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Licking Crystals with Mr. Rogers

Posted in Album News & Reviews, Artists with tags , , on January 10, 2011 by worldromper

The primal sounds and playful style of Mr. Rogers have long captivated the West Coast underground arts community, but now the secret is out and this pioneering producer is poised to conquer the far reaches of the dance floor with his twisted, psychedelic take on bass-heavy midtempo and glitch-ridden breaks. Continue reading

Symbiosis Gathering Changed My Life

Posted in Events, Festivals, Music News with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 6, 2009 by worldromper

This is a story of DF5K.

2007 Fall Seattle DMB Symbiosis Halloween 037It was nearly two years ago now that I moved back to the States from New Zealand. Summer in Seattle was swelling to the crusty-hot days of August and I had a shit job doing shit bartending work at a shit hotel downtown, working long into the night scrubbing bar mats and serving drunk tourists. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing with myself whatsoever. None.

I had never listened to electronic music before in my life.

new zealand is freaking epicWell okay that is not entirely true; I had stumbled upon the dub and reggae scene in New Zealand, and high on rotation in my iPod were Katchafire, Fat Freddy’s Drop, Pitch Black and Salmonella Dub as well as anyone who had remixed them. Guys in the Auckland record stores were always happy to school an interested American girl on their island music.

I had also spent many happy nights out on the town with my flatmate Ian, dancing for hours in Auckland’s happenin’ Viaduct area, and had walked home more than once from these “Heels Only” clubs with bleeding feet. Before in my life I had glided past a thousand dance clubs drooling out lame house music onto the streets, but for some reason, I started going in towards the beats and shaking what my momma gave me for the first time ever.

116I left Auckland, and months of traveling around New Zealand led me to discover pockets of counterculture dotted all over the two islands. Tiny camp towns like Marahau, barely even a freckle on the map, are nestled next to insane national parks and were populated by a swirling mix of artsy locals, hikers who were about to tramp the mountains or who had just returned from a month in the bush, world travelers, hippies, neohippies, surfers from Santa Cruz, stoners, seekers, searchers, and freaks like me.

These havens were full of people whose life was centered around sharing art and creating a sustainable and beautiful life, such a stark contrast to most Americans I knew whose only goals seemed to revolve around bigger cars, bigger houses, and more more more.

But soon enough I was back in the US of A and fairly floating through space and time with no plans and no idea whatsoever. I wondered where the beautiful spirits congregated on this continent, and if I would find them.

2007 Fall Seattle DMB Symbiosis Halloween 033And then a friend invited me to this music and art festival in the woods of Northern California called Symbiosis. It would be a very long day’s drive from Seattle with him and his girlfriend and we would stay for three nights at  place called Angel’s Camp. The festival was focused on sustainability and would be a pack-in, pack-out affair. Did I want to go?

Hell yes I did. I had the slight problem of a jobby-job, but I have never been one to let a bullshit job get in the way of my life. So, I faked pneumonia. I went to the hospital (to be fair I did have a cough) and when the doctor said he could write me a note to get off work for two days, I said, “well, how about until next Tuesday?” The doctor agreed and I was off work for a very long weekend, bound for my first true outdoor party experience.

I think you guys know how this story goes.

2007 Fall Seattle DMB Symbiosis Halloween 046Arriving early to the isolated location, my friends and I set up our tents in between the two stages, and what happened for the next four days in that remote wooded spot changed my life forever, as I now write to you deep in the thick of what will be my life’s work, writing for and promoting the music that I love and the artists who make it. It was not just the music I experienced that shook my spirit and lit my soul on fire, but the thick saturation of artistic expression and the community around it. It was a haven for freaks like me; I had finally found a home in this life, and it was beautiful.

When I look back at the lineup for Symbiosis 2007, it blows my mind: Shpongle, Flying Lotus, Ott, Bluetech, Glitch Mob, BLVD, Souleye, Ana Sia, Zilla, Lazer Sword, Audiovoid, Danny Corn, Hallucinogen in Dub, Chris de Luca, Mala, Bassnectar and dozens and dozens more. These artists were my first toe-dip into the world of EDM, and I think you can see why I turned out the way I did.

