Thursday, 26 February 2015
Monday, 23 February 2015
Turn the Volume Down
All beat and no heat. Greg used to own a VW Citi Golf with a
1300cc carburetor fed lawnmower motor. It produced about as much power as a
pack of silk worms but that wasn’t a problem because he had a bazooka sized
exhaust coming out the back of it. A real potato launcher type thing that made
that little motor sound like the angry cursing of Thor.
Monday, 16 February 2015
Raver Greg
Greg was never much of a dancer. Nirvana and Placebo didn't
rate disco rave madness all that highly and so, in turn, never did he. However,
tonight, there is this 15 year old guy on the dance floor in Recess giving it
absolute hell. All alone, there in the center of the room, at 03:00am and dancing
as if the floor was electrocuting him. This guy who looked, dressed and drank
just like Greg…
Sunday, 15 February 2015
Thursday, 5 February 2015
The Beat Drop
Through all the genres of music I enjoy the one that always
seems to make its way out after a few brewski’s is rave music. Not happy clappy
bee bop bollocks dance music – no no – I am talking about Rave. Suppose they don’t
call it rave anymore really with Trance, Electro Beat, House, Techno and Dub
Step all coming to the fore as their own separable entities but the ones I enjoy,
the ones that stick, all share very similar qualities across all these genres.
Tuesday, 3 February 2015
The Afrikaner Bommer
“This looks like a great spot to learn how to throw a
doughnut” says Greg to which I have a look around and drunkardly agree. So full
lock to the right, pick up the revs and drop the clutch: The SX flicks out her
back side and spins about a third of a circle. “Okay, more acceleration this
time” I say and he revs his Nissan off the limiter and drops the accelerator flat–
round and round we go! Our first doughnut in his car and boy is it fun. Until
we spot the flashing blue lights…
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