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Originally Posted by Derelict

That Make It Loud sample is from Blutonium Boy way back in 2001 or 2002, not Headhunterz

Yeah well the 'make it funky' sample that has nothing whatsoever to do with either song is from a Ministry of Sound Hard NRG Annual Vol 3 and is a track by beXta called 'Make It Phunkee' thanks for listening

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Originally Posted by Derelict

That Make It Loud sample is from Blutonium Boy way back in 2001 or 2002, not Headhunterz

actually, HHZ did a remix of Make It Loud last year (or even the year before)
apart from the climax dongs it's bearable...

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Originally Posted by kasper_flip

actually, HHZ did a remix of Make It Loud last year (or even the year before)
apart from the climax dongs it's bearable...

Ugh.

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Originally Posted by nrjize

How excited you must be to contribute some hardstyle factoids to the thread

It's not hardstyle champ.

Blutonium Boy is goddamn shitty Hardstyle, what are you talking about?

What is hardstyle ?

drums, whistles and kazoo

How does one "hardstyle"?

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Originally Posted by Morphee

Reminds me of that time you sat in someone's 30th story round window and there was a freak the fuck out moment you'd fall.

Remembering things, with morphee

There was no chance I was going to fall

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but yeah it was a bit of a **** move. drunk

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Originally Posted by B_e_de

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achievement unlocked: managed to actually use that emoticon in context

It's good shit and everybody that's contributed is fantastic people. No thought for any benefit for themselves and just wanting to help a fgt out.

Every now and then this thread shines

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Originally Posted by B_e_de

Sometimes I wonder if the small part of Pitchfork Mentality I have in my head is all related to the joy I get from watching To Catch A Predator.

A ruse!

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Originally Posted by RunningWithScissors

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwLYI...&feature=share

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Originally Posted by B_e_de

Yeah well the 'make it funky' sample that has nothing whatsoever to do with either song is from a Ministry of Sound Hard NRG Annual Vol 3 and is a track by beXta called 'Make It Phunkee' thanks for listening

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWjGFAjhIBo

SEGA WORLD!!!

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Originally Posted by Yergg

What is hardstyle ?

It's like derpstep, but without pattern randomisation and quacks.

I have a friend doing research in Singapore, considering visiting her some time early next year.

I know half this thread live/work in Singapore, is it good place?

It's a hot small claustrophobic island with endemic racism, rampant prostitution, expensive and bland beer, great food, incomprehensible bans on durian, a great metro, a shitty casino and some tall buildings. You can murder your maid, but don't chew gum.

I like it.

In short doses.

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Originally Posted by dbb618

incomprehensible bans on durian,

i saw durian in woolies the other day
thank fuck it wasn't ripe!

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Originally Posted by P337

I have a friend doing research in Singapore, considering visiting her some time early next year.

I know half this thread live/work in Singapore, is it good place?

Dbb is kind-of off-target (ever since that Skyrim reference man it's been downhill - ffs, get it together).
Definitely worth visiting if they're a good friend. I'd tack on somewhere else (while you're over there you may as well).

The best times I had in Singapore were when I had visitors in-town (counted 18 of them crashing at mine while I was there), as I took it as a personal challenge to show them the fun side.

Hawker centres are great for cheap cuisine, and there's some nice day things you can do like riding up and down East Coast Park, visiting some cafes in Dempsey, afternoon sessions virtually anywhere with the accompanying heat, Orchard Towers if you want an eye-opening experience, Sentosa beach island clubs (Azzura & Tanjong are what you want), and hotel brunches.

Alcohol and accommodation are hella-expensive. So do your friend a solid and bring some duty-free in.

I would avoid the clubs unless you really have to, as I found them overall to be quite disappointing despite seeing Digweed, Gabriel & Dresden, Markus Schulz, Ferry Corsten, Laidback Luke, James Zabiela - didn't seem to matter who it was, the crowd just fucks it up by providing zero atmosphere.

Did enjoy Agoria in the Velvet Underground and Richard Durand at Azzura (he high-tenned me after seeing me do a countdown).

Basically, you'll forget all of this advice by the time next year comes, and if you take one thing away from this it's go for the dumplings. Sweet delicious dumplings.

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Originally Posted by Marshwah

Dbb is kind-of off-target (

Orchard Towers

rampant prostitution

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Alcohol and accommodation are hella-expensive.

yeah,

I'm assuming you think there aren't tall buildings, a great metro, racism and lots of white expats with subjugated maids too?

It is small and claustrophobic, especially from an Aussie point of view. They do ban durian in most hotels, the food is great, and there Singaporean Chinese think they are superior to the Malay/Thai/FIlipino/Indian migrant workers - I've worked at places where they ship them in in orange jumpsuits make them work for 12 hours, and then have a 3 hour bus ride back across into Malaysia every day). Try getting into one of the Singaporean nightclubs (like the ones a little northwest of Raffles) if you are white and by yourself ...