2007 Fall Seattle DMB Symbiosis Halloween 045I can’t remember if it was the first or second day, but around about five in the morning one night these four guys were up on the second stage, just tearing up the dance floor. They were slamming sound down with such force I thought my neck might break; I had never before experienced any type of music, electronic or otherwise, that was so fresh and unique and unlike anything else out there. I was not hearing this music, I was living it: I was breathless and losing clothes by the minute and probably had a long string of drool dripping off my lower lip.

I turned to a new friend next to me on the dance floor and asked, “What do you call this music? With the really heavy, fucked-up bass?”

You call it GLITCH,” was the reply. And a fiend was born.

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Since that night I have seen the Glitch Mob dozens of times and have devoted my life to sharing not just glitch hop and its bass-slutty cousins, but the whole music and art and community experience that has meant so much to me in this life, which I think I can say, a DJ saved.

I returned to Seattle with an insatiable hunger for the beats and began going out six nights a week to electronic music shows, meeting new friends with open arms at every turn. While I might possibly have found another road to the electronic arts that I now so adore, I did not. Symbiosis opened my eyes and set me on my current life path of promoting and writing for musicians and artists. I am eternally grateful for the past, and forever stoked for the future.

2007 Fall Seattle DMB Symbiosis Halloween 036Now, after a year’s respite, Symbiosis Gathering is back for 2009, this time at Camp Mather on the doorstep to Yosemite from September 17-21 and with a lineup that will slap you across the face, pour fireworks into your soul and call you a cheesemaker. Check the whole lineup here; I am most looking forward to hearing Caspa, Amon Tobin, Bassnectar, Pretty Lights, the Glitch Mob, Shpongle, Flying Lotus, Hallucinogen, Mala, N-Type, an-ten-nae, Mimosa, Of Porcelain, Vibesquad, Heyoka, Kether, Lazer Sword, Lipp Service, Souleye, Welder, Random Rab, Babylon System, Jupit3r, Mozaic, Mr. Rogers, R/D, Treavor Moontribe, Sleepyhead, Sexytime, Nikola Baytala, Noah Pred and about eight zillion more.

2007 Fall Seattle DMB Symbiosis Halloween 042I will no doubt discover several new favorites, and I am more excited about this outdoor festival than any other this year. Not to be rash, but I have heard several people talk about how much more fun Symbiosis is than Burning Man. Whoa. That is almost party blasphemy, right?

Whether you are just hearing about Symbiosis Gathering or have been waiting with baited breath for this year’s installment, one thing is certain: the music will blow your mind, stamped and approved by DF5K.

And it just might change your life.

Shilo’s JULY EVENTS

Posted in Events, Lists, Note to Readers with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 30, 2009 by worldromper

Hello fair readers!

Hot July = Hot Parties. Hope your sum-sum-summaTIME is going well!

As usual, I will update this post frequently as the month goes along, and you can always find my current list of events on the left-hand side of my blog’s home page under the links for “FIND LA EVENTS“.

JULY:

  • 1: Low End Theory w/Exile, Mono/Poly & Egadz; Hell and the Lake of Fire Release Party #1 for Gaslamp Killer’s Mix CD
  • 2: Hell and the Lake of Fire Release Party #2 for Gaslamp Killer’s Mix CD with SamIYam @ TBA in Venice
  • 3: Planetary Series: Red Planet w/Octave One, Robert Hood, Developer and Robtronik @ TBA (and until 7AM, baby!)
  • 7: Arena Bass w/Smog feat. Evol, Pablo Hassan, Unit, Steady & Kemst @ The Arena
  • 8: Scion House Party w/Kode 9, Spaceape, Martyn & 12th Planet @ Roxy
  • 8: Low End Theory: Blank Blue Combine EP Release w/Andy Votel & Massa
  • 9: Free the Robots, KnifeDreams, Austin Speed & Tealong @ The Crosby
  • 10: Space Island @ the Echoplex w/ VIBESQUAD, Knowa Knowone & Henry Strange
  • 14: The Do LaB presents: Bonobo @ King King w/Of Porcelain and R/D
  • 15: Nosaj Thing Revisited @ Low End Theory
  • 16: MIDDLEGROUND by Space Island w/HEYOKA, Ruff Hauser, Stephan Jacobs & Heavenly Father @ TBA
  • 17: BASSFACE w/DZ, Kozee, Sam Supa, Ras G, SamiYam @ TBA
  • 18-19: Wildlife presents: Magical Sunshine Festival w/David Starfire, Pawn, Emu, Skandar, Osal8, Austin Speed, Philly B, lots more
  • 22: Daedelus and Free the Robots @ Low End Theory
  • 23: SMOG @ Respect w/Katz, DLX, Evol, Dustmite & Kemst
  • 24: More Voltage Tour: GLITCH MOB w/Nosaj Thing & Daddy Kev @ Roxy
  • 24: Cut Chemist @ The Getty: FREE!
  • 25: Master P on Atari Tour w/Mochipet, [a]pendics.shuffle, Boom Bip, Sodapop, Oro11 & New Berlin @ The Silver Echo Gallery
  • 28: DUBTROIT w/Sukh Knight
  • 28: BassScience @ Zanzibar in Santa Monica

