Proving that happy pants and block parties could co-exist, I got to play nine hours straight of nothing but 45s at Rainbow Serpent in a sweaty, steamy tent with my Black Caesar homies, Mr Lob and Brain! My records got fucked, my Esky got fucked, the crowd was fucked, we lost one DJ to exhaustion, another to the dancefloor, Bill Withers arrived spiritually as the sun came up and I still haven't been able to get the hair off my tongue. Surreal to say the least! Bring on 2016!!!
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The 45 Sessions will go huge because everyone loves the small records with big sound, don't they? Don't they?