WMC: A Retrospect (Part VI)
We make our way over to the Versace mansion. The tropical three-story estate of stucco, exotic palms, and ornate fountains exists in the gray are between fantasy and reality that casinos try in vain to recreate. Incredible.
Once again, Vitalic is amazing. We meet peaches. She agrees. We meet MSTRKRFT and DFA1979. Dude with the Yankees hat (the one in both bands) tells me hes touring Canada with Justice. Uh, Atlanta please?
I wasn’t going to comment on how bad Felix Da Housecat’s set was because I feel there must have been some reasonable excuse the poor showing. Everyone has bad days, but some things are unforgivable. Felix’s set fell in the latter. Nothing funky, original or quintessentially Felix. The set was held together by the original Body Language then degenerated into two horrendous mixes. I mean, what’s Felix doing playing Body Language anyway? Honestly.
Booka Shade - Body Language (Interpretation) || Get Physical
Later that night we headed over to the little rock bar at the bottom of the Shelbourne for Tommie Sunshines Bday bash. Headlined by Princess Superstar, DJs Are Not Rockstars, Feadz and Uffie, the event turned out to be scene more than anything else.
