Tuesday, 12 October 2010

Please Welcome the Future of British Dance Music



Flash Rave Goes Global

Enter Electro-Flash and the new rave craze


by Tasleem Ahmed

Think dance has had its day? Think again. In the last twelve months a new, and vibrant scene has emerged in east London, drawing on the underground music of Berlin and the outlaw parties of early nineties NYC club culture. By its very essence it defies the lack of innovation in the wider British electro scene, to strike out on its own free from the constraints of commerce. The artists involved deliberately resist releasing material - preferring live performance as a way of circumventing the record industry, despite a massive A&R scramble breaking loose amongst some of the major labels to scoop up the DJ producers and live acts who are making these fresh new sounds. They also refuse to give major interviews to the press. The aesthetic is undoubtedly punk, but the details are wholly different. Some are calling it a rave-o-lution. So far we've seen a DLR train turned into a 500 person mobile rave, a tesco metro transformed into a discotheque, primark's flagship store brought to its knees by ravers, and with the current fad for illegal techno parties in 24 hour launderettes all over London, it seems that a scene is born. Perhaps it came about as a reaction against the nostalgia culture of "nu-rave" or as part of the trend for 'pop up' shops in the aftermath of the great recession - but these parties are definitely thrown for the sheer fun of it. Many in the media are hailing this phenomenon ('Flash' as its known in the underground) as the best thing to happen to UK music since we got rid of the spice girls.

With electro-flash acts such as Douce Angoisse, Keysha Byte and outsider performance artists Vicky Gold and Alex Fear all going guerrilla, an area once reserved for retrograde rock acts like the libertines has been colonised by fun seeking optimistic kids with an electronic manifesto to dance wherever they please. It's a deliberate flouting of the rules that is reminiscent of the Situationists, although on the whole these kids don't come from art school backgrounds. It may be new generation rave but it also marks a return to the roots of the original counter culture in a way that seemed almost impossible 5 years ago.


If there is one person who can be credited with transposing the guerrilla gig into a dance music context, it's Private Lives front man - DJ and Singer Bryn Phillips. I meet the 28 year old round the corner from where he lives in Poplar, in a former gin palace. Now a run down pub on the east india dock road, its half empty but for a few friendly locals and was once a stopping off point for thirsty marchers during the Poplar rates rebellion.

Dressed in a lime pastel jacket with sleeves rolled up he's reminiscent of Kristian Slater in Beverley Hills 90210 and further evidence of the 1990s references that are taking hold in the London underground. He's wearing his trademark Primark bracelet too. I ask him how it came that he got involved with the scene?

"It was ultimately an act of nature" he says "we followed our instinct to dance and break rules. Sometimes we'd end up doing it in a warehouse with everybody else, but other times we found ourselves in the middle of a supermarket with a sound system. Obviously, the Supermarket wins every time" he deadpans.

"When i was 15 i used to go out to raves 5 days a week and take pills. I was a nightmare pill head. then I'd go home and my poor drug addled brain would go into fits of melancholy and I'd listen to The Smiths and Donna Summer whilst coming down. It just seemed natural to chuck the lot of it together and write songs that drew on all those ideas. We make sounds with whatever we can get our hands on, often stuff that established producers wouldn't use, and really that's how new sounds come about- cause emerging acts cant afford to buy an 808 , so they pick up less fashionable bits of kit cause its affordable. Then those sounds take over.The important thing is that music should sound dirty and have a hot groove. Dan literally makes me weep when he makes a bass line sometimes cause his grooves are so deep you feel like you've done an E. As for performing - we play in places like launderettes and on trains because we saw people doing it in Berlin when we went to play at a minimal techno party once, and they were having a wicked time. We thought "we should do that" so we did. I'm ecstatic that we're part of a mass movement now. People are doing sister nights to our events in Los Angeles and New York. It's totally weird."

