Druffmix 60 – Modern Uproar Vol. 2
Posted: February 6th, 2012 | Author: Druffalo | Filed under: Druffmixes | Tags: Druffalo Hit Squad, Druffmixes | No Comments »Modernism is the new minimalism
Modernism is the new minimalism
Modernism is the new minimalism

By this time on Monday, January 9 2012, the Druffalo Hit Squad lands on a covert Druffmix mission to get away with a 2 hour all hits spot down at the allnighter AGAIN.
This month, the D*ruffalo Hit Squad pays their dues to Northern Soul, the most stubborn of all underground dance music scenes. And in contrast to nearly all compilations documenting decades of ridiculously dedicated digging, this two hour set consists entirely of supreme anthems. Or “oldies”, as the veteran rare soul jocks and dancers call them (meaning neglected guilty pleasures that opened sesame all those years ago, more or less). Which is the same twisted logic applied that led to the term “Modern Soul”, the majority of which is not that modern at all. But that is another story that shall be told even more indulgently on you know where, but you don’t know when, but it could be soon.
In the meantime, lay out the towel, spread the talc, put on appropriate gear, turn it up some, and get seriously going. And keep the faith, of course!

By this time on Monday, December 12 2011, the Druffalo Hit Squad lands on a covert Druffmix mission to get away with a 2 hour all hits spot down at the allnighter.
It’s not enough. It’s never enough.

By this time on Monday, November 14 2011, the Druffalo Hit Squad lands on a covert Druffmix mission to solve punky’s dilemma.
The Berlindian Summer of 2011 will be one to be found in the history metereology books of the 21st century. The soundtrack: one for the fluffy girls (not the fluff girls, mate) and the cute cuddle boys living in a sunny autumn puperty soft romance dream (wearing colourful day glo classic couture and not this Skandinavian Yale sophomore type of fall colour plait shit (brown, beige, red brown, light brown) nobody in their right mind really likes). DM56 is the work of the romance scientist. A guy who loves the warm sun beams shining through the reddish leafs of the late summer trees. This is the sound of love. You gotta love it.
(c) DM56 tmmf? /(c) Picture Alfie K.
At the moment the infamous Druffmix saga is a bit unreliable in terms of regular installments, but this is mainly due to the fact that the D*ruffalo Hit Squad reaps so many gig requests at this point that it was decided to split up the collective to handle all the schedules. Like, say, Jazzanova. Only you cannot be sure which of the boys turns up where, or if at all. Sadly for our listeners, this also means that the once notorious timeliness of the monthly Druffmix has been neglected for rider negotiations, diva fits, spa excesses, restraining orders and abuse of any kind. You know, all that before-we-get-old nonsense. Even those who are not that old, but behave older than the ones who are actually old, making it a group effort in not acting the age. Anyway, until somebody checks reality sufficiently enough to meet the ridiculously high standard of the Druffcast, please enjoy this unedited live recording of the recent D*ruffalo Hamburg Weekender gig at Betalounge, the pioneering and still ruling web radio show, and also the only thing including the word “lounge” that we won’t mess with. Once again we salute all the wonderful people there for letting it happen even again, and we will let it happen again. Promised.
And now this way to the sound of Love-O-Love!
Now we’re the king of the swingers, the jungle VIPs. We’ve reached the top and had to stop and that’s what’s botherin’ us. So we want to be like the other people, people, and stroll right into town. We’re tired of monkeyin’ around!
Here, have a banana:
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