Smallman1 It’s basically Sasha’s Fundamental (or Bloodlock?) remade by someone battered on mushrooms.

Did somebody say ‘blatant self promotion’?

Don’t believe anyone did, no

Smallman1 Incredibly he played at the Medicine Bar (remember that?) and waved half of his fee one night for my mate who’d booked him as he was into what they were doing. Good job too as he couldn’t mix a vodka and orange.

    Remember Holden playing the Soundshaft at Bedrock and me quite enjoying it. Was the start of the Border Community stuff so the tunes were good and I was absolutely spangle dangled which would have helped.

      Dan Good job too as he couldn’t mix a vodka and orange.

      Lol!

      Do remember the Medicine Bar, saw Carl Craig there.

      Not the best night I’ve ever had.

      Millsy Yup. I was there also and it was good, but his set at slide at the zodiac in oxford was truly truly appalling

      Got Holden down as an anti-vaxxer.

      Cheers!

      Going by his appearance seems the sort that covid would ravage.

      Watched him live once, the mixing was dire, the track selection not so bad. But he was extremely approachable at the end of the night, and just seemed like a very sweet guy. Letting the punters come in and mess around with his gear and having a laugh.

      He also ended with this, which is an absolute banger… always goes down hard on a club system:

        Wonder if he’s still with that manager girlfriend of his that caused a ton of trouble for promoters, terrible reputation and apparently extremely difficult to work with.

        Cankles-McJeggings Lolz. Edward can tell you all about the scene there. Slide was a pretty good night for the provinces.

        Can’t imagine Dermo working in a record shop I must say.

          Smallman1 lol. All “I’m free!!” on the surface, but underneath a seething pot of white hot rage. An absolute retail time bomb, Falling Down nightmare in other words.

          His bedside manner does leave somewhat to be desired!

          A punter innocently enquires about the latest ADID release and casually mentions to the chirpy shop assistant (Derms) that he thinks it’s ‘the best track Sasha has ever produced’.

          A few hours later he returns home to find his front door kicked in, his family strewn about the living room with their heads caved in with a clawhammer and ‘Cunts’ written in their blood over the fireplace.