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Originally Posted by Marshy

Words

Cheers for the info! Friend has a pretty decent apartment in town (paid for by her work) so I would definitely be able to crash there; that rules out the accommodation expense. Noted about the alcohol. Probs will forget this advice by the time I go but cheers again, I appreciate it.

And I like your taste in music.

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Originally Posted by dbb618

rampant prostitution



yeah,

I'm assuming you think there aren't tall buildings, a great metro, racism and lots of white expats with subjugated maids too?

It is small and claustrophobic, especially from an Aussie point of view. They do ban durian in most hotels, the food is great, and there Singaporean Chinese think they are superior to the Malay/Thai/FIlipino/Indian migrant workers - I've worked at places where they ship them in in orange jumpsuits make them work for 12 hours, and then have a 3 hour bus ride back across into Malaysia every day). Try getting into one of the Singaporean nightclubs (like the ones a little northwest of Raffles) if you are white and by yourself ...

I guess what I'm saying is that you're focusing on very specific rants that aren't that helpful for someone considering a visit.

This is true. I won't be in a hotel, I won't be doing prostitutes, I likely won't be eating durian.

Yeah thats how all my business trips start out... then you go drinking.

You'll be eating durian out of some singas butt in some 8 star racist hotel.

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Originally Posted by Gruso

I remember the Bede that up and moved to Canada.

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Originally Posted by B_e_de

But that in itself means you think they'd be sexy when they're older, and not at their current stage.

An important distinction!

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Originally Posted by Derelict

It's not hardstyle champ.

lol after you got that headhunterz thing so blatantly and obviously wrong how can I ever trust you again



oh yeah guys it's not hardstyle it's super-double-mega-hard-nollie-kickflip-trance-dub-style 4G LTE home edition for Windows Live PCs

A friend of a friend on Facebook today tried to prove to all of us that it's not called Progressive House, it is in fact Progression House and she's sure of it because she learnt it from some Ministry of Sound compilations.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

to be fair though, whatever was on that compilation probably wasn't progressive house

It wasn't, which makes it worse

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Originally Posted by Fledz

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

Why FUUUUUUUUUUUUU?

I'd be like fucking lulz if someone thought mixmag were the monthly bible on bass and drum.

I don't know why i'm laughing

Bassline! Ministryofsoundclubber’sguideto2007mixedbygoodwi llandkidkenobioutsoon!

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Originally Posted by diarx

Why FUUUUUUUUUUUUU?

I'd be like fucking lulz if someone thought mixmag were the monthly bible on bass and drum.

Blatant stupidity angers me.

smh video interview with psy; is pretty interesting

http://www.smh.com.au/entertainment/...016-27ow3.html

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Originally Posted by Fledz

A friend of a friend on Facebook today tried to prove to all of us that it's not called Progressive House, it is in fact Progression House and she's sure of it because she learnt it from some Ministry of Sound compilations.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

Actually, it's just called Progressive.

Or better known as Prog.

Prog? Sup.

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Originally Posted by Vote Quimby

Actually, it's just called Progressive.

Or better known as Prog.

Progressive from the 90s is completely different to Progressive House from the last few years. So no, it's not.

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Originally Posted by Vote Quimby

Actually, it's just called Progressive.

Or better known as Prog.

oh totes

I still thinks it's hilariously ironic that progressive is named for the one thing it's not.

turtles are progressive house

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Originally Posted by JustinJ

Bassline! Ministryofsoundclubber’sguideto2007mixedbygoodwi llandkidkenobioutsoon!

oh god please tell me you have the link to that reviewnecdote handy

Bassline!

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Originally Posted by B_e_de

oh god please tell me you have the link to that reviewnecdote handy

No link. But:

Spoiler:

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Twisted pres. Kid Kenobi & MC Shureshock @ Academy, Canberra (22/12/06)

Created On January 11th, 2007 by rentboyesq - inthemix.com.au

Walking back to the car after the Academy show, the Ministry of Sound minder was forced to stop and wait for The Kid to catch up. Kenobi had been in a sullen mood since closing his set, which irritated his minder. And as a further frustration, MC Shureshock had run off into the darkness, bellowing “Bassline!” as he chased after a possum he’d spotted in the nearby park.

The minder had been tasked to chaperone and monitor Kenobi (and, by default, Shureshock) for almost a year now, although it was only in the past fortnight that he’d detected any discontentment in the DJ. He had reported this change in demeanour to the appropriate authorities at the Ministry of course, and had been cautioned that The Kid would be “severely reprimanded” unless kept in check. It was not so much that he cared for the welfare of his ward – what worried him was the professional shame of being unable to keep his subject in line. It made him pine for the docility of his previous assignment, John Course.

