I have two dreams for this final apocalyptic year: The first is to drop beats at as many beer throwin, shit showin, STD knowin HOR parties as I can. My sets at those are pretty much, “You like Maybach music? Great I like Maybach music. Here’s a ton of that. Everyone wins (especially if they can’t remember.) The other dichotomous dream is to continue pushing the ever loving shit out of my career as a mind warping, bass crunching, wonk…e…ing (I don’t know), future bass DJ. Fortunately this Friday will be another chance for me to pump the zygote of that species.
This Friday, at Backbar in DC, (Conveniently located in the sex dungeon of the 9:30 Club), R4NS0M and DENMAN (oh, hey, that’s me refering to myself in the third person) will be dropping the finest in future bass, grime, footwork, UK/Deep dubstep, and drum n bass (go MetalHeadz or go home), so roll the most Louisville slugger of a blunt your foodstamps can acquire (filled with totally legal tobacco of course), and come freak the fuck out to some dirty bass in space. Turnout has been damn good so far, and we’d love to keep the momentum going. Why not be a winner, and peep the facebook event?
Still scratching your downy, water filled cranium? Ok, here’s a bit of what we’ll be dropping:
This joint took me a good 4 days to recover so either I’m getting old fast or this shit was Bonkers. A million thank you’s to everyone who came out to eat, drink, and rage themselves retarded Sunday night in 20 degree weather. Just about everyone I saw there was some how connected to the H.O.R. family which is awesome and humbling at the same time. Thanks to 814ofcourse for making the ribs which lasted about 20 minutes and for good reason. Also shout out to POPS and SHINNY cameras for helping out with the mics and photos. Thanks to all the DJ’s who gave their Holiday Sunday to come out and wreck shop. Special thanks to Shawn at Ov3rkill Entertainment and Molly over at One Love Massive who helped promote this event with me. I was blown away at the fact we had an event on H St and had all of our own people there which allowed us to play the music like and throw the kind of party we want. Here are some of the pictures captured from the event. Not to worry, this isn’t all of them you can look at the others here
January 15th, The Superbowl has come early this year. The Moombacon Massive was one of the funnest times I had last year sending Summer off properly with a grease orgy of swine and dancing. There was not one single fatality reported which is a success for an H.O.R. party. This time we’re doing the winter edition so we can use the FREE BACON, FREE FRIED CHICKEN, AND FREE RIBS as a tool to fatten us up for the cold 2 months ahead. Kind of like how a Walrus does before swimming down to Antarctica.
The last Moombacon Massive
Glad to have our DC partners in Swine to jump aboard and help up us with the event that being One Love Massive and Ove3kill Entertainment. Please support our friends who make DC Douche Free. So to get you out of the house and into Rock & Roll Hotel we decided to up the ante. This time instead of 20 pounds of bacon, we are going with 30 POUNDS of BACON. We are also having a combination fried chicken from the Red Rooster and a special V.I.P. section (Very Important Popeyes) that we will be giving away leading up to the Massive. Our fam DJ 814ofCourse is going to be laying down his secret ribs recipe that destroyed it last time. Seriously, those joints lasted about 30 mins until they were gone. But of course, FREE CONDOMS, if you’re into using those…. Now that the food tables are set, lets check out what we got on the turntables.
We are going to Crazy with MM next week but PLEASE Mark Your calendars for Sunday January 15th. That MLK weekend so we got off that Monday and Nobody has anything to do MLK Monday except digest and sleep off hangovers.
There are few tickets remaining for the NYE party going down at Rock & Roll Hotel. We’ve got a great lineup of some of DC and Baltimore’s best. The specials are wallet friendly if you care to drink or not. $80 for all you can drink ALL night or $50 if you don’t want too. Here is some info on the DJ Line up
All of us will be going in downstairs, upstairs are the Villains DJ’s.
Villains Crew Djs
Dirty Steve
Xiao Yang
DJ Skim
*Painted Face (live) http://paintedfacemusic.com/ http://www.facebook.com/paintedface
Fans of Kate Bush and Bat For Lashes ought to include this gem in their collection of pop shoegazey-driven dance anthem albums, with swirly chants found in every hit after hit track on this “I can’t believe she’s not playing arenas yet” EP. – Deli Magazine, January 2011
DO NOT WAIT to buy tickets.
