While in Barcelona Spain, I went to my first rave at the largest club in all of Europe, Razzmatazz. Girl Talk was headlining that show, and it was in-fucking-credible! Could not be happier he is on the bill for Camp Bisco.
Girl Talk is a scrawny white dude from like Pennsylvania or something. He spends months in his basement mashing together new and old hip/hop songs with everything from pop to Motown to anything you can think of. And it all rocks. Like, rock out with your cock out, jam out with your clam out, rocks!
Huge fan, excited to see him again. But he also amuses me. All he does is get onstage and press play, then acts like he just did a whole bunch of cocaine and goes crazy for the next one and half hours. Ripping his shirt off and jumping on tables, inviting 50-100 people on stage. It was a show in a show. But that just make it that much better and made it OK for me to act that much crazier.
He also inspired me to give a shot at making some mash ups of my own. They all sucked. Making good mash ups is waaay harder then i previously thought, ill leave that to the professionals.