One facet of this new scene is the fact that the music policy is strictly minimal techno, another influence seemingly drawn from Berlin. Characterized by a stripped-down aesthetic that exploits the use of repetition, this style of production generally sticks to the motto less is more; a principle that has been previously used in architecture, visual art, and the avant garde. Minimal techno is thought to have been originally developed in the early 1990s by Detroit based producers Robert Hood and Daniel Bell, although what is currently referred to as 'minimal' has largely been developed in Germany during the 2000s and made popular in the late noughties by labels like Kompakt and M-nus - although probably due to the 80s revival, it hasn't caught on here as widely until now.

Another interesting departure Flash is making from the established aesthetics of dance culture is in its poster art - with not a jot of neon to be found in sight. By printing Semacoded URLs on gray scale flyers (so as to avoid the prying eyes of the police) and principally using the De Stijl pallet of primary colours + black, white and grey, this is more than a nod to visual modernism and simultaneously takes flash mob technology off the net and onto the street. With more and more flash raves happening every weekend, if you keep your eyes peeled when your out and about, and listen on the facebook grapevine you're likely to find yourself joining one soon. For the extra committed - get a semacode app for your phone. Then all you need to do is find one of those posters with the funny barcode on that you've seen all over the place lately. Take a photo of it, then let technology do the rest. In seconds you'll know where the next flash rave will be. Amazing!

As a disgruntled customer who turned up to try and do their washing during a launderette rave the other day said, "The world's gone mad. You go down the launderette...and ITS A DISCO!". London, you'd best believe it.




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Sunday, 10 October 2010

Raid at Hackney Wick Party Central

POLICE CRACKDOWN AS PROPERTY TYCOON MOVES IN

Is this the end of an era?


A party at the Lord Napier pub in Hackney Wick was shut down by police on friday night, leaving scores of ravers stranded outside and a few dozen people locked down within. Once party goer named Micha said "the police just turned up and wouldnt let anyone in, we went off to another party in the end, but the pigs were were fierce with it."
The police have noticeably been paying attention to goings on in the Wick, an area once famed for its parties but now referred to as 'Chelsea Wick' due to the plethora of wealthy students desperate to live in the overpriced warhouses that define the locality. Unsurpisingly, many fingers are being pointed at millionaire property developer David Brady who has brought a portfolio of several former industrial properties in the area in the run up to the olympics in 2012. Having played a massive role in the redevelopment of shoreditch at the turn of the century, Brady recently declared at a council meeting that he intended to repeat his business plan in the Wick, and was welcomed as a saviour by some business elements of the community. And he got to work very quickly indeed, putting a stop to many of the parties going on so that he could make a more attractive pitch to the media companies he now relies on bringing into the area to fill his spaces. With his slogan 'do it anyway', Brady openly intends to capitalise on the autonomous art and music community that sprung up in the area as rents spiralled out of reach in the rest of Hackney. The Napier was once notorious for cheesy psy-trance raves - you know the sort, dreadlocks, dogs on strings, people on K hitting each other with bricks - but was taken over in 2008, had a makeover of music policy and quickly became established as the go-to place for NU-RAVE. Having hosted acts as diverse as Micachu and The Shapes to Metronomy and Joe and Will Ask, the venue is now in its third incarnation after the previous manager Richard Wright was evicted for failure to pay the electricity bill. Sadly, the venue has quickly regained a reputation for doing all the wrong things...and badly. During the Hackney Wick-ed Festival, widely held to be an unmitigated disaster, the venue was resprayed, obtained corporate sponsorship from Red Bull and as one resident put it "went completely shit overnight, the guy is throwing illegal parties in there, then coming out and having a go at you for putting flyers on the walls of 'his' venue". Not many illegal venues would be able to survive with constant police surveillance outside, especially with punters being so forcefully turned away, so it does look to be game over for the Napier, which for such an iconic rave instituion, is a crying shame.

