That starts tonight at the weekly Holly Sh*t party, when Detroit / Chicago old-timer Alton Miller gets behind the decks. He's a U.S. originator who spun with Ron Hardy, Frankie Knuckles, Larry Levan and Timmy Regisford back in the day at the Music Institute, one of Chicago's first house clubs. Back in the day. Keeping it reaaal. That's a bold booking for a cold Thursday night. Hats off to Holly Sh*t. Half-priced cocktails before midnight. 50rmb on the door. More here.
Then on Friday Lola has Soul Clap in for this show. The Boston twosome are best known perhaps for their genre-bending podcast, The Adventures of Soul Clap, and for dressing kinda funny and stuff. That's the sort of
wry party music that we need to beat the January blues. Or the January shitmunchers, as I like to call them.
But Saturday takes the biscuit for the best night of the year so far, as Barcelona big boy John Talabot comes in for a set. He released the excellent album fin last year, a deep, moody, and occasionally happy-clappy LP of tribal, minimal cuts. The attention that album got from all sides was insane -- indie kids, disco snores, Pitchfork's refined snobs, motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wastoids, dweebies, dickheads -- they all loved it.
So, that righteous dude's coming in for the Saturday slot, supported by Frank Costello and Alecs Marta. 100rmb on the door; more here.