As Kenobi caught up, the minder enquired gently, “What’s wrong, Kid?”
The DJ stared at the ground and shrugged. “Nothing,” he mumbled.
The minder stepped forward and placed a hand on Kenobi’s shoulder. It felt cold despite the surprising early morning warmth, and it chilled the DJ like a forgotten cup of coffee. He suppressed a revolted shudder.
“You know you can’t completely pack out a club every time, Kid. It’s just not going to happen” – the minder made a derisive gesture with his hands – “especially not in this town. Fickle fucking Canberra.”
Kenobi shrugged again.
“Is it the girl who fell over on the dancefloor? You know she turned out to be fine. All she needed was an ice pack.”
“No. I know that.”
“Do you want me to carry your record box, is that it? Is it too heavy for you, is that the problem?”
Kenobi looked up from the ground at this point, eyes shimmering with badly suppressed tears. “It’s not heavy at all!” He dropped the metal box onto the pavement and knelt, angrily throwing the top open. “See? There’s only thirteen records in here!” He began pulling them out, shaking each 12” ferociously at his Ministry minder, shouting the name of every one he removed before throwing it to the ground:

“Tonite Only – ‘Where The Party’s At’!
“Tocadisco – ‘You’re No Good For Me’!
“Who’s Who – ‘Not So Dirty’!
“Buy Now – ‘For Sale
’ mashed with
“Mylo’s mix of ‘No More Conversations’!
“Mason – ‘Exceeder’!
“The Trentmøller mix of ‘Go’!”

And on he went. By the time he’d emptied the box, Kenobi had begun to cry outright. “Why can’t the Minister give me something new to play?” he demanded through his weeping. “There’s so much great new music out there. I mean, some of these tracks are more than a year old!”

The minder stood impassively watching the scene for a moment, until a voice in his earpiece warned him sternly to get the situation under control. He ground his teeth and squatted beside the weeping DJ. “Look, Kid. You might be getting frustrated with these songs, but you’ve got to remember, this isn’t about you. It’s about the punters. It’s about the fans. Your job is to make people happy, and you did that tonight! You do that every night! Just listen.”

On cue, a group of intoxicated twentysomethings strolled by on the opposite side of the road, loudly chanting “PUT YOUR HANDS UP FOR DETROIT!” The minder wrapped a consoling arm around Kenobi’s shoulders. “You see? See how happy they are? That was all you, Kid. They love that song, and you played it, and you’ve made their night. Their week, even.” He began prodding Kenobi in the chest for emphasis. “And that, Kid, is what being a DJ is all about. Don’t you get it? You make people happy.”

Kenobi quietened on hearing this. He nodded sheepishly, resigned and understanding, embarrassed now at his outburst. The minder passed The Kid his handkerchief and left the DJ to clean up as he stood and began calling out for the missing MC. “Shureshock!” He whistled piercingly. “Here boy!”

Moments later an excitable singlet-clad figure came bounding out of the darkness. “Bassline!” declared the MC as he began running circles around the minder. “Bassline! Ministryofsoundclubber’sguideto2007mixedbygoodwi ll andkidkenobioutsoon!”
“That’s a good boy, Shureshock. Good boy!”
Kenobi also looked pleased to see his faithful MC, and began patting him on his sweaty buzz-cut head. “Come on, Shureshock. Let’s go home.”

The trio made their way to the car, and the minder opened the back door to let Shureshock scramble in, making sure to wind the window down a crack to give the MC some air. He turned to Kenobi and asked, “All good now?”
“Yeah. Sorry about before.”
The minder smiled amicably. “It’s OK, Kid. You’ve had a big day; you’re just tired is all.” He clapped Kenobi on the shoulder. “Let’s get going.” He moved around to the back of the car to open the trunk. Kenobi placed the record box inside, then turned to his minder. “You know, you’ve never told me your name.”
The minder laughed. “It’s not important. What’s important is that we get you back to Sydney
for some rest, hey? Come on, hop in.”
Kenobi climbed into the trunk and arranged its contents before curling comfortably into the foetal position amidst them. He looked up at the minder. “Hey, can we get McDonald’s at Sutton Forest maybe?”
“Bassline!” agreed MC Shureshock.
The minder smiled at Kenobi once more before closing the trunk. “Anything for you, Kid. Anything.”

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Originally Posted by Fledz

Progressive from the 90s is completely different to Progressive House from the last few years. So no, it's not.

ahh fuck. more genres? fuck it. give me some good ole turn of the century prog.

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Originally Posted by Astro-Boy

I still thinks it's hilariously ironic that progressive is named for the one thing it's not.

pro·gres·sive/prəˈgresiv/
Adjective:
Happening or developing gradually or in stages; proceeding step by step.




^ I think that pretty well describes the gabriel & dresden song that I posted.

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Originally Posted by P337

developing

I've et boiled eggs more developed than the average prog track.

here comes the droop

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Originally Posted by B_e_de

oh god please tell me you have the link to that reviewnecdote handy

wiki dot some kind of genius dot com

gosh

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Originally Posted by Astro-Boy

et

liked

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Originally Posted by RunningWithScissors

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Originally Posted by Astro-Boy

et

liked

I'd've fort you'd 'ear words like "et" all the bleedin' time in Lundin, Matchew.

You know the worst? Stood.

I was stood in line at va chippie gettin a wooly and jockey's whips when vis geezah dropped 'is Arfur Ashe on the Rory O'Moore.