How I wish that Woody or Iman would have been at the Record Markers 10th anniversary to review Acid Washed and Kavinsky instead of me, because I’m not the right person to write about these self-important DJs who produce redundant outworn electronic beats for hours.
And what’s the story with DJ’s keeping their sunglasses in the complete darkness? Can they even see all the buttons on their turntables or they are faking it all the way through?
At the Record Makers show, the Acid Washed guys and then Kavinsky closing the evening, were all ridiculously wearing dark sunglasses during their complete set, looking like cheap vampires afraid of the spotlights or zombies who ‘can keep track of the visions in his eyes’ as it is said on some website describing Kavinsky’ s story. In fact, his moronic back-story tells he was killed in a Ferrari crash and came back as a zombie.
I get it, it’s all about the attitude, the car-racer look with the sport jacket, just like this gigantic cartoon of Kavinsky coming straight from Grand Theft Auto projected behind the stage. All these cop-show-car-chases themes coming from his Pioneer turntable were just video game material.
I was looking at the audience, and actually just a few people were dancing, and only very few were getting good moves out of these beats. Not that easy! Me? I did not move a bit, but I have to say it again, I am missing that electro-gene.
And what is the matter with all these congratulating gestures between the guys from Acid Washed as soon as one of them had produced some borrowed sounds out of one of the Mac computers?
The pompous and arrogant attitude of these DJ’s (Kavisnky even put his plastic glass over the lens of the camera of the guy who was filming him during the show) is tiresome, they are even worst than rappers.