While you're ODing on cake and Champagne, waving a little Union Jack flag and shedding an even littler tear, I'll be tit deep in a rever in Wales pretending I know how to fish. Breathing in the crisp, clean, Brecon Beacon air and leaving behind all the Royal Hoo-Har, Rah-Rah.
Cue a Dark Party anthem... Well, I'd like to think it is anyway. Excited about this evenings car journey to Cymru, on the commute to work this morning I popped this bad boy on the iPod and it put a royal spring in my step. I love playing this remix. It's a camp explosion of piano house and disco that is bound to get your Granny out of her chair, skanking in jubilation of the newly weds.
Have a good Bank Holiday. Dont drink too much Buck's Fizz.
DARK PARTY is originally a Saturday club night in Luton, playing whatevers fun to dance too /new indie/electo/alt/dub
we came out of the ass end of ssshhhh!!!who, in its short life managed to pull off parties in office blocks, and disused hair dressers. putting on Tiger Force, CockNBullKidand T3ETH
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