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Laurent Garnier live at Boiler Room x WHP

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If you visit this blog often you would of caught me waxing lyrical at the end of last year about a DJ set from Laurent Garnier at the Warehouse Project. There was a four hour ‘snippet’ of that set floating around at the time, but another one has since materialised cramming an extra 90 minutes in and crucially, the moment where I pretty much walked in when a fairly famous record from Manchester kicked in.

On top of that there’s also a video from the Boiler Room crew which weighs in at 80 minutes, really getting the magic of the night down. Whilst they have undoubtedly revolutionised the way in which we ‘view’ club sets from afar via the internet, the videos sometimes comes off as a bit sterilised when it’s a small amount of people (although that same forumla is equally memorable when thrown off kilter). This time though they had a genuine contender for greatest DJ of all time playing a retrospective set in one of the best club spaces on the planet; ground-breaking it may not have been but fucking awesome it most certainly was.

Anyway; just enjoy the video/audio.

Lewis Boardman Five Hour set in the Shipping Forecast

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Circus resident Lewis Boardman gets the full night focus in the first Circus of 2013 in its native Liverpool, playing five hours in the Hold of the Shipping Forecast tomorrow evening. The below promo mix gives an indication of what to expect. Full details here.

One Night in Berlin – feature on DT

This was originally up on Data Transmission but it got lost in the ether when they hooked in their new site, which is a shame. Here it is in unabridged glory…

Budget airlines. As well as lost luggage, cancelled flights and a mish-mash of other travelling problems that they have contributed towards, their one undeniable quality is how they’ve shrunk the world. 20 years ago hop-footing across the continent at ready ease was almost unheard of, but the advent of the cheap flights has gifted us the weekend away at a marginal expense, in some cases actually a saving when compared to the rates shelled out on equivalent partying in this country.

Fancy boshing it in the Balkans; no problem, Mediterranean mischief; easily reached. And as the borders on rave’s international frontiers shrink ever further people get more and more excited about the electronic pulse beating across the planet. There’s one destination though that excitedly reaches out as the avant-garde of modern dance music, arguably even wrestling the grip of Ibiza’s Balearic rule. And it’s from here that Data Transmission brings you this rave report; fully seduced by the Teutonic clutch of Berlin after a monstrous partying induction.

We’d heard all the stories before we were sent over there, advice thrust on us by rave weary veterans of the city’s scene and battle scarred tourists who fell afoul of certain door policies. Don’t allow your English accent to come out in a door queue, don’t associate in large groups of males; going to Berlin feels a little bit like a first day of school or university rather than one big huge party. Heeding these sanguine voices, we built a quick itinerary to experience as much of the city’s clubs in one evening (with a backup option; the advice didn’t fall on wholly deaf ears) and set ourselves up for a marathon of Germanic groove gluttony.

Frist up is Tape, where London disco impresarios Horsemeat Disco are starting a new residency. Jim Stanton heads up the Vauxhall massive and is part of a rather fitting beginning to our evening of Deutsch debauchery. Doubled up with what looks like a large ornamental tree within the middle of the dancefloor, Tape’s appeal is its size. There’s space for maybe 500 hedonists inside, more if the as of yet unopened balcony swings its doors outwards, but it’s the perfect environ of intimacy for the music policy that informs HMD’s remit.

Funk licks, synth driven disco and hip shaking groove rip through the soundsystem, two notable highlights being Rene and Angela’s ‘I need You’ and Chaka Khan’s ‘I know you I live you’. The lyrical content isn’t lost on the crowd; both are heartfelt paeans to love which seeps into the activity of the patrons. We’ll just leave it that they’re rather gleefully getting to know one another that little bit better, contributing to a brilliantly open atmosphere which enhances the music. Time sadly is at a massive premium, and as we rush outwards to our next destination the promoters insist things are yet to get going. They’re 100% right, ensuring that already there’s unfinished business in the city that demands a return…

Next up is Weekend. Famed for a lighting rig as much as its soundsystem, the club has been eulogised as the archetypal hi-tech club and it’s a depiction that fits perfectly. Encased on the top floor of a skyscraper office block, once getting in you’re whisked to a lift which climbs ten flights in less than 30 seconds. Inside it’s a neon paradise; darkly lit aside from various junctures around the perimeter and the bar at the back of the club. Marc Houle is playing, just before his ties were cut with Minus, and his soundtrack of bass heavy techno is certainly giving the crowd plenty of food for thought. And then come the lights.

Whilst Watergate’s LED system is widely heralded, Weekend takes the same concept and simplifies it to devastating effect. A panel of time controlled light bulbs is all that it consists of, but results in brilliant bursts of lights at intermittent periods. And it works phenomenally well, Houle utilising it with devastating results when, with just a mere kick drum pumping out of the speakers with the dancefloor in total darkness, it suddenly erupts alongside a ferocious synth line revealing a cascade of clubbers completely enraptured by the moment.

