Fri, Oct 23
Snakehips
Certain records are permanently welded to a specific year of your life, and there is nothing you can do about it. You hear four bars and you are back in a car with people you no longer speak to, and the feeling is not sadness exactly — closer to being visited.
Snakehips make that kind of record. The London duo spent the mid-2010s producing the slow, warm, slightly melancholy end of dance music — the songs that played at the point in the night when the party was thinning out and nobody wanted to say so. They kept working, which the internet occasionally forgets, and the DJ sets now run harder and funkier than the records that made them.
The Gaslamp room holds a few hundred, and a Friday there draws a crowd old enough to remember the first time around and young enough to still be out at two.
Ten at night to two on Friday the twenty-third, down on Sixth Avenue.
Certain records are permanently welded to a specific year of your life, and there is nothing you can do about it. You hear four bars and you are back in a car with people you no longer speak to, and the feeling is not sadness exactly — closer to being visited.
Snakehips make that kind of record. The London duo spent the mid-2010s producing the slow, warm, slightly melancholy end of dance music — the songs that played at the point in the night when the party was thinning out and nobody wanted to say so. They kept working, which the internet occasionally forgets, and the DJ sets now run harder and funkier than the records that made them.
The Gaslamp room holds a few hundred, and a Friday there draws a crowd old enough to remember the first time around and young enough to still be out at two.
Ten at night to two on Friday the twenty-third, down on Sixth Avenue.
Snakehips make that kind of record. The London duo spent the mid-2010s producing the slow, warm, slightly melancholy end of dance music — the songs that played at the point in the night when the party was thinning out and nobody wanted to say so. They kept working, which the internet occasionally forgets, and the DJ sets now run harder and funkier than the records that made them.
The Gaslamp room holds a few hundred, and a Friday there draws a crowd old enough to remember the first time around and young enough to still be out at two.
Ten at night to two on Friday the twenty-third, down on Sixth Avenue.
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Certain records are permanently welded to a specific year of your life, and there is nothing you can do about it. You hear four bars and you are back in a car with people you no longer speak to, and the feeling is not sadness exactly — closer to being visited.
Snakehips make that kind of record. The London duo spent the mid-2010s producing the slow, warm, slightly melancholy end of dance music — the songs that played at the point in the night when the party was thinning out and nobody wanted to say so. They kept working, which the internet occasionally forgets, and the DJ sets now run harder and funkier than the records that made them.
The Gaslamp room holds a few hundred, and a Friday there draws a crowd old enough to remember the first time around and young enough to still be out at two.
Ten at night to two on Friday the twenty-third, down on Sixth Avenue.
Snakehips make that kind of record. The London duo spent the mid-2010s producing the slow, warm, slightly melancholy end of dance music — the songs that played at the point in the night when the party was thinning out and nobody wanted to say so. They kept working, which the internet occasionally forgets, and the DJ sets now run harder and funkier than the records that made them.
The Gaslamp room holds a few hundred, and a Friday there draws a crowd old enough to remember the first time around and young enough to still be out at two.
Ten at night to two on Friday the twenty-third, down on Sixth Avenue.
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