I am thinking that July should look something like this:

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Mr. Rogers & the Redmond Rambler

Posted in Artists, LISTEN TO THIS with tags , , on February 3, 2009 by worldromper

That hat is mine! Wait- is someone handing Mr. Rogers a beer out of the bathtub?

See?

See? My hat!

Sudapop's hat?

...or is it Sudapop's hat?

...Lynzie's hat?

...Lynzie's hat?

...ah okay, that hat OBVIOUSLY belongs on this guy!

...ah okay, the hat OBVIOUSLY belongs on this guy! Precious Gem Stones FTW! (Notice the sweet American flag shutter shades, to be featured in my next 'Seattle style' piece along with mullets and jackets with a hole in the back)

From The Front Lines: Echoplex with FLYamSAM, Gaslamp Killer & More

Posted in From the Front Lines (Show Reviews) with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 17, 2009 by worldromper

Does it do it for you? Does the early-night sight of a cheap plastic table piled high with laptops with glowing, bitten apples, USB cables up the kazoo and out the wazoo, wires and boxes with buttons and knobs all over the place do it for ya? Does it make you bob up and down like a cork in whiskey with a stupid fucking grin plastered on your face for so long your cheeks hurt? Does it bring your heart up in your throat like you just saw the boy you like staring at you with very bad intentions in his head? Does it make you dance like this is your only life and you are going to die someday? Does it?

Well it sure as hell does it for me. 

Can I get a FUCK YES for the button pressers? For the unapologetic wizards who give us the gift of dance night after night? For the boys and girls moving forward the future of fucking sound with their electronic creations and tireless efforts?

I woke up this morning after less than four hours of sleep, bright eyed with strands of words in my head desperately trying to worm their way out before they disintegrated into a lost dream. Maybe it was the pseudoephedrine-laced cough medicine I took last night (now I understand why they make FUCKING CRANK out of that shit), but by all practical purposes I should have slept deep into the bright and sunny day. But I couldn’t stay in bed and was up by 7AM, energized by the talent I experienced the night before and yes, this insane LA sunshine on my face. I had forgotten what it was like to walk outside and have the weather lift your spirits, instead of peering into another gloomy, overcast day and wanting to kill a bird and break somebody’s windshield just for the hell of it.

Sorry Seattle. My bad. But you are going to have to put up with my super annoying OMFGILOVETHESUNSHINE shit for a while. I will try and send some up the West Coast to you; expect it mid-July. For a month.

So anyway I arrived around 11:30 last night at the Echoplex, a big dark belly of a place with the stickiest floors I’ve danced on in a WHILE. That’s how I like it though- give me divey and grimey and filthy and city OR give me the outdoors in the forest or field or beach. I am a woman of extremes, though I did not favor the pussy little drinks in Dixie Cups at the Echoplex one bit- next time I’m bringing a flask. The sound was pretty good up front although towards the back it got a little cloudy; this didn’t bother me however since I am never in the back of the room. I am a card-carrying speaker freaker, and you know this.

Now the Echoplex is in the neighborhood of Echo Park in Los Angeles, an area I was warned to never, ever to go at night lest the roving gangs of marauders decapitate me the instant I stop at a red light and disperse my body parts to the four corners of the universe. Obviously this did not happen. Cough cough, did somebody say culture of fear?

I arrived as the earlier show of the night was coming to an end and the funky Latino punk-hop band Ozotmatli was working the crowd- it was hot and sweaty and smelly up front as the dance floor jumped around, got down, and waved arms on command. Great dance music and lyrics (DONDE ESTA LA AFTER PARTY?), but since I was there for the late-late action I didn’t want to go too crazy and instead had a drink and went out to the smoking section where I met friends # 12, 13, and 14 in Los Angeles, all of whom welcomed me with big smiles to their city which they obviously love. I also met Carmen, the chick in the bathroom selling cigarettes, condoms, and gum- I don’t think anyone had asked her name since 2006. I have had a very warm welcome here indeed- not only have the temperatures been flipping sub-tropical but the artists I know in LA have reached out to me with open arms, putting me on lists and inviting me to sweet parties all over the city. 

