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Low End Theory San Francisco April 1: Nosaj Thing, Dibiase, Jon Hopkins + ALL RESIDENTS

Posted in Events with tags , on March 25, 2011 by worldromper

April 1st Low End Theory San Francisco returns! 

Featuring all residents:

DADDY KEV
NOBODY
THE GASLAMP KILLER
D-STYLES
NOCANDO 

Plus special guests:

NOSAJ THING
DIBIASE
JON HOPKINS
JEL
ASURA 

10pm-4am
21+
$15 presale/$20 at the door

Presale tickets now on sale:
http://103-20110401-fb.eventbrite.com/

Low End Theory San Francisco March 4: CHECK OUT THIS LINEUP

Posted in Events with tags , on February 21, 2011 by worldromper

Flying Lotus, Free the Robots, Matthewdavid, Shlohmo, Dose One, Tully + all Low End Theory residents Daddy Kev, D-Styles, Nocando, Nobody & The MOTHER FUCKING GASLAMP KILLER!

Plane ticket to SF = bought

LOW END THEORY SAN FRANCISCO

Posted in Events, Music News with tags , on December 15, 2010 by worldromper


The Bay is getting bent! A new LOW END THEORY monthly debuts on Friday January 21 at 103 Harriet (yes that is the correct venue) with all the LA residents: Daddy Kev, DJ Nobody, D-Styles, Nocando and The Gaslamp Killer plus special guests Daedelus, Baths & more TBA.

After the initial show, Low End Theory SF will take place the first Friday of the month beginning March 4.

Stay tuned here for the details as they emerge!

A Midwinter’s Chill: Apparat, Bluetech, Deru, Marty Party, Heyoka & Nanda (REVIEW)

Posted in From the Front Lines (Show Reviews) with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 7, 2010 by worldromper

The Sea of Dreams party ignited my idea to go to San Francisco for the New Year’s Eve weekend, but what sealed the deal was the show put on by an-ten-nae the following night, A Midwinter’s Chill.

I was drawn in by the eclectic lineup packed with heavy talent, a well-designed evening of artists bringing a myriad of styles and genres to the stage. It was set to be the perfect exhale for the wild night before, and when I walked into the venue Friday night I did just that. Although I love the all-out massives, I really love smaller and more intimate festivities where it is easier to talk to people, from the bartender to the DJ to the promoter to new friends in the crowd.

Sliding in around 11PM I missed almost all of Nanda‘s set; judging from the songs on his Myspace page, this was a mistake. Luckily up next was Deru, whose sets seem to get better each time I hear him, always casting out juicy tracks so lush they are almost lurid.

The details of the venue itself faded into the background against a swirl of revelers, heady from holiday celebrations, myself included. A couple of new friends had decided to hit the party with Android Bishop and I after hearing the music I was playing back at the house- I truly believe that the only reason that people don’t listen to the music I do is because they haven’t heard it yet. Running into a few homies from LA as well, I romped around the party with random friends at three stages of music- a swell deal for the $20 door cover.

Outside Dance Floor

The hot and sweaty side room was pulsing with the sounds of Laura and Shawna who had both played Sea of Dreams the night before, and even better was the outside smoking area presided over by a giant bus pumping out slap-happy dubstep. The heat lamps weren’t even needed as the crowd was bumping and hopping. I don’t know who the DJs were and I meant to climb into the bus where people were dancing and find out, but I kept getting pulled back to the main stage.

I enjoyed Bluetech‘s music more than ever before; sometimes his sets can be bit too downtempo for my hyperactive self, but this one seemed to hit exactly the right pace and smooth over any ridges in the night, working the dance floor into a warm lather.

Apparat's Hands

Next up was Apparat, revving the party up a notch with a firey blend of technoish beats that seemed orchestral they were so encompassing and riveting. And riveted I was; it was one of those nights where I hardly even hit the bar or the bathroom, I was bound to the dance floor, my home.