It’s jaw dropping stuff, a visceral delight that tandems perfectly with the music. There’s even a glorious rooftop terrace as well to catch your breath (or turn it onto nicotine), but with time not on our side the dancefloor and its mindfuck lights are heaven for pretty much the entirety of our stay, Houle’s set a gloriously pounding ensemble of sheer hedonism. Finally dragged away, we leave the club safe in the knowledge that things are hopefully going to get a lot better. Next up is Berghain.

The queues are almost as legendary as the club itself, such to the extent that doubled up with the 50% fail rate of getting in (heightened apparently if you betray your British roots) the tales of people that don’t make it in are as mythologised to the extent the club is itself. Unassuming from the outside, what looks like an old and battered eastern bloc building is actually a gateway to a world of techno salvation, with its twin club Panoramabar adding a deep house alternative which is widely held as the best environ in the world to Jack’s groove. And the hype has obviously built; when we arrive the queue stretches back an incomprehensible distance and we’re left with the daunting prospect of missing out on the Promised Land.

Fortunately, luck is on our side and we manage to get in, at which point we are greeted by probably the best news we can imagine: the hype is wholly deserved. If you wanted to create a scene for a film of a nightclub that eschewed gimmicks and useless components, this is exactly what you would come up with. A huge expansive space, it’s full of monstrous iron staircases, massive ceilings and a dancefloor that is as primal as you’d expect from techno’s premier clubspace. It’s also completely shorn of negative attitude; whilst we’ve seen more hedonistic crowds in the past there’s an overwhelming sense of freedom about everything and everyone, and the effect this has on you whilst you are there is tangible.

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The variety of people mingling only further emphasises this; hipsters, unassuming clubbers and an assortment of more colourful characters populating the club, all adding to an experience that is, for want of a less clichéd term, overwhelming. Panoramabar is much the same, smaller and more intimate but equally as no nonsense in approach and a sea of writhing flesh drifting in and out of the musical manoeuvres. We’re running from room to grinning like a child in a sweet shop, wide eyed in awe, completely blown away by everything we find. And that’s not even getting onto the subject of the music.

Berghain’s techno is uncompromising and relentless. Norman Nodge and Len Faki are the residents we get treated to, both delivering tremendous bass heavy assaults, but we also manage to catch the end of Andre Galluzzi’s set and a masterclass from Chris Liebing. Panoramabar is much more suited to our rave weary bones, the funk fuelled excursions put on offer from the High Grade collective’s brilliantly deft excursions through house music’s more expansive elements. Despite the fact we’ve spent the previous five hours of the evening criss-crossing over the huge city and diving in and out of Tape and Weekender, there’s enough gorgeous grooves and mellifluous melodies to keep us going well into the late hours of the morning, with the sunlight peeping through the huge windows that adorn the side.

It’s also here, away from the relentless surge of Berghain, that we manage to experience the friendlier side of this awe-inspiring club. There’s no evidence of any crowd snobbery or over bearing trainspotter vibes; just a collection of minds all buzzing off the stunning music that greets them at every corner of the venue. If we return to the earlier stages of our evening, by the time we finally stumble out, daytime in full swing, DT feels as giddily in love as Chaka Khan and Rene and Angela did during their HMD sound-tracking songs. It really is that good.

We even catch a glimpse of legendary doorman ‘The Web’ on our way out, the casual exponent of the ‘Nein’ which brings a hope crushing end to the dreams of many each and every Saturday. It’s then we spare a thought for those who don’t make it in, and whilst Berlin is awash with alternatives (second option Watergate remains, like a longer dalliance with Tape, on our to-do list) we doubt there’s anywhere quite on the planet that comes close. Which goes to say for the city as a whole; quite simply dance music in its purest form doesn’t come any better.

Greg Wilson Mix on Ransom Note

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It’s getting closer and closer to the Bedrock Warehouse party in Camp and Furnace on February 9th, and in preparation those lovely folk down at the Ransom Note have got an exclusive Greg Wilson mix, recorded when he played for Voodoo in Liverpool on Boxing Day. They’re also running a comp for tickets; head here for details how to win them. Failing that, head here if you don’t fancy your chances and want to snaffle one up asap. Stream the mix below.

Greg Wilson – Live @ Voodoo Nouveau 26.12.12 – R$N Exclusive by Theransomnote on Mixcloud

Chris McGee Circus Boxing Night 2012

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We’ve shown love to a tiny Liverpool DJ this week, now it’s time to throw some gushing words towards someone who is the complete opposite, Chris McGee. A bit of a legend on the local scene, his forages into the world of DJing over the past few years ahve seen him play for Hustle, Coco de Mer and now Circus, this recent set a recording of his début there on Boxing Night.

Circus’s next event in the city involves resident Lewis Boardman at the helm for five hours in the Shipping Forecast, whilst down in that there London Yousef invites Circo loco badman DJ W!ld and leftfield funker Jesse Rose up to the platter. Ticket details just here.