Ozomatli finished up with a powerful political message, truly a great introduction for me to LA’s vibrant and active Latino community and a great funk-forward band. The crowd thinned out dramatically and became more rainbow with fewer women. And I ask again, why the hell are electronic music shows so dominated by the boys?

“BOYS! MUSIC! NOW! PRESS SOME BUTTONS!” was what I was screaming in my head at the sound guys of the Echoplex who had quite the rough time getting their shit together so Eliot Lipp and Alex B could play. Finally, the bass boomed out and we got the fat fucking beats we had been waiting for. These guys are the shit, in case you didn’t know. Check out the mixes on their Myspace pages. Now. 

The Echoplex ruckus was the official after party for the STS9 show; people started to trickle in and by the time the Gaslamp Killer went on, the floor was getting hot with one crazy blond chick dancing like a mad woman down front (there’s freaks in LA, WATCH OUT YO). “Hope you sound guys are ready for me,” the artist taunted the techies with a smile.

Now, I must tell you: I love the Gaslamp Killer. No, let me rephrase that: I FUCKING LOVE THE MOTHERFUCKING GASLAMP KILLER. His set was rudely and heavily cut with grimy dubstep and the boy acts like he is commanding an orchestra of dancing zombie minions or maybe an army of club kid-skeleton freaks to do his bidding as he swings his arms and fro maniacally to his hefty beats. Jesus Christ, where do I enlist? Another sound guy had to crawl out and put some sort of jack under the table to hold up the weight of the equipment and of course, that chunky bass. And wow, do the ladies love that fro or WHAT? He is my new favorite.

After that inspiring set, the oh-so-loveable Flying Lotus stepped onto the stage alongside SamIYam and together as FLYamSAM, proceeded to lay down crackled, warped brain music, a perfect fit in the dank underground club, and I danced the rest of the night away. The two play off each other well, having a great time. I always love watching Flying Lotus do his thing because he exudes joy, his passion for his music as apparent as his smile. I always just want to hug him. I left before the very end, ‘cuz motherfucker I’m ill, not sick- no really, I am existing way under the weather and my normal hyper-energetic self. I have no health insurance, but no worries- music is the medicine.

The crowd last night was not huge, but truly these cats are ahead of their time. A lot of people don’t quite ‘get’ the music they are making, for they are on the bullethead of the art of sound and it takes the majority of people a while to catch up. But they will. Keep doin’ it, yall, for all of us alive out here. I see how the bass slut scene in Seattle has grown in one year, and I must say I could not be more excited to see and help this music dominate the West Coast and then on to the world. You guys with me?

And speaking of noodling up to artists: please, people, when a DJ or producer or MC or visual artist wows you, TELL THEM. Thank them. Creating something from your brain and putting it out there and saying “hey everybody, judge me please” takes a lot of balls. As a writer I know the power of words; kind statements from my friends nourish me for weeks and weeks. So tonight while you are out if someone rocks your world, let them know. You don’t have to have a colorful vocab (watch the low jab)- just saying ‘thanks’ helps artists to keep creating and making the world better for all of us. SO DO IT.

Speaking of tonight: STS9 plays another show here in LA at the historic Wiltern Theatre; I will be there early as to not miss one second of Kraddy, OOah, edIT and Boreta as they rain down mad sulphurous thunderfuck upon the crowd. Then for me it is on to a sweet rooftop party downtown with Robot Koch- after getting to party all night with his Jahcoozi-mates Sasha and Oren at this year’s Decibel Festival, I must say- it’s going to be one HELL of a night.

Seattle, you’ve got Mr. Rogers and birthday boy novaTRON at J-Sun’s going away party tonight at the Lo-Fi. DO NOT MISS.

Again, this blog is a work in progress. I LOVE getting comments, yes even negative ones. I like to hear what you have to say, so say it loud. Does anybody get my referrals to random lyrics and songs? Souleye, maybe?

Peace and love. Have a great Saturday night and remember, safety first, after fun.