I though id share a little review blurb written by some hip, young upstart, of a show we tore down some 10 years ago. I think from the jump we were out to make the promoters night a cunt. Beside the fact the ticket prices were a steep $20, it was a poor choice of venue to hold a DMC event in the first place..The spot was a well know techno super club. Turns out half the club was shut and all the bedroom DJs and support acts were arse holed to the basement level to pay excessive drink prices and harassed by overweight bouncers.The Thursday night and loss of the sponsorship (if memory severs correct) didn’t help either. In standard fashion we drunk everyone’s rider, demanded more rider as ours was drunk by some ‘other cunts’, stormed the stage and proceeded to invite anyone and everyone to the stage to fuck it up with us. It will go down as one of the most memorable 750 shows, for me.
Here’s her reports…
750 Rebels performed prior to the announcement of winners. They were impressive in the sense that they were a big group of guys rapping in sync on a swamped stage. How the crowd managed to get up there, stay there and whether 750 Rebels were happy with this development remains an unsolved mystery. Not much else about 750 Rebels impressed me. The crowd on the stage were obviously having a GREAT time and the ones on the ground were moved to shuffle a bit (the most active I saw them all night). Either the music was better, or the Tooheys New was finally kicking in. By the end of the set, which seemed interminable, the room was fairly empty.
I really enjoyed and miss the old DMC battles in the early-mid 2000s. The fact, the DJ had to put a decent amount of forethough into their routine, covering the right selection of music, what parts to play and when was/is an art in itself. What records they were diggin, borrowing or stealing and playing on the night to get an original concept across to get the crowd Gd up was a big thing for me as I’ve never really learnt the technical shit on the decks other than blends. Some kid could use his fucking elbow to scratch a record but if that shit sounded wak it sounded wak but I could always appreciate and see the merit for some of the tricks and showmanship involved with some of it.
Big up to the DJ’s out there putting out live mixes and doing their thing still.