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Friday, 24 September 2010

Why I'm Bringing Michael Alig to London

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Our culture correspondent PHILLIP HILL reveals all

Coxsackie Correctional Facility is a three hour drive north from Manhattan, located in the low outlying hills of the Catskill Mountains. While the architecture of the facility is reminiscent of a boys’ prep school — complete with a long driveway leading to a redbrick Federal-style main hall with a bell tower — the ribbon razor wire and double layered chain-link fence wrapped around the compound immediately identify it as one of New York State’s maximum security prisons. Coxsackie is, in fact, what is known as a “Max B” prison (differing from a “Max A” on levels of security, surveillance, and inmate record), and it had, for the month and a half before I visited on February 17, been home to prisoner 97A6595, Michael Alig. Known more prominently as the King of the Club Kids but also, for Coxsackie’s administrative purposes, as the perpetrator who pleaded guilty to manslaughter in 1997 for the March 1996 murder of former Limelight employee and reputed drug dealer Andre “Angel” Melendez.


About a year ago I thought what a good idea it would be to bring him to London and shake things up a bit. So now that he's being released, that's what I'm going to do. Michael has done his time. He has served the sentence handed down to him by the American courts. He will be released in a few days, and we can now reveal that we have been in discussions at THE RED LIGHT DISTRICT that have been ongoing for some months (with various 'friends' of prisoner 97A6595 and with Alig himself). We know that bringing such a figure of notoriety to London is bound to cause controversy, and any hope of smuggling him into the country without the press getting wind now seems unlikely.

So, keep your eyes peeled for a real NYC club legend arriving in town later this year. This looks set to be an incredible experience, and we will of course be posting an interview here.

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The Rise and Rise of Miss Keisha Byte


Britain’s Best New Act talks exclusively to ARTHUR EMERY about her avant-garde raves, the new London party scene, early 90s sequencers - and how to handle being a massive star in Japan before you’ve managed to turn 17


I’m sitting in a cafe in Neukoelln, Berlin smoking a cigarette and waiting for Miss Keisha Byte to turn up. In town for the annual Asphalt Handbag party in Yorkstrasse, she’s the name on everyone’s lips right now. However, she’s already 20 minutes late and just as I start wondering if this is going to be one of her famous no-shows the doors literally burst open, and in she comes. Frankly, no-one these days enters a room with the sheer Maye West charisma of 16 year old Miss Keisha Byte, not wearing a costume like that. So, i ask her, did you make that yourself?
“yeah i did innit, these are my staging garms babes. Made ‘em out of clingfilm and greaseproof paper out my old ladie’s kitchen drawers - but they looks like feathers innit?”

And this rather sets the tone for the rest of the interview. At times racing ahead, giggling constantly and speaking a strange form of hackney patoia, whilst dressed in a style that Lady Gaga would die for, Miss Keisha Byte is certainly entertaining offstage as well as on. Having been recently charged with punching a police officer and disorderly conduct I’m careful not to upset the pace of the interview by prying too far into her personal life. But Keisha’s story is one of hardship, struggle, a little bit of innovation and a whole lot of fame.
“it’s a rags to bitches story really” she tells me, kicking her head back in fits of laughter, yet unconscious of how witty she comes across in her plastic plumage.

Growing up on the Pembury estate in Hackney, London - the daughter of a single mother with MS, and as a part time carer always missing school, life would never be easy for Byte.
“There’s gangs all round you growin up on Pembury. If youre a young girl, then youre a target as much as the boys, you get me? if you don’t give dem boys head and shit, then they gonna fuck you, so you have to stand right up and be fierce from a very young age, got to be man as them just to survive “

And what do you do if you then decide at 12 years old that you are a lesbian I ask her?

