ATLANTA WEEKENDer 2012
You are an international house music dancer stationed off the Persian Gulf coast on a T-shaped island in the capital city of Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emirates. You’re all set and ready to leave. Passport: Check. Electronic Ticket: Check. Luggage: Check. Dance sneakers: Check. You whisk through the security check- point gate in Terminal 3 at the Abu Dhabi International Airport.… Continue
DJ BE mini-view
Interview by AJ Dance
This Atlanta DJ needs no introduction. If you are familiar with Atlanta’s deep & soulful house music scene, then you’ve seen DJ BE about at various functions or have heard DJ BE play around town. DJ BE has been a staple on the house music scene for many years and has played in about every restaurant, lounge and night club in the city.… Continue
MR. V
Sugar Groove
Welcome to the Sugar Groove Factory, the place where sugar grooves fall from tall dark chocolate speakers like gumdrops spewing from vending machines gone mad. The Sugar Groove Factory is where deep-fried house music is played, where spontaneous bubblegum remixes are concocted, and where both are sweetened to orectic the ear buds. C’mon folks, give the SGF one try and you’ll be hooked like a sugar addict.… Continue
The DJ Summer Olympic Games
Calling all Ladies and Gentlemen, for those of you unable to snag a ticket to one of the most anticipated events of the summer-the DJ Olympic Games-press the power button on the remote control to your HD plasma television and press the play key on your DVR to enjoy the recaps, replays and highlights from one of the most prolific parties to hit town.… Continue
Chicago’s Julius The Mad Thinker of 3 Degrees Global will make an apperance in Atlanta, GA on Saturday August4, at the Sound Table for a special intimate night of music. Check out what the Mad Thinker is currently working on and his outlook for Saturday night’s visit.
Interview by AJ Dance
1. What is Julius The Mad Thinker currently working on?… Continue
DJEFF AFROZILA PART II
The Afrozila Attacks
As a human morphs into a wolf by the full moon’s light, the affable Djeff has the supernatural ability to transform into the monstrous Afrozila when in DJ mode. The ectopic anomaly occurred somewhere during DJ Roland Clark’s spoken word opus, “I Get Deep” preaching over the percolating Afro rhythms of Black Motion’s featuring Jah Rich finely crafted, “Banane Mavoko” (Dub Mix).… Continue
DJEFF AFROZILA
Already, DJ BE had electrocuted the atmosphere with pulsating charged particles of electrons and protons dancing to diversified sounds that culminated in a show-stopping spectacle of frantic dance moves combusting from bouts of kinetic energy. There was nothing like the magic of a pre-warm-up, putting the folks in the mood, before the party’s derivative. By the stroke of midnight, BE’s successor wasted no time analyzing the musical elements of two Pioneer CDJs, a music/mixing software program, and the signature Bozak for what was to be an epic Tambor.… Continue
TIRED A$$ THIRTY-SUMETHIN’ YEAR OLDS AT A RAVE?!?
“Oh boy, here we go again… We’ve just listened to a sales pitch on why we should buy drugs,” commented a thirty-something years old giddy graphic designer wearing an ankle brace and dancing in a corporate logo branded chair. “C’mon. Like… really?”
By this time, Molly and her gang had long arrived at the party.… Continue
“HELL YEAAAAH!” The white chick screams in a black party dress. The overly intoxicated blonde blows kisses that flutter and dissipate before its arrival to the DJ in the DJ booth.
“YEAAAAH!” She squeals again with the fervor of a high pitch hyena’s howl. Was she about to throw one hand up in the air to make the AC/DC hand gestures while bopping her head up and down reminiscent Beavis and Butthead?… Continue
A “WHOMP, WHOMP, BOOM!!!” shattered the peaceful summer night air and exploded like bombs over Baghdad onto the neighborhood streets in vicinity of the venue. At the establishment’s framed wooden front door the sub-terrain voice of bass greeted civilians. Once indoors the subwoofers sounded off clear and crisp, “THUMPS” marching off to war. Seismic waves of decibels sliced through the heart.… Continue