Marty Party was the much-welcomed surprise guest, further upping the ante with trip-smacking tunes and a stage presence that made me smile as much as his beats made me groove. He is fun to watch, especially from the stage which is where I found myself for much of the night, hiding out behind the speakers for the best view in the house.

AND SHILO

Bringing down the night was another favorite of mine- Heyoka, whose grinding, chunky tunes seem to twist the bass into new animals that run off across the dance floor, contorting every body they encounter into slobbering spasms. I didn’t get to stay for his whole set as my ride was seriously about to drive off without me- but I walked out into the morning absolutely blissful from two incredible nights of dancing and music. Setting the tone for the days to come, there is no better place to start a new year and a new decade than the dance floor.

Much love and mad props to an-ten-nae; I have enjoyed his music for quite a while but have only recently experienced his prowess as an event producer. Also quite the character, this guy is at the top of my book! I would love to hear a little more of Muti Music‘s crunchy style down in SoCal, and with Mimosa now living in LA it is only a matter of time before it happens.

There is a collision of cataclysmic proportions going on right now between hip hop and electronic music; two continents of style crashing together to create an epic mountain range. Each peak is a different new sound, and we are living smack in the middle of the mountains. Hope you’ve got your climbing gear on.

First the West Coast, and then the world.

And one last time, happy 2010. Let’s do this shit.

LOOK AT THIS STUPID LINEUP: Chinese New Year in SF

Posted in Events with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 5, 2010 by worldromper

Just try and read this lineup for February 5 without getting all tight in the pants:

  • OOah
  • Krazy Baldhead
  • 16Bit
  • Jazzsteppa
  • Kraddy
  • Deru
  • R/D
  • Ana Sia
  • an-ten-nae
  • Dov
  • David Starfire
  • Heyoka
  • Spit Brothers
  • Ripple
  • Little John
  • Brother
  • Laura
  • Roommate
  • Rastatronics
  • JSuave
  • Mozaic
  • Shawna
  • Stridah
  • Nanda
  • Timonkey
  • Digital Honey
  • Dub Pirates
  • Clorophil

Before you start crying because this party is in San Francisco at 103 Harriet Street and you’re not, just remember that it’s just a six hour drive from LA, a mere hop, skip and a jump away. Growing up in Texas gave me a distorted sense of distance and anything less than an eight hour drive is cheesecake!

Chinese New Year: Year of the Tiger (presented by an-ten-nae and Raindance) will also feature a midnight procession with the White Crane Lion dancers, a dragon dance, mask and tail making, live art and the Omshantea Tea Lounge. And probably some hippies.

For more information please visit an-ten-nae.net or the Facebook event page here.

*THIS JUST IN* A small number of $15 presale tickets are available here.

Sea of Dreams: New Years Eve in San Francisco

Posted in From the Front Lines (Show Reviews) with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 5, 2010 by worldromper

Sea of Dreams

For New Year’s Eve I headed north to San Francisco for the 10th Annual Sea of Dreams, which in my musical opinion had the best lineup of any NYE party in North America, and possibly the world. I know there are some people seemingly stuck on the rivalry between SF and LA, but I love both cities. Each metropolis has its own unique energy and colorful style, and each underground electronic music community has a distinct flavor. For San Francisco it is the taste of a crunchy rainbow, of a slap-happy trip into psychedelica and I was stoked for a change of pace as well as for the road trip up the 101.

Entrance to Sea of Dreams

Getting in to Sea of Dreams was a breeze; they had amusement park-type lines separated in stacks for the rush of revelers and plenty of gate employees, a welcome relief for anyone who has ever stood in a party line for an hour or more in the cold. I would like to see all promoters of large events enact this entry system. Bravo.

Once inside I quickly sunk into the heady vibe of the party; rave ON. The San Francisco Concourse Exhibition Center was huge! Soaring ceilings added a cathedral-like atmosphere to the venue and necks craned upward to try and take in the whole of the sacred space.

That’s why I was there- to worship at the altar of dance. Today we create our own temples of the sacred with our people and our energy, and the divine nature of play was on full display this holiday night, elevated to new heights in the tall venue. Stretching wide was plenty of open space to run around and jump in, to go nomad and wander the playground like a gypsy. The coat check line was way too long for me so I shoved my coat down into a flower pot and forgot about it until 5AM.

