If you haven’t heard that name, or feel stuck on the fence about the 120rmb cover, peep this. His latest mix, Infinity+1, combines the best dance tracks that infected the blogs in the last year or two with some classic illness like Problèmes d’Amour.

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A-Trak - Infinity + 1

He’s definitely dope, and aside from the computer-age dance shit, I’m also expecting a healthy bit of the hip hop/crunk he usually plays.

If the bass drops half as hard as the Ratatat show last week, dude will kill it.

+ warehouse party later.

Anyone who remembers the name of this poem, leave a comment and you could win a reasonably sized bag of lychees.

Some friends of mine, longtime promoters in Shanghai, conceived this. And while i can’t reveal the location or their names, trust me - do not miss this.

Here’s what one of the shadowy characters had to say about this Thursday’s affair..

“”We are doing this party because we love what we do. We have been putting on events in Shanghai for a while now and bringing quality artists to the city, but this time it will be four local DJs. Three foriegn and one Chinese. One of the foreign DJs is a real connoisseur of disco and all things danceable. The other is called Santo Chino. The other two produce music and are both often seen at Hongkou Football Stadium watching Shanghai Shenhua FC. ”

Here’s the link to the facebook page - join it to receive the address on the day of the show.

I’ll be there after the A-Trak show at Dream Factory…

Around 4:46 a.m., the streets recently swept of duck neck wrappers and empty cigarette boxes, taxi drivers curled up in the front seat awaiting the six o’clock shift change,  and the hooker + beggar zombies that congregate on streets like Tongren Lu likely asleep. Near silence, peppered with the occasional buzz of a motorbike, sometimes carrying a whole pig or some other source of nutrition whose origins we generally block out.

Sun shines the same on everybody, but sometimes it has to climb over more buildings.

There’s my deep thought for the day.

My favorite track at the moment. No idea who sang it but damn if it ain’t funky.

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Unknown - Good Things

Another show last night…and the robot keeps growing bigger.  I love playing a disco set at the end of the night and seeing who can really get down. We’re hoping to throw a proper rave sometime in June, pending the procurement of an abandoned candy factory, foreclosed water park, or similarly appropriate location.

(should probably post fliers before the show)

We now have a hammock at my work, a cocoon hammock, specifically. I don’t think my students/Chinese colleagues have ever seen a hammock before. Asians don’t like the sun, and Chinese people harbor a strong fear of the dirty ground…the prospect of rolling off a hammock onto the death dirt might preclude them from experimenting. I can’t wait until someone pokes my sleep nest with a stick, and I burst out like a demon from the womb.

I ended up in Chongqing last week, and now that I’ve finally got time to gather my thoughts, I’ll share. About thirty million people live in Chongqing, one of China’s four municipalities directly under central government control. Looking out from my friend’s 28th floor apartment, it looks like a combination of Hong Kong’s swelling typography and Shanghai’s bustling development. Better, spicier food, no bikes, a nightlife limited to table/bottle kind of clubs (Babyface clones), friendlier people who walk tougher and drink beer like men, and arrestingly beautiful women at every turn. As the story goes, during WWII, when Chongqing became the capital of China (before the communists beat the Kuomintang), the government officials there ordered the finest women from all over the land to come hang out. Those ladies stayed in Chongqing, and made beautiful babies, who again, made beautiful babies.

The kid I stayed with used to have this roommate, a Stanford Ph.D. candidate, in Chongqing doing research on underground criminal societies. He said he straight up saw two dudes get decapitated in a hotel lobby once.

So much great food in Chongqing, all numbingly spicy. Standouts included cold Sichuan dishes (above), rabbit soaking in a pot full of chilis and potatoes, spicy fishhead soup, frog, and of course, hotpot. Hotpot originated in Chongqing, keeping people warm as they posted up alongside of the Yangze River in the dead of winter. Only complaint, too much oil and not enough soup in the broth.

It’s only 9:44, but after last night, that means bedtime. Enjoy the musics.

Northie - Wowsers! (Inspector Gadget Bootleg)

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Prince - Controversy

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