Showing posts with label dance music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dance music. Show all posts
Tuesday, 30 July 2013
Gig Review - Cream Club Classics Night, Aylesbury Waterside Theatre
Aylesbury Waterside Theatre, 27th July 2013
K-Klass supported by Marc Fuccio
Anyone who has ever been to the Aylesbury Waterside when the seats have been moved out of the main theatre would be struck at how perfect it is for a club setting. With its high ceiling, large stage, and raised areas around the dancefloor, one can imagine a crowd of clubbers, arms aloft in a haze of lasers, euphorically dancing to a pounding dance track. So it was with some glee that I found out that the theatre had booked K-Klass to come and bring the legendary Cream Tour to Aylesbury.
K-Klass’ support was DJ Marc Fuccio, who is also an organiser of the Cream Tours. His set was diverse, spanning old school classics from Todd Terry’s staple, ‘Keep On Jumpin’’, Groove Armada’s ‘Superstylin’’ and iiO’s ‘Rapture’, through to Axwell’s ‘I Found You’, and right up to recent releases such as Martin Solveig’s ‘Rockin' Music’, Alex Clare’s ‘Too Close’ and, of course, Daft Punk’s ‘Get Lucky’. Sadly the number of people in the theatre was low so he largely played to a sparse dancefloor. This was really unfortunate because his set was fantastic with great mixing and drops. After topping off the set with Avicii’s ‘Levels’, two members of K-Klass (Paul Roberts and Russell Morgan) sneaked onto the stage and picked up the mantel.
To a backdrop of hypnotic graphics and flawless lasers the duo took it in turns to ride the bass and treble filters, and to deliver a set full of some of the best known dance classics (Faithless’ ‘Insomnia’, Liquid’s ‘Sweet Harmony’, Da Hool’s ‘Meet Her At The Love Parade’, Tomcraft’s ‘Loneliness’, Darude’s ‘Sandstorm’ to name a few), amid some more questionable choices (such as OneRepublic’s ‘Apologise’ and Coldplay’s ‘Fix You’). This resulted in some slightly frustrating moments where the pinnacle of the clubbers’ euphoria vanished down an imaginary plughole in the middle of the dancefloor, and the clubbers were left a bit exasperated (one complained to me as the ‘Fix You’ organ echoed around the dancefloor of baffled clubbers). But in the DJs’ defence, most DJs play off the atmosphere and euphoria from the clubbers, but because the numbers in the theatre never really increased beyond about 200 people, and those 200 people were lost amongst the vast space of the theatre, K-Klass’ job was that much harder and their set suffered for it. The best reaction was to Swedish House Mafia’s ‘Don’t You Worry Child’, which saw almost everyone in the venue with their arms in the air as it dropped.
Whilst Aylesbury Theatre’s first club night did not go as well as expected, I think this was probably down to the fact that the publicity for the event was very low key. I heard of the event completely by chance the day before it was happening, and speaking with some of the other clubbers it was a similar story with them. However they agreed that a club event such as Cream would have been huge if more people had been aware.
So with a bigger publicity drive to the surrounding area and across the county it would be surprising if a similar event (either another Cream tour, or another tour such as Godskitchen, UKF Bass Culture or Hospitality for example), was not sold out next time, particularly given the reasonable price of the tickets. I know that I, along with a lot of other clubbers, would be really pleased to see another club night at the theatre.
Were you at the Cream Classics Club Night? What did you think?
All photos have been kindly provided by Houndscape - for more information visit www.houndscape.co.uk. © 2013 Houndscape. All rights reserved.
Labels:
Aylesbury Waterside Theatre,
clubbing,
Cream,
Cream Club Classics Night,
dance music,
Houndscape,
K-Klass,
Marc Fuccio,
Nikki Hoath,
Nikki Noodles,
photography,
review
Location:
Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire, UK
Monday, 17 September 2012
HOUSE OF CARDS IS OUT TODAY!
Well the day has finally arrived! My new track, "House Of Cards", is out today! WOOOOHOOOOO!!!! :-)
It's been a hard slog as I've been battling a neck and shoulder problem, and I have also recently had an operation on my elbow, but I'm pleased that it's finally complete and I can now unleash it on the world!
So, if you'd like to listen to it you can find it here:
Soundcloud
Youtube
ReverbNation
And if you'd like to buy it you can get it here:
iTunes
CDBaby
Amazon
Thanks for your continued support, I really appreciate it. If you have any comments please let me know - I know I could talk for England, so it'd be nice to hear from you guys for a change!
Enjoy!
xx
Labels:
Above and Beyond,
Armin van Buuren,
Calvin Harris,
dance,
dance music,
electronic music,
electronica,
House Of Cards,
Nikki Noodles,
rave,
Tiesto,
trance
Location:
Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire, UK
Tuesday, 28 August 2012
LEARNING LESSONS THE HARD WAY - PETULANT TEENAGERS
Yesterday I spent the day in Festival Comedown mode, having spent the previous 3 days, my favourite weekend of the year, at Reading Festival. In fact, I love Reading Festival weekend so much that I start preparing for it months in advance by adding the bands to a big spreadsheet as they are announced, and then listening to tracks by all of the bands I don't know or have not seen before and adding notes on whether I want to see them or not.