*Open Bar
*Full Club Event
*21 and over only
*No dress code
*5 Full service bars
*Heated Rooftop Deck & Bar
*Light appetizers and finger foods served starting at 8pm. First come, first serve.
-$50/admission & cash bar
-$80/admission & open bar
KING TUTT
OBEYAH
5KINANDBONE5
DENMAN
KEENAN ORR
814OFCOURSE
JOHN JOHNSON
We’re launching our new food menu this night – U Street Music Hall’s kitchen will launch a new menu this night, featuring 4 new Pho Dogs in addition to the original Pho and Tofu Dogs, with local, handmade sausages provided by 13th Street Meats!
Pho Dog eating contest hosted by Reed Rothchild & Marcus Dowling.
Just got a confirmation for a special H.O.R. New Years party at the Rock & Roll Hotel which one of the hardest places to get into on New Years. It has sold out every year since it opened. We are going to go more in depth and get to know some of the DJ’s as the date gets closer but in the meantime, I highly suggest you pull the trigger on getting tickets now. Don’t be on the outside looking in when the ball drops this year.
If you have a general loathe for humanity, as I do, you aren’t normally wont to pick up your phone. Such was most certainly the case last Friday when the words “Blocked” emphatically shot across my iphone screen. But, sure enough, a moment later another notice heralded the incoming of a new voicemail.
And then, sometimes, the world places HOR posts right into one’s moist lap….
The wobbly and waffling voice that crackled through the line was something like one’s little known drunk aunt who vomits inappropriate family secrets at uncomfortable holiday gatherings. Only this woman certainly was no aunt I knew of, and she wasn’t pointing out gay affairs.
This “lady” was champing at the bit to inform me that I had won some sort of Disney sitcom-esque prize package that included airfaire and a cruise on the lines of my choice.
Interestingly enough, the only name dropped as to the party who I was a “big winner” for, was that of America West, which, when run through the googler, yields, “America West Airlines,” who US Airways ate up in 2006. If that weren’t enough to shake my faith in my amazing luck, roughly two-thirds of the way through the LFO’d out message, I was re-assured that this was not a time share scam, and I had no obligation to make any purchases, (As these traps had not crossed my mind until brought up by the caller, I can’t say this persuaded me to believe otherwise.)
In fact, any foundation of gullibility that makes up my person was crushed due to the stumbling across what surely was an elementary script that repeating verbatim insured job security. In my mind our dear telemarketer surely looked something like this:
Though maybe the empty bottle isn’t as apropos as the odds that this woman was robo-tripping. *HARD*
But maybe my smattering of letters isn’t convincing enough. In which case, don’t just take my word for it; listen to this magical moment yourself, and then decide:
Today’s Mixtape Monday is brought to you by our very own Prince of Darkness, Denman! When he’s not busy blending into the shadows of dark corners, you can find Denman at Velvet Lounge for his bi-weekly party, Destination, with DC’s Jackie O or slaying the dance floor at U Street Music Hall. You can never really predict what’s gonna come out of those speakers when Denman’s behind the decks, but you can damn well be sure he’s gonna make those eyeballs rattle with some wobbly bass and also help you release your inner hoodrat . Belee Dat!!!
So that’s exactly what you’ll be experiencing with today’s free mixtape. Virginia’s DJ crew, Dirty Sweaty Nasty, started a new MiniMix series and Denman was the right guy to kick it off! He cooked up over twenty minutes of an impossibly golden combination of sweet vocals from Nina Sky and Ruby Lee Ryder paired with southern rap via Ludacris and Waka Flocka over dubstep wobbles and speaker-pounding bass. Exactly what you’ll need to propel your tired ass into the rest of this week. :)
Tracklist: Intro – Is He Dead? CREEP – You feat. Nina Sky (Star Eyes & Jubilee Remix) AC Slater & Xaphoon Jones – Believe Me NastyNasty – The Goalie ▽nkown ShΔpes – Stars and Shapes S-X – Bricks 2 Ludacris – Rich & Flexin (Feat. Waka Flocka) Deeco – Zero Zone (Mr.Mitch Remix) Royal-T – Butterz Ones Hudson Mohawke – Thunder Bay Rustie – Dragonfly Clicks & Whistles – Cranberry Goose Da Big Fella – Big Piece of Chicken Emalkay – The World (Trolley Snatcha Remix) High Rankin – Stepping On The Devil’s Tail (Original Mix) Zomboy – Organ Donor Ajapai – Blast Terror Danjah feat. Ruby Lee Ryder – Full Attention
The Head of Rothchild machine is tuned up with a full tank of gas heading into the weekend covering ground from DC to Damascus.
