... the Original Soul Rebels Headquarters
There were a host of DJs entertaining us on the Bank Holday over at the OSR HQ, soul in all its many forms was on display as the DJs played great tunes from the early evening way into the early hours.
9-11am : DJ BOONE - Funkin' U Up!
11am-1pm : DJ DIVINE - Movin' & A-Groovin' Y'all!
1-3pm : DJ Slate - Classic Cool & Funky!
3-4pm : DJ Jose - Stonkin' Fave Raves!
4-6pm : DJ Hbomb/DJ Seth - Funky Latin Grooves!
Beleive me, it gets no better than this!
* MUSIC IS THE KEY OF LIFE - AND OSR IS GONNA PLAY IT! *
So I rolled up nice and early to hear Boone open up the entertainment and discover beers in the fridge and burgers on the grill. The party had begun the question was would I last the pace? The usual jovial atmosphere was very evident as the OSR mob begain to gather, nut it hit new levels when somebody outed themselves as a mankini admirer, oooh hamster hammocks indeed! So the brewing of a fine time was there, great music, wonderful people and huge portions of laughter ... marniate in strong ale and pretty soon its a fully baked groove. Once Boone had delivered his set the delicious ladty of the decks stepped for and DJ Divine took over, a real hunny bunny she entertained us royally and kept the music pounding and the party swinging.
We were four hous in as Divine stepped away from the decks and it had been wonderfully entertaining, the DJ tag team brawlwers then unleashed a double barrel of Northern Soul as Slate stepped up to carry on the baton [yeah mixed metaphors but really, do you care that much ... I doubt it.]. He had the poolside in full overdrive as he blasted out some great tunes, so great he even recieved a 1000L$ tip. Mentioning no names but thats true generousity, a deed worthy of Slate himself ...
Real Life then grabbed me for a while, but I left Albion grooving as a reminder to get back in. I'd left to scouse tones and came back to a latin accent that didnt sound like it was from Bootle so I surmised Slate's set was completed. More great soul poured out as Jose kept up the high standard and the Guinness can pile grew higher until finally it was the pumpkin hour and I wussed out. Yeah, as HBomb took over at midnight I admitted defeat and slid off to my bed, but I am convinced he continued with the impressive tunes that featured throughout the evenuing.
A great night of gridline fun, fabulous music supported by a wonderful cast of characters, so get on your scooter and check the next one. Just make sure you possess more stamina than I do.
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