The Do LaB Stage- Can you find the DJ?

I was immediately drawn to The Do LaB stage, with a giant bright green and brown tree that snaked its way up the side of the lobby, growing into the ceiling with branches that overhung our bouncing heads and dripped ripe red teardrop-fruit over the dance floor.

Hot Chicks

Like a Keebler Elf making bass biscuits, the DJ was entrenched in the tree trunk. The dance floor, though not the smallest of the venue, was the most intimate, more organic and set down in a notch. It was like a little wooded knoll, with a staircase in back leading up to the Silent Disco, providing a balcony for looky-loos. In the middle of the dance floor was a big box where girls, and some guys, were dancing and strutting around, a talent they have trained to the teeth in San Francisco. Strut Francisco.

Despite the sound which seemed a little too quiet for a Funktion One, The Do LaB stage was my favorite of the night and where I began and ended my evening, journeying out and then returning to my grotto-home under the leaves. Dee was playing when I first arrived, then soon Ana Sia took over and delivered juicy jams until the midnight countdown. Everyone shook off the old year like a disturbing dream and dove into 2010. Hooray for new beginnings!

Cirqularious Aerialists

In the middle of the giant venue were three more stages: the Lunasea Stage, the Hookahdome and a smaller Circus Stage from which aerialists performed their limber daredevil acts above the crowd, of which I caught a bit of Cirqularious. The Lunasea Stage, the larger of the three, continued after midnight with lineup of the Glitch Mob, Ghostland Observatory and EOTO- not bad!

Lunasea Stage, The Glitch Mob

For the Glitch Mob I was right up front and to the right in a throbbing mess of sweaty, screaming bodies and one would-be bag thief who I punked in the act. The Glitch Mob, maybe not as brassy as in the past, played a hard-hitting set with a nice slice of new tracks and some old favorites as well. Near the end of their set, a thick sheet of wind blew out from the stage, throwing onto the dance floor a million pieces of ticker-tape from the midnight balloon drop and other assorted trash along with a fat slap of cool air. We cheered.

Pathway with Temple

On the next stage over Ozomatli was destroying shit with wild abandon, I moved around a bit but found myself returning to the Glitch Mob stage. All around the venue were lounges and places to chill, stairs to climb and goon out over the dance floor, a Silent Disco up top (which I skipped), shitty $5 pizza (for the empty stomach), $10 mixed drinks (I bought one and promptly dropped it on the dance floor), and hippie-

Mountain over Lunasea Stage

paraphernalia vendors including my good friend Raja from Seattle who I was very excited to bump into- you probably know him as The Hologram Man, and his art booth is always more of a party than a sales floor. Next to a tea house was one of the ornate temples from Symbiosis Gathering, and bejeweled bodies decked out in velvet and satiny materials hung from the ceiling, twisted and sparkling.

Further decorating the venue besides those glorious stacks of speakers were huge, 30′ tall glowing paper lanterns lit with lasers, undersea motifs like fish and sea floor drudge, and soaring above the center was a mountain made of white strips of material and dusted with visual stimuli. The affect was really neat and encompassing (at one point I swear I was looking at a real mountain) and made you forget that you were in some sterile convention hall completely.

The flow of the party was fantastic- I think a lot of promoters overlook this and their shows resemble fruit basket turnovers with no cohesive fluidity to the performers or the tempos. But Sea of Dreams staggered the stages them beautifully, allowing each area to rest a bit like a fallow field between artists and dispersing the crowd to check out other acts.

Galaxea Stage, Bassnectar

After the Glitch Mob, Bassnectar went on at the giant Galaxea Stage in the East Hall, whose dance floor was lorded over by immense taloned rockets poised to drill down into the crowd, changing colors every second with the beats. I headed to the back of the crowd in front of the sound guys for a change of pace from the frontline of the Glitch Mob.