FRIDAY the HOR flag will be waving proudly on U Street as Smudge and I will be throwing down at Velvet Lounge with our good friend RSK from Pittsburgh. NO COVER, You know crazy things get at Velvet. PEEP THE EVENT PAGE.
SATURDAY Keeping the U street steam going we have DENMAN flexing on the U Street Music Hall’s sound system alongside Clicks N Whistles (TnA Records) and Depressed Buttons (Mad Decent). Here is everything you need to know about Saturday including a brand new mini mix from DENMAN.
If you’re not in DC we still have a fucking rager for you. Our own Phetish P is playing at a warehouse rave in Damascus called Soundscape Part II. The stories I’ve been told about the first one seem life changing so I’m looking forward to hanging out up that way. I may OR may not be djing (wink wink) and there may or may not be RAVE BACON there. Go to the Facebook Event page for all of the details.
Interestingly enough, a few days ago, footage from a gothic/industrial night popped up on the ole HOR, and intrigue ran through the site faster than heroin through a trust fundee’s veins. What many of the HOR legions didn’t know was that they had stepped into the black hornet’s nest of DIY industrial dance videos. This is taking the word “viral” to a whole different level…..And that’s where I come in.
To get my taint all frothy for this post, I’m listening to And One’s “Panzermensch,” at this very moment. Yes, gothic industrial is a whole other country, as is its bizarre memery of plastic hair tossing dance youtube fodder. These people are like if suburban Taco Bell fans escaped from their birth inside a Rockstar Game. Here, then, is my first installment on this subject, of which, plans are murky, but I will devote another post entirely to gas masked dance video’s to Eisenfunk’s “Pong.” (No, I won’t link to it. You’ll just have to wait and find out…)
So, as you all settle in with your 8 balls, to prepare for a forgettable evening out on the town, let’s go over a few Pointer Sister worthy new moves, shall we?……
According to this little gem, it’s an introductory tutorial on how to dance to industrial music. What do we learn from this video? If you are going to make a tutorial on dancing to industrial, you should probably actually be able to do that first. This guy spends most of his film debut trying to remember where he is in space and time, (as well as navigating a pair of pants stolen from the set of, “Killer Clowns From Outer Space.”)
Now that you’re all warmed up, let’s moved on to something a little more advanced, shall we? Here we have a gothdustrial in its native setting of a cozy suburban spare room, with tasteful all white bathroom off to the right. You will have to get your own Mortal Combat stormtrooper outfit, but try to keep up with the sinister hand gestures. You never know when you’ll need to be dramatic while pointing to the big bite you’re trying to order. (And, in case you’re wondering, no, the colors aren’t changing. You just got dosed with Simba.)
Too much, too soon you say? Slow down you say? Ok, ok, let’s get back to the basics, and talk about how you can develop your own Blade extra party sequence man00verz. First, you should probably dress like Cyndi Lauper getting attacked by birthday ribbon. Next, remember, industrial dancing is serious, and you need to spend as many hours in the day doing these emphatic thrusts as you can. DO THIS IN PUBLIC AND AT RESTAURANTS!
Ok, now that we’ve had some real tae kwon do, and a heart to heart, let’s get some friends involved shall we? It’s important to always have a properly retarded cyborg nazi to get down in the club with. This is important because your posse is what makes you look good. And what makes you look good, is what ultimately will get you laid. (Please FF past the unbearable talking on this one….)
I think it’s time for you to take your new found skillset to the streets, and show the world what luxuriously plump arms you have:
Don’t be afraid to experiment with new settings and styles:
Finally, remember, Industrial dancing is serious. If you have enough heart, and funny, clown pants, you too can form your own dance crew, and take over the world. Then your father will finally respect you:
Don’t forget to practice these sweet moves while skipping math class. Until next time, keep your hair dreaded, your pants puffy, your goggles glowing, and your sense of self-awareness in a total void…..
