Tuesday, 31 August 2010

pettre





I met Pedro in Watergate the other Thursday. Both pretty far gone as it were, as the riverside sunshine heralded Friday. What followed can loosely be described as goldengate, berghain, bar25, dancing, dancing, dancing, gin, beer, nausea and elation.

He usually resides in Barcelona, making the most beautiful deep house. The above is currently on repeat. Released on John Talabot's label, hivern discs, on their latest compilation which I am about to purchase here. My spanish isn't really much cop, but I think it translates as the fleeting truth. Fits.

Speaking of Senor Talabot. Try the below workout by my favourite tranceout kale lovers, Blondes.

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