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glad i ate her - cass but it's prolly not the one you're looking for

i don't think space in the hamptons will be there next year either. what a flop!

you lightweight!

did u atleast witness circo loco @ dc10? a trip to the island would not be the same if u didn't

i was the zombified crackhead looking for my next high. oh and stacey, since when did u start speaking britt? attached is a pic of the crew at one of the freakiest places on earth---> dc10

hernan's kiss fm set 9.21.01 http://d2k.dedserver.org/index22.html 1 Bill Hamel - Close [Teknology] 2 Mavi - Precious [Made] 3 Blackstone - Superfill (Ocean Wave Dub) [Vapour Recordings] 4 Double 99 - 7th High (Hydrogen Rockers Dub) [Arista] 5 Evolution feat Jayn Hanna - Walking On Fire [Fluid] 6 FSOL - Papua New Guinea (Satoshi Tomiie Main Path) [Jumpin and Pumpin] 7 Cass & Slide and Danny Tenaglia feat Ben Shaw - Fever Rising [Fire]

sounds like space has some of u by the balls. if u stop going there, where can u go as an alternative where u hear decent music on a decent sound system with a reasonable door policy? unfortunately, miami doesn't offer too many options in that category. they have all the vip u want, but when it comes to 'quality' music, you're ass out.

just came across this from another board. i thought this well written review sums up what dc10 is all about. it happened to be my favorite party of the week in ibeefa... -------------------------------- As the hoards of half-baked package holiday commercialites descend back upon their lager fuelled, slapper based fantasies of their local Rat and Firkin Kev-den, and as the streams of kebab-filled vomit slowly recede from the streets of San Antonio’s now slightly less offensive West End, a jet-load of buzz chasing individuals arrive at Bristol’s comedy-like airport, (staffed not only by Lurch from the Addams Family, but also his bastardised son), prepared for a weekend of mass brain-cell eroding carnage. Our first port of call, the We Love Sunday’s closing party at Space turned out to be a highly disappointing affair. It looked promising when Laurent Garnier graced the terrace at 8pm, steadily building the vibe that Space is so famed for with a four hour helping of funky, balcony-groomed techness. Steve Lawler took over at midnight inside, but the vibe that had been carefully constructed was soon fast on its way to the toxic, condom-heavy sewage pump on San An’s, British-modelled coastline, and as soon as Pete Wrong took to the stage at 3am, Darren Hughes had just about ensured Space didn’t close, as Daisy rightly pointed out, it died a slow, annoying death. The undisputed champion of the UK airwaves took us on a hapless journey of illogical dance floor misfits and a string of banal, big-room anthems. I rarely criticise people to this extent, and I do have a lot of respect for Pete Tong, but he was, at best, incapable of reading the Space crowd, a crowd that rapidly depleted in numbers, resulting in the early closure of some areas inside the club. Can this be right? I’m sure if any other guest from over the season had been invited to close, the floor would not only be packed and duly animated, but full of people at 6am refusing to leave, demanding more choice tuneage. Instead we opted to leave the mass of lone-standing tumbleweeds that were now blowing freely across the dance floor and make our way down to Ancient People, the 24-hour binge-drinking haven, just along the beach from Bora Bora to watch the sunrise, and to get royally twisted - DC10 and Circo Loco waited. DC10 has embraced a number of mashed-up casualties over the summer; stories of K-ditches, Boy George bashing and be-friending Erick Morillo circulated like elderly gossip on pension day at the Post Office. I’d seen pictures, and on the whole, it looked fairly normal. How wrong could I have been? Arriving in broad daylight, surrounded by cars left stranded along the dirt-tracked road, it looked convincingly like the Titty Twister scene in From Dusk ‘til Dawn, especially true to the line of bikes mounted by 8 foot, men-liking Hells Angels of Spanish origin, obviously engaging in a session of veterinary sanctioned horse tranquilliser, the weapon of choice apparently for the discerning DC10, err, clubber. As you sweep through the curtains the horror of Circo Loco is revealed. The slow, perpetual throb of the strobe is all that cuts through the haunting blackness, the only thing that now disclaims any From Dusk ‘til Dawn connection is the distinct lack of brazen, breast-baring women, indeed some of the inhabitants, if not all, looked suspiciously like the undead; vampire-esque, zombified drug freaks that probably arrived at DC10 sometime during June and were still trying to escape its enslaving curse. Outside on the terrace is where the circus-fashioned freak show really begins. Like a cross between an episode of the X-Files, an assortment of celestial thugs from the Mos Eisley spaceport on Tatooine and as Dan Harwood was first to point out, a scene from the Lost Boys, you can safely assume that DC10 houses a vast community of scary people united in their state of brain-warped fuckedupness. You had crusties and travellers; bizarre, earth worshipping religious cults, millionaire playboys redundant of any moral fibre, gigantic greased up gay folk, Spanish hippies who think they’re somewhat akin to Rambo scattered amongst the customary Space casualties and international chic. I’m sure even Lucifer himself was witnessed stumbling around somewhere, masturbating, off his face on crack no doubt. This all added candid ingredient to the utter surrealness of it all; the music clapping off the surrounding walls, reverberating like a tuning fork dipped in acid, creating a frequency that was as much mind-bending as it was evil, that’s not to mention the planes frequently skimming over the terrace roof like scud missiles as they came in to land just 100 metres away. It was truly messed up. And with a capital K. A mentally scarred for life Ben bassMONKEY.