“Yeah, all that lessie shit gets me right down you know? I was going out on the gay scene in London when I was 12 years old. And there's a lot of dirty old mamas out there, I'm tellin you! But I had it with that and mates from school were goin off to these parties in the Hackney Wick you get me, sort of raves yeah? And I thought that was well sick, so I got into being a dancer, making me own shit to wear and that. And then I thought, why's these posh kids dressed like Adam Ant putting on these raves and running off with all the cash you get me? So my girl Hayley and me put on a little party in the cellar of this empty house in Stratford. Never used facebook or nothing to spread it, just texting mates and that. I got up and MC’d with my boy Bless’ed (garage DJ) and that was when I met Sister Shit (her songwriting partner). She had like this old keyboard she’d found in a skip yeah, a roland w30, so I was hanging at her aunties place and we started messing with it making our own tunes. I had like this lyric, “Sister, i got so much hate to give, so much hate to give, you're such a piece of fucking shit” and Sister was laying down some beats over it, and bass with this crazy little old filter making it all real dirty. We did a party in Tottenham, that was our first proper gig, and this German guy turned up who ran a record label, and we got signed for one song, for one song you get me?“

The song she refers to, the now iconic electro / punk / futurist rave extravaganza “In Hate (wiv u)” was released on Hamburg based Trans-Sauros Records at the tender age of 14, quickly entering the German dance top ten. From the opening sample of Tony Blair emoting - ”she was the people’s princess ” to the very last beat, this single marked a totally new direction for British pop. Not garage, not quite electro, Sister Shit did the programming and Byte would lay down the vocals. The first single was recorded using a pound shop microphone tucked into an empty cornflakes packet (to act as a reverb chamber) and recorded straight onto cassette tape. It's this sort of instinctive, almost Motown innovation that brought about their now iconic sound which even Marc Ronson cites as an ‘influence’.

However, it really kicked off when follow up single “Sabrina Is A Teenage Bitch”, with all its Prodigy-esque sampling and breaks went to number 1 in Japan and Geffen records came to call.
“It was crazy times, crazy times! We was in Japan and sister was doing this interview. We walked out of the tv station and there was like 300 hundred screaming boys waiting for us.”
That was the last time that Byte and Sister Shit went out in Tokyo by themselves.

Now followed around Japan with a 4 strong security team at all times, I ask Keisha how life has changed for her and what it’s like to be a star abroad, but relatively unknown at home.
“I aint really changed to be honest with you yeah? I’m just like any normal teenager. Its a bit wierd when you're getting messages on YouTube from greasy old Japanese business men, but i can handle that innit. Its crazy, like one minute we’re touring Asia with like a security guard with us, kids waitin outside the airport and shit, next minute and we fly home, go down Tescos on Mare St and no-one even knows your name. Which is kinda cool.”

With the re-release of “In Hate (wiv u)” out in the UK next month, but this time produced by Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas (and now pressed by a major label), Keisha can soon kiss goodbye to going out to the supermarket alone. You have to hand it to her, for a young kid, she’s shown remarkable media savviness and a natural head for business. Not to mention the fact that her own fashion line comes out in Japan in 2011, Miss Keisha Byte is set for global stardom. And i have to say, she deserves every bit. Miss Keisha Byte, we salute you.

“In Hate (wiv u)” is released by Geffen on October the 27th this year.

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Thursday, 23 September 2010

Tales of The Unexpected - we recommend Electric Ladyland warehouse party


You might think it strange that we would promote a Coolness party, but we recommend ELECTRIC LADYLAND WAREHOUSE PARTY on October 1st, cause we CAN. Now read on and find out why our culture correspondent PHILLIP HILL says that The Coolness are slick satirists of the hipster brand, and why their next party will be kick-ass.

"I first met Chaz John Ross a couple of years ago when I was running one of the hottest underground venues in London with a consortium of promoters and djs. He’d crashed on the sofa overnight and I stumbled into the office to find him sprawled out on the settee with what appeared to be a pair of ladies knickers on rising above his trousers and a lepoard print jacket. His hair was more afro than most africans manage and he was skinny to boot, surrounded by sleeping girls in various stages of undress. Within a matter of weeks he’d performed at the venue and I remember beng startled by his potential. But what do you do with a band called ‘The Coolness’, a band who seem to write every song about masturbation or tits and dress in criminal fake furs, purple leggings and capes? Especially when everyone in the industry writes them off as having ‘an image bigger than their music’?