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Darius Syrossian Interview on BnB

“A lot of people don’t know anything about Iran, they think it is like Iraq or Afghanistan. It is not. It is one of the richest countries in the world, and 60% of the population is under 30, and they are one of the most educated countries not only in the Middle East but the World and I’m talking about university educated. There is a big misconception about Iran, Iran is not just a Muslim country, in Iran there are Iranian Jews, Iranian Christians, Orthodox Armenians as well, and everyone lives happily side by side.”

Detailed interview from a great producer; his insight into Iran was particularly interesting. Hit the quote.

Madnice Marauders First Birthday

“To celebrate our first year of parties we continue to bring you the freshest in Beats, Hip Hop, Funk, Jazz and Soul with an exclusive transatlantic line up where East Coast Crate Digging meets The West Coast Beats Scene”

Those boom-bap connoisseurs Madnice Marauders have a bit of a natty shindiog ont he go for their first Birthdya in the Shipping forecast next month. Click the above quote for further details.

Freeze present… The Bedrock Warehouse Party, Sat 9th Feb @ Camp & Furnace

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Freeze kick-start what is set to be a memorable year with a barn-stormer of a showcase in the Camp and Furnace on Saturday 9th February. They have John Digweed and his record label Bedrock in two, Diggers playing a five hour set alongside support from local lad and recent bedrock signing Jemmy. Will they both be comparing the length of their hair in the DJ booth?

The second room is manned by the good folk down at Waxxx, with their residents Mr. Paul and Thomas Tuft joined by mUmU vixen Adele Moss repping the Liverpool side of things. Joining them are three stellar guests, the irrepressible disco badman Greg Wilson, a DJ set from the Friendly Fires and loopy producer du jour Mark E. Get your tickets here.

On top of that they’ve also released details of a soiree in the summer. Watch the short vid below for more information on that one…

Freeze & Claire House present Luciano & Friends at St Georges Hall Liverpool. from Deerstalker on Vimeo.

Yousef – 21st Century House music #32 Live from Circus

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Yousef’s 21st Century House Music radio show is always a great vantage point to check out some of the killer tracks around in house music, but the latest instalment is a bit different in that it featured an hour from his set at Circus‘ Boxing Day showcase at the Camp & Furnace. An extra hour has been added to it from soundcloud and the result is a cracker, particularly the way it builds gently from melodic and deep house. No chat, just grooves and grooves. Dig it below.

1 DAPHNI – Yes, I Know (Original Mix) IJIAOLONG
2 ART DEPARTMENT – Insomniac (Original Mix) no19
3 YOUANDEWAN – 1988 (YOUSEF CIRCUS EDIT)
4 YOUSEF & LAURA j McKenna – FLOAT AWAY (DEMO)
5 BUTCH feat hohberg – Medusa Butch feat. Hohberg VISIONQUEST
6 CODE 718 – Equinox (Henrik Schwarz Remix – Dixon Edit) INNERBVISIONS
7 SUNCREAM – Perfect Motion (Boys Own Mix by Farley & Heller)
8 GLOM – Play On (Original Mix) Play On
9 FINNEBASSEN – What You Do (Original Mix)
10 AFFKT- Sloth (Original Mix) Deep House
11 Yousef – Beg (Hot Since 82 Future Mix) DEFECTED
12 RAMPA – Everything feat. Meggy (Mark Fanciulli Remix) DEFECTED
13 WAFF – Ibiza HOT CREATIONS
14 BASTI GRUB – Damdamm – DESOLAT
15 Paul C & Paolo Martini – Drummer Queen
16 ANDY SLATE – Shake It (Gabriel Ben Remix)
17 Sergio Parrado – Las Cositas de la Disco
18 SANTE – Bad Decision – DESOLAT
19 SANTE – Whispering 8BIT
20 FUR COAT & MEL BLATT – Fall’s Away (DJ Sneak Remix) CROSSTOWN REBELS
21 David Glass – Tell The People CIRCUS RECORDINGS
22 DAVID BERRIE – Blue Parrot
23 Ramiro Lopez – Real Addiction (Terminal M)
24 ALDO CADIZ – Press For Two DESOLAT
25 Ramiro Lopez – In & Out (Terminal M)
26 Charles Ramirez Vs Stan Garac – Dorinda CIRCUS RECORDINGS
27 Koljah – Ten Years After
28 Yousef – 1000 Pictures INTEC
29 Danny Serrano – Shake Down
30 PABLO CHAN – ELLE (CADENZA)
31 PAUL C & PAULO MARTINI
32 OXIA – WHOLE LIFE

Laurent Garnier at the WHP – Pulse Review

“It’s so fitting that one of the cornerstones of the modern clubbing environment can be so expertly helmed by one of the greatest tastemakers we’ve ever known, turning in a career high point from a career based on them.”

Wow. Just wow. Read the review above, listen to the below mix and bask in the glory of the greatest of all time.

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