Where is the tracklisting?

stacey, looks like they're hiring too.

http://www.bumpnyc.com/newclubs/twilo.htm long island in da house!!!!

i wasn't kidding

if u can, d/l his latest kiss fm set 9.21.01 IMO, it's better than the ministry cd. check it out. also, first guest dj to have TWO kiss fm mixes. diggers must really like this guy...

u guys crack me up! thanks for the good laugh. i havent been getting many of those lately. go figure...

lee burridge is going to play at 609 try to enjoy

here's the line-up & info ------------------------------------------------------ Tuesday September 25 The Centro-Fly Benefit Party All monies raised including 100%of door admissions and 100% of the bar revenue will go directly to the NYPD and FDNY's Widows and Children's funds - helping to provide immediate relief for families of New York Firefighters and Police Officers $40 suggested donation - $20 Minimum donation Hosted by Moby and The Centro-Fly Family Music By Danny Tenaglia, David Morales,Francois K, Eric Morillo, Junior Sanchez, Liquid Todd, Little Louie Vega, LordG, Mark Ronson, Matthias Heilbronn, Peter Rauhofer, Ron Trent, Todd Terry, Tony Humphires, Nickodemus, Osirus, Jeannie Hopper $40 Suggested Donation $20 Minimum Donation Doors open 9pm Centro-Fly is located 45 W21 St. between 5th and 6th Avenues More info: 212 539 3916 Or www.centro-fly.com

blah blah blah it's too early in the season to get nasty with you but in case u didn't know, we're 2-0 and the jets are 1-1 carry on...

yeah, and im sasha

screw the jets!!! patrick, it's good to hear that you weren't one of the many fans heading for the exits and the start of the 4th. Sad man, really sad.

did any of u realize that only sharam played?

WOoo hooOo!

do u really think Waxman would come on this board and waste his time with the reopening of liquid? what did someone do, copy that top 10 anthem from an old DVOX mag?

i got back from spain last saturday. enjoyed myself very much but since tuesday, ibiza never felt so far away. it seems like i was there months ago. highlight of my trip - not space with sasha a little club called dc 10 - the party, circo loco you have been warned! this party is for people that have been going hard for DAYS... makes twilo look like kindergarten rained for almost 3 days!!! thats unheard of this time of year...

i don't know anyone that went out this weekend up here. i stayed in and just chilled. most of the clubs were closed any way. hell, even tenaglia cancelled his trip to the uk and ibiza because of what happened. i can understand about moving on with your lives but in nyc, it hasn't settled in yet. people are still looking for their loved ones. very sad indeed... there's a girl named casey cho (blueangel) who is still missing. everyone on the nyc board have been doing everything they can to find her. my prayers are with her. so u can see why clubbing would be the last thing on everyone's mind up here.

it's fucking pandemonium here in nyc cbs has a devastating shot of the 2nd plane that hit the WTC and also seeing them collapse. words can't even describe what i felt.