WRDMini - Hands Across The Water

I N T E R N A T I O N A L   S P E C I A L

I am a cosmopolitan young man and did foreign languages at school; I did French GSCE and received a grade for it.

Since I exploded onto the 'bloggin' scene' I have had quite a few people from around the world ask me if they can contribute to WRDM. Up to now I have written back personally with a polite "fuck off, this is MY blog." However, having thought about it more deeply I realised that if I let more people contribute I stand more chance of these fuckers passing on my truth to people who might not be aware of me, thus gaining a larger worldwide blog foothold and therefore make more money from the Google Adsense thing on the side.

Keep clicking, muthafuckers.

So, in the spirit of diplomacy and capitalism I'm opening my doors to international guest slots. This is with a view to both extending my brand to other territories and providing a little self worth and excitement to those of you both foreign enough and talented enough to make it onto the hallowed WRDM page. However, I am the only UK resident to write for WRDM. That will NEVER change.

After WRDM5 - The Ladies Edition, I received a charming email from a young lad in N (New) Y (York) C (City) (NYC). He told me how much he enjoyed my blog and that I had provided him with a real education in UK dance. His stage name is Megatown. His real name is David.

Megatown takes snaps of inanimate objects and good looking people for a living. Alright for some! Have a look at his website on this number: megatownsreallybrilliantpictures.com

There are two pictures on this week's post. One by me and one by Megatown. I won't say who took which but he got paid for his and I still work in office administration. That's all I'm fucking saying. Spot the difference.

Also, I have to pick him up on something else. I know ALL Americans are big headed but what is wrong with the word City? These cock-sure cowboys can't even call a city a city anymore, they are calling them Mega Towns. Only in America! I'd like to see Coventry council agree to something like that. And Lincoln.

But hey, I'm rambling on like my wife. I present to you Megatown, who will tell you about a recent night out he enjoyed in The Big Apple over The Other Side Of The Pond.



Megatown on DJ Harvey:

A few of you might actually have an internet now, which makes sense as you're reading this on the information super highway (as I call it in the 'biz). Internets are a great place to find out information that you don't have to buy a magazine to read about, or ring friends in foreign countries. It is by this magical new method that a 70's porn star cum [sic.] cosmic rock artist cum [sic.] disc jockey called DJ Harvey has become a LEGEND for playing LEGENDary records at a few legendARY parties. 

He's about 600 years old now, but "back in the day" he was the man who actually invented vinyl records. That is literally the word on the street. DJ Harvey has been around the block so many times, i think he may have actually invented music. In 1996 he did a CD for the UK London pub The Ministry of Sound which was quite good, and everyone had it as their chill out CD AND skinning-up tray. He played there once a week, almost like he was resident. I once heard that he turned up with 3 records in a Tesco bag and played for seventy three (73) hours, and everyone was mesmerised by the B-Sides. I wasn't there.

Anyway, one day he moved to America without a visa and got trapped here because he didn't want to go back to the 'Home Counties'. Apparently, he put on a load of famous Sarcastic parties in warehouses that were so secret that they never happened. My mate's brother remembered getting an SMS/text from someone about a party and then drove to a warehouse in downtown LA, and just found a cellphone on the floor, playing the music from a tiny speaker – It was that secret! He ended up sat on his fanny staring at the receiver whilst a hobo flicked Ketamin up his nostrils...for sex.

DJ Harvey once played at a dance party right here in a New York loft that was so good, and went on for so long, that a somebody opened a window and saw a workman outside, dancing. Actually DANCING, and he wasn't even in the party or on illegal drugs. I'm not sure who told me that one but it was a cracking story whether I choose to believe it or not. I do.

Everyone in Europe heard about these stories via the internets (because remember folks, he wasn't allowed back home), and then made it their business to think that he (and rightly so) is The Best Thing In Dance Music There Ever Was.

I actually got to see him a couple of times this last year, and then again a few weeks ago with Kyle Hall at Santos Party House. Kyle Hall adopted the middle initials MF which stands for 'Mother Fuckin', but the douche was fairly crap. Harvey played all night upstairs so it was one of those journeys that you go on. A bit like Tenaglia without the tribal drums. There's so much mythology around Harvey that even when he played really trancey breakdowns that kicked in with trancey vocals, it was still really awesome, man. It wasn't trance though. Oh no. Well it was, but the rest of it was pretty much the same records I think people are playing in London and elsewhere, but it was the WAY they were put together. Some of them were not even mixed – how progressive is THAT?! Mixing is so 2006, and we all know that 2006 was FIVE years ago.

If DJ Harvey is not the messiah of dance music, i don't know who is. I'd probably say either Jamie Troxler (and all the other ones) or a back-to-back 4 hour set of Tall Paul and Seb Fontaine at Twilo.

DJ Harvey in NYC 10/10

Right, that was Megatown with his version of events in New York. I could correct at least a dozen mistakes there but I don't want to hurt the kid. I will say this though: our greatest Super Club is NOT a fucking pub.

Please keep sending in your foreign event review submissions (even if it's not in English) and maybe one day YOU will have your international event review submitted on MY blog. Comprende?

I'll be jumping back over the shark next week with a proper WRDM. WRDM9 - Festivals Special.