A couple of years later and Chaz has turned his Club Cool brand into a legend, and at the level of the grass roots managed to raise his game far above what many predicted. I find it almost endearing that he hasnt tried to play the fame game as aggressively as so many of his peers have done (K-tron to name one of many, and look what happened to her - massacred on channel 4 for being a ‘hipster’). Whilst the Big Pink were busy spending 30 grand of their parents money (the father of one of the Big Twits produced ‘Whiter Shade of Pale’) wining and dining the music industry and squeezing their familial connections dry in the process, Chaz, who comes from more humble roots, relied on his wits and the strength of his ideas as a promoter to push his act into London’s underground consciousness, simultaneously critiquing Shoreditch cool from the name of his band down to his leggings. Whilst this irony may have gone over some people's heads, and whilst they may be in need of an image change that reinforces the strength of their music, you can’t deny the velocity at which the Chaz bandwagon rolls forward, being voted one of the best new 25 bands in the world by MTV.

Yet for all this, Goliath raised his ugly head. Enter Vice Magazine, the printed equivalent of school-ground bullying, and hipster chic at its most detestable. I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve received snivelling emails from Vice staff begging their way into parties on the back of their press card (they did not get in) and after the recent episode where their video art prize was awarded to a multi -millionaire Canadian who had literally paid her way into the finals and was already an established plagiarist of other people's work, you can sympathise with anyone for losing their respect for journalists altogether.

After being a darling of the mag for a couple of years, Vice recently turned on Chaz and I was shocked to see how brutal their treatment of him was. The much talked about band Private Lives cite Vice’s attack on Chaz as the sole reason for gluing the magazines office doors shut with superglue (a feat they tell me they will attempt sometime next week). Yet he dusted himself down, wrote a new set of songs and carried on. Its for this reason, his ability to rise above the criticism that comes his way and his ability to throw some of the best warehouse parties, parties that nonetheless filled the gap left vacant by the nu-rave fiasco, that you will enjoy Chaz’s next do. Being as it is in one of the sole remaining industrial spaces in the East End where you can fit more than 200 people it’s going to be a heavy, heavy night. The sort of party you leave with sunglasses on and bags under your eyes. Because after all, Chaz is a party survivor. And unlike most ‘dickheads’ in Shoreditch, he’s just like you. Electric Ladyland Party is on October 1st at an undisclosed location."


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Wednesday, 22 September 2010

Hot Party in Hackney Wick this Saturday

We recommend 'Joyride’ at Elevator Gallery, this Saturday.

Our Nightlife correspondent ARTHUR EMERY tells you why:

Elevator Gallery is the most legendary venue in E9. It occupies the attic of a former Victorian chocolate factory in London’s Hackney Wick and is probably the most important institution to have arrived on the scene in that area, famed for its off kilter avant-garde parties and the transgressive, thought provoking work shown by curators Simon Reuben White and Snoozie Hexagon. Whilst much of the wick has recently been gentrified - rents for industrial units have spiralled out of reach for anyone but the super-rich art student, and not to mention the transformation of much of the area with the coming Olympics - a lot of people have headed off to the heady new underground scene in south east London. However, Elevator Gallery is still holding the torch in the Wick and remains an oasis of edgy, hot ideas and events. They’ve invited the Dead Pets Society into the space this Saturday for one of the Galleries more conventional parties - think eclectic party music from across the genres rather than banging techno. Expect dressing up, mayhem and more at Hackney Wick’s most legendary art and rave space this saturday night. Tickets are £5 on the door.
Elevator Gallery, Queens Yard, Hackney Wick, E9 5EN. Kicks off at 10.

