DJ Stefano Noferini was playing French Kiss,
I remember the roof that opened of Muretto in mid-august at the dawn of the wall partition and Dj Flavio who was in the autopilot and "down"mode.
I remember a Gatto & la Volpe where if you turned to the cube you saw a guy who danced wearing only kind mummy bandages and Dj Ralf came in last too late because lost in sleep and come only to put on De Lacy to close the event.
I remember when in a rave party in the sinkholes of Karst at the after I played De Lacy and the sun began to rise.
I remember the 12 hours convention in Caorle and subsequent mouth slurred because i smooke too many gauloises, and after noon when we post-punk in leather in the land where families did their Sunday stroll, typical unlikely juxtaposition.
I remember at Pacha Ibiza a one night with  DJ Roger Sanchez where he played 10 hours non-stop and then I went off like it was nothing and i went home with the scooter and avoid skidding on slippery roads in the morning.
I remember the magic of music and the melancholy that gave, because you know that the party went forward from night to day was ending.
I remember  the golden age.


 















































Playgroup

What's happening?
Unreleased track never be living undercover if you are Trevor Jackson a.k.a. Playgroup.


        

venerdì 10 marzo 2017

Basement Jaxx - Dusk til Dawn

E' cominciata la stagione del ciclismo e riascoltando questo sprinter devo ammettere che di pedalate con questi Basement Jaxx ne abbiamo fatte eccome...

It 'started the season of cycling and listening again to this sprinter I have to admit that these rides with this kind of Basement Jaxx we've done well...


 

Pèpe

Nothing to say... very cool.


 

venerdì 17 febbraio 2017

Super Conscious

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Da Rebels - Change

Celebrating 25 years of djing ... with a classic.


 

lunedì 30 gennaio 2017

My Kinda Future

Good vibes.


 

Causa

La crisi rappresenta in primis inquietudine, ti fa vivere con tutti i sensi attivati.
La crisi o ti distrugge o ti fortifica.
Per gli artisti la crisi è da sempre una grande opportunità, soprattutto perchè l'artista ha l'urgenza di comunicare.
Questo artista viene dalla Turchia.


The crisis is first and foremost concern, makes you live with all your senses activated.
The crisis or destroys you or makes you stronger.
For artists, the crisis is always a great opportunity, especially because the artist has the urgency to communicate.
This artist come from Turkey.


 
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