Now, I know that sounds really nerdy, but I'm a massive live music fan, and Reading Festival is my favourite opportunity to discover bands that make the hair on the back of my neck stand on end, and give me that little flutter in my chest. It never fails to deliver - I've discovered at least one of these gems every year. I'll be covering those in a forthcoming blog, but for now I want to share an experience I had yesterday, on Festival Comedown day, that nearly finished me off.
Festival Comedown day is not a good day to be with me. I'm usually so tired that I can't be bothered to open my mouth, let alone find the energy to formulate a coherent sentence. I feel like I have been run over by a herd of stampeding wildebeest. I am utterly distraught because I am not standing in a field with all of those fantastic bands, being whisked away from real life and into a euphoric trance where I am up on THAT stage with THAT band, dancing with glee and happiness. In short, I am a miserable cow.
So, yesterday morning I dragged my achy, knackered carcass out of bed and into the shower in an attempt to wake myself up and to remove the remnants of a dubious liquid that landed on my head as The Black Keys stomped their way through their set the night before (the thought of which sent me into a shampooing frenzy). I eventually stumbled down the stairs and into my little studio, thinking that I would check Facebook to see what my gigging buddies had posted about the weekend, in an attempt to postpone the inevitable slide back into the real world.
And then I heard it. Silence. The PC wasn't on.
I stood, confused, trying to cast my befuddled mind back to Thursday night, the last time I used the PC. Had I switched it off?!? Now, I should point out that I very rarely shut it down because we have a very difficult relationship. It is like a stroppy teenager. If it doesn't like something I'm attempting to do it will go into a huff, scowl and stick its fingers in its ears so it can't hear me. So I try not to antagonise it by giving it too many jobs to do.
I looked at the box. The light definitely wasn't on. I sat down at the desk and spied the external hard drive and adapter on the desk beside me, and a worrying thought crept into my mind. On Thursday it had blue-screened after I printed the spreadsheet, and I'd got the hard drive out with the intention of carrying out a full back up today, on Festival Comedown day.
I sank to my knees in front of the box and tentatively pushed the start button.
Nothing.
I pushed it again, this time a bit more urgently. I heard a tiny "pfffft" noise, and the light briefly came on and went off, albeit with all the illumination of an expiring gloworm.
I pushed it again, this time with more vigour as a rising panic started to grip me. EVERYTHING is on that computer. My entire 16,000 track music library. All of my Nikki Noodles tracks. All of the photos and videos I have ever taken with a digital camera and phone, including footage of my own gigs with my band, footage of gigs I've been to, photos of festivals, family, friends, holidays....
Again, a tiny "pffft", and nothing else.
I stared, for what seemed like a very long time, at the box. Festival Comedown day is not the day to be trying my patience. It stood there defiantly. I could sense the teenager within was smirking.
As I sat there I realised that I had not done a full back up of my files for probably around a year, so if the PC was dead all of the work I had done on my last track, "Insane" and my new track, "House Of Cards" would be gone. All I had, other than what is on the PC and Soundcloud, was two solitary mp3s that I'd added to my ipod just before Reading Festival.
I admit it. In my tired and utterly exasperated state I put my head to my knees and sat and cried, and turned the air blue with expletives at my frustration for being such an idiot. What possessed me to postpone the back up until today? Why didn't I set it going on Thursday night? I realised I had no idea how to rescue the situation. I had no idea whether I would be able to retrieve what might be lost.
Eventually I sat up and stared angrily at the box. I leant forward and switched it off at the wall, threw one last expletive at it, and stomped off to sulk in the front room. My other half, who is an absolute star and always tiptoes around me on Festival Comedown day for fear that I might take his head off with the blunt end of a spoon, put the Reading Festival footage of the Foo Fighters on the TV for me, and I slowly drifted back out of the real world and into a better mood. As they started to scythe their way through my favourite FFs track, "All My Life", I took my frustration out by yelling the lyrics as loud as I could and stamping my foot with the kick drum.
As the song finished I sauntered back into the studio, flicked the switch at the wall and jabbed the start button of the PC.
And it started up!
Hastily I plugged in the hard drive and set it on a full back up. I'm pleased to say it completed this morning.
So the morals of this story are:
1) When techies say, "Have you turned it off and on again" they might be onto something
2) If you ignore a petulant teenager they will get bored and give in
3) MAKE SURE YOU DO REGULAR FULL BACK UPS!!!!
I, for one, will be making sure one is performed on this PC at least once a month, and definitely after any major additions or changes to any files. If this blog only helps one person avoid a similar fate it will be worth it.
I told you I could talk for England....
Labels:
computer back ups,
dance music,
disco,
drum and bass,
festival comedown,
Foo Fighters,
Nikki Noodles,
petulant teenagers,
Reading Festival,
The Black Keys,
trance
Location:
Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire, UK
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