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Facebooked Off - Underground heads in new direction

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Facebook Bug Strikes at the heart of Londons Club Establishment

Something's rotten in the state of Shoreditch

(by Arthur Emery)


Anyone who’s friends with the Nuke Em All crew on facebook, or that irritating Matt Horne from Gavin and Stacey (yes, he’s doing club promotion now too...) will have been a victim of last weekends facebook bug which drove thousands of people to utter distraction and in many cases, unbridled rage. You see a red flag appear at the top left of the screen, have a look to see what’s going on (have i been tagged somewhere?..Oo) and...DJ Fonteyn has changed the name of the ‘Trash Them All’ event (for the fiftieth time). As anyone who fell prey to the bug will tell you, the notification process went wild and people were being sent thousands of notifications a day saying exactly the same thing. The Nuke Em all group eventually had to be closed and re-opened to circumvent the bug, which many are now speculating was designed by facebook themselves to haemorrage support away from ‘spam’ promoters, some of whose friend-lists run into the thousands.

But we see the reaction as part of a wider backlash against the East London nightlife establishment, which many are predicting will give way as the 80s revival seems to have finally run out of steam. Dare we even mention the ‘being a dickheads cool’ vid which has gone viral on youtube after being relased via facebook? With the blatant satire of figures such as Buster Bennett and Chaz John Ross gaining mass appeal (its had 2 and half million views now) this video reflects the demise of the sort of club night run by wealthy fashion students with a pair of CD decks and a meaningless "V.I.P" list, and closes the door on the consequent nightlife staple of the bland leading the bland. As the self-appointed ambassadors of clubbing cool, themselves a product of the neo-liberalism of the New Labour years lose their kudos, what next? Certainly, from what can be seen to be going on in the underground right now, homogeneity has had its day. Anyone who thinks they can still fill a party by cashing in on blitz kid mythology and nostalgia culture has another thing coming.

'Nxt Rave' is the hot new thing

Every scene wanes and dissapears, and as things look to be getting really hot in the south east - Peckham increasingly plays host to the best parties in London - Shoreditch and the 80s revival now seem to be just another atrophying part of Londons clubbing past. With people increasingly turning off to the sheer volume of event invites they recieve online, something had to give. It seems that the Guerilla Rave scene, or Nxt Rave as it has been touted in some circles, is the future of clubbing, with its subversive emphasis on 'private space' versus 'public space', it certainly seems to have a more authentic connection with traditional rave values than the Spin / P.R based parties London has offered in the last few years, and at least it has something to say. If this is the start of the clubbing revolution, the 2010s are coming into their own, and like Camden before it, Shoreditch is dead.

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Its a HARSH cop!

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Jodie in shoplifting arrest

Drama as Top Trannie caught shoplifting in discount store
(by Sam Jones)


Shirt-lifting trannie Jodie Harsh has turned her extra large hands to shoplifting. Friends of the troubled star, who calls herself 'the real queen of england' say that her obsession with stealing goods has spiralled out of control and that the once ‘mercurial’ celebrity now seems 'mentally unstable'. The tragic club promoter, aka Jay Allen Clarke, 62, was stopped by a specialist team of security guards last wednesday at the flagship primark store on Londons oxford street, after a member of the public alerted them to the theft. She was later found to be concealing 11 pairs of knickers and a sequined rainbow top in her handbag. Sources inside the store said that she was clearly a ‘professional’ and had obviously been at it for some time. Klepto Clarke, whose club night 'Circus' was recently voted the worst night out in London has seen many of her engagements cancelled ‘out of the blue’ since the incident, said close acquaintance Kerry Katona, who is comforting her at her East London flat.