Feathers? Headbands? In San Francisco? Weird

Bassnectar slammed our faces off, as usual. His sets seem to lean a certain direction, depending on whether he is playing outside or inside. His outside sets are more trippy and wandering, and his inside sets are more brutally slamming and, dare I say it- curved to appeal to more mainstream audience members who would probably not trek to a festival, but might buy a ticket to a city show.

I love Bassnectar, for the record. I always enjoy his sets and his is the only music that has ever inspired me to rip my clothes off on the dance floor. However sometimes I think that Bassnectar plays too little Bassnectar, oddly enough. If I wanted to hear “More Human Than Human” I would go back to high school and kill myself. But I did want to hear new tracks from Cozza Frenzy and his Pixies remix which he delivered, and I stood in the back and danced my little heart out. With my clothes on.

Lunasea Stage, EOTO

On the neighboring stage Ghostland Observatory was playing and I was bouncing back and forth a bit, but then EOTO came on. WOW these two guys get my prize for best act of the night. EOTO was doing amazing things with a drum kit and live electronics on a small raised platform in the front of the room and people were freaking out. There is dancing, and then there is freaking out. EOTO was just JAMMIN, playing a super high energy set, and the crowd was also super high so shit was really working out. They were just grinding the sound out, and I was pulled into the performance and could almost not walk away.

Lovers in front of Silent Disco, looking down on The Do Lab Stage

But I did, back over to the East Stage where Random Rab was elegantly dreaming up a new musical story and Andrew Jones was creating his magic electronic art. This one act alone would be enough to call me out for an evening. In the Hookahdome, a smaller and more enclosed stage, more room-like and sweaty and dirty was playing (of course) some juicy dubstep out of Jef Stott.

Making my way back to The Do Lab stage, Lowriderz featuring an-ten-nae and Laura had the crowd popping and Shawna took over the reins from there. We continued to dance until 5AM when we spilled out into the first early-morning air of 2010, taking deep breaths of the next decade, which stretched out before us in unknown paths- which are the best kind, of course.

Thank you beautiful party people freaks!

Thank you Sea of Dreams. Like any large-scale party there was a fair share of pushing in the hot crowds, but the cool open space of the venue calmed things down between stages and provided plenty of room to roam. I heard people comment that they thought the ticket price was well worth the show- a rarity when everyone is so damn broke these days.

Sea of Dreams had soul. I am careful about which massives I go to as many are just artfully designed money-making machines that throw up some lasers and sound, invite a couple thousand people and call it good. And it is good. But to be a great party, the promoters must care about the entire experience and the vibe produced by the artists and the crowd; you can feel it when it’s there. Sea of Dreams had it, and I entered into 2010 with some of the freshest new sounds of the impending decade bouncing in my brain. I have a renewed appreciation for life here on the West Coast as well as for my international electronic music community, and have a feeling that I will be making the short journey between LA and San Francisco far more often in the years to come.

Apparat, Bluetech & Deru: Jan 1 in San Francisco

Posted in Events with tags , , , , , , on December 17, 2009 by worldromper

Some people can’t fathom the idea of partying two nights in a row.

I have never met them, but I heard they exist.

For my friends who know that life is short and we will all be old and wrinkly (if we’re lucky) before we know it, the party rolls right into 2010 with a second helping of electronic deliciousness:

an-ten-nae presents:

Apparat (Live), Bluetech and Deru, the most beautiful January 1 booking I have ever seen. Expect an inspirational ice cream cone of melancholy glitch, ambient dub slapped by a hip hop hand, a swan dive into an experimental ocean of melody, a chilled-out trip down tomorrow lane, and a room full of silly-smiled lovers who know that the best is yet to come.

After an evening of BANGERS at Sea of Dreams the night before, treat yourself to A Midwinter’s Chill and return to orbit with these three artists plus more TBA, special guests and an outdoor tented and heated area. Oh I am excited to sail into 2010 on a ship of elegant beats! Meet me at the helm! Er…119 Utah Street!

Check out the Facebook event page here and click here to buy tickets.