8 hours of glory
Illa has been busy moving house, Philly ’shammy’ Collins is otherwised engaged at sambalanco so it falls to the mighty (read foolhardy) jaksoul to take up the full mantle at basilika this saturday. (yeah!!) Finally getting the 8 hour marathon session his eclectic selection deserves, the phrase ‘epic musical journey’ springs to mind.
Starting at six and taking it all the way home till 2am, south central ’s finest will be making the most of the extended time slot by spinning tunes from every corner of the globe all hand picked for freshness and pure uncut (jak)soul power.
ps-best to get there before 10, just in case I run out of tunes and start playing any old b-side in a state of delirious fatigue and definitely before 12, when the booze really kicks in and I am being physically held up whilst playing all my longest records in no particular order and have to be woken up with smelling salts after each progressively more cosmic15 minute+ ‘classic’ comes to an end .
Could go either way to be honest. 8 hours of glory or 3 hours of pretty average djing followed by five hours of drink/fatigue induced balearic meltdown. Should be an interesting.
pps the pic above is the poster from nacho libre my current ‘film I am most desperate to see’. I will be performing the gig saturday dressed in full costume in an effort to a) inspire the combative spirit of the mythical mexcian wrestling legend and, more importantly b) to try and draw a line underneath certain shammy loving naysayers who insist on making cheap jokes at the expense of my tron outfit/’do the funky robot’ dance moves
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