Clarke - who was sensationally dropped by his agent last week - has several more contracts that look set to be cancelled.
“In some ways, Jodie’s just caught in a vicious circle." Katona, mum of four added “It all started when her clubnight started to go downhill. She’s had a good run for the last ten years or so. She was at the height of her game. Then all of a sudden, she stared to look tired, things went pearshaped. She was only getting 50 people through the door. And that was it. That was when the drinking began...”
Dishonest Harsh refused to give comment, but an insider told us "Jodie's mortified by all the attention right now, and she's feeling very low. The sad thing is that she's already been done for stealing from Boots the chemist last month, and now this. It could push her over the edge. Her drinking is totally out of control. Some days she downs a whole bottle of gin from Lidl and won't get out of bed." Another friend and former 'club-kid' Scottee told us of his alarm at Jodie's sudden slide into crime,
"Some of the rooms in her flat are piled high with things that she's nicked. A lot of the stuff is rubbish, you know, nothing you'd spend hard-earned money on, but she says that she just cant help putting stuff in her bag. Kerry is with her night and day and has also been through a lot lately, so is able to give Jodie a lot of support. I know what she's been doing, that it must be a thrill, but what she's doing is stealing and it will destroy her unless she sees sense” said the concerned friend.

Police said that they had interviewed a male fitting Clarke’s description on suspicion of theft, who was later released on bail to return for questioning. The saga continues.

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handbags at dawn at VOGUE STAB-RICS

Knife horror at top Underground club night
(by Hilda DF)

A man was left fighting for his life after being stabbed last saturday morning outside trendy dalston nightspot, Vogue Fabrics, bringing the amount of stabbings in the capital this year to 23. Police, who have yet to make any arrests revealed that the man had been attacked as part of gangland feud and was taken to hospital after a 999 call was recieved at 2.41 am.The Red Light District club night, which has gained a fearsome reputation for drug taking and all night dancing, regularly plays host to celebrity ravers such as amy winehouse and paloma faith. It was also at the centre of contoversy over a previous brawl last february and relocated to dalston in august following a police raid at a party in hackney wick early this year.

Venue owner, Vile Lyall, said that his staff, many of whom were dressed as women, literally had to run for their lives as knife fighting engulfed the street outside. "it was pandemonium loves" said Lyall, 42, who lives above the club at 66 stoke newington road. "wigs were literally flying as my door whores rushed to get inside to safety. Bottles and other missiles were shooting through the air and all of a sudden a fight broke out. one of these f*****g brutes was stabbed and then the security witches were everywhere. we just shut the door love and locked all our witches inside the disco for their own safety. I put it all down to benefit scroungers, yes" angry Lyall, from New Zealand, added.

A source said that several shocked party goers had been accosted by the gang minutes before the stabbing took place, and a member of staff was knocked to the floor. Sick hostess, Alex Fear who was left shaken by the ordeal added "they asked me 'are you a boy or a girl?' they knocked me to the floor and proceeded to find out by grabbing at my man-breasts. I'm lucky to have escaped on a pair of six inch stilletos with my false nails intact!" An ambulance crew attended the scene taking the man to a nearby hospital where he remains in a critical condition and passers by were quickly ushered out of the way by police officers, who erected a cordon. The promoter was unavailable for comment.

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Launderette Parties are all the rage with ravers


This lovely article in the evening standard is about London's guerilla rave scene.
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Our culture correspondent PHILLIP HILL tells all:

Its fair to trace this exciting new scene back to the warehouse parties in Hackney Wick about a year ago. Some disenchanted promoters and bands, fed up with the monoculture propagated by publications like Vice Magazine, and sound systems like Nuke 'Em All and Trailer Trash, started to do guerilla raves in public places, on trains and in supermarkets. Most notably amongst them the famed TescoTech party at Dalston Tescos. The craze for launderette parties is a natural progression of the trend for reclaiming public spaces through the medium of rave music - currently Berlin style minimal beats and dirty bass - and is a reactionary measure, brought about as the new counter-culture sets itself provocatively face to face with Cameron's England. We hear there's a great party coming up at Broadway Market Launderette this friday at 11.
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