Out Of Head Experience

This summer when wasted in a field, you need to prepare yourself to experience everything that's in your head falling out and floating around you.

Nope - no-one's slipped you an evil herbal high, the chances are you've stumbled into NOVAK's 360 degree 3D disco.

The DJ/art collective have been hitting their 3D club nights across the UK (including their pre-Chems show in Trafalgar Square), where virtual visuals are beamed behind the bands and DJs, but they're taking it to whole new levels with their new show.

The 360 degree 3D set takes you through a whistlestop tour of fads from the Lichtenstein 50's right through to the Amstradtastic 80's. On top of this, massive winking eyes, kicking legs and strange heads fade in, out and right around your line of vision, making it a much better clubbing experience than staring a fat guy spinning tunes in a booth.

NOVAK are taking it to Glastonbury this summer as well. Just a gentle warning for those close to the edge when you find it.

Wild Horses

This is one of loveliest songs I've heard in a while:



It's by a French/German duo called Appaloosa, who were in London to play a tiny show in Selfridges last week. I think Anne-Laure's Nico-esque act was a little lost on the hoards of Middle-Eastern women loading up on expensive teapots and towels, though.

She looked super cool in a sequined, vintage minidress on stage but told me she had been very close to flashing us a few times. I think the crowd were more shocked by her merman companion though.

'SUP Mag issue 19 release party

Yeah, Wednesday's probably a leeetle early to start the weekend's downward spiral, but when the line up's this good, who are you to deny it?

'SUP Mag are taking over central boite Maddox on Wednesday 13th, and bringing crates of fun in the shape of Nadia Ksaiba (Our Disco/Say Yes!/*GIRLCORE*), Andy Blake (Dissident), punctuation fascist Stopmakingme (Kill 'Em All) and Oli Isaacs (This Is Music) to fire electro bullets of joy into your hearts.

8.30 - late. Come down before 10pm, free booze!

Hello Lenin

You can't keep a good party don down. Gary Fairfull, the guy behind art/music/immense nighttime fuckery venue Found, has opened up a new pop-up venue in Shoreditch this week.

Lenin's Promise feels a little bit like someone's front room (anyone say HOUSE PARTY?) and Gary's employed the talents of Le Gun to design Edgar Allan Poe/Russian inspired wall panels to balance against the windows, keeping the party firmly locked down inside. 

Poet Murray Lachlan Young was due to perform when we dropped by, and there's some almighty sounding Latino night going down tonight, complete with 9 piece brass band.

We're planning a 'SUP Party there later this month - will keep you posted with details....

Right Royal Rave Up

It’s not often you’re invited to rave in a cave, much less with one of London’s top DJ’s, and even more unlikely in a middle-Eastern restaurant on Dalston’s high street.

But this was never going to be a standard club night. As one of the 10 venues participating in new music festival Land Of Kings, the Rave In A Cave event was always going to be the crowd puller for the Friday night.

Essentially all the tables and chairs were ripped out of one of Dalston's best loved eateries to make way for a huge soundsystem and the mighty Erol Alkan and Rory Phillips, who were also supported by super-disco-blogger Todd Hart and Lou and Nova.

This is what happened. You REALLY needed to be there. It was seven levels of AMAZING.

Encore Paris Encore

There's obviously some kind of electrolytes being pumped into the Seine. How else can you explain Daft Punk, Justice, Phoenix, Anaraak, Surkin, Yelle, Fred Falke, Alax Braxe, Busy P, Mehdi and all the other acts of Electro musical greatness from one place?

There's no sign of it stopping either with new band Housse De Racket who tore it up on Saturday night at the super cool Pop-Up Bar in Paris. Housed in a old cabaret theatre and with only a capacity of only 70 we were rammed in, rubbing shoulders with the Parisian elite (who unlike us, had no problems with the door guy).

Clearly massively talented, the guys stormed through a range of genres in their songs, from the poppy Oh Yeah to the banging Synthetiseur, which wouldn't have sounded out of place on Justice's stage.

AH OUI.

Here's Oh Yeah, which their manager told us was about white tennis boys wanting to be black:

Oh La La Chapelle

Paris, as well to being home to some of the most amazing bands around (see up there ^^^) is also hosting one of the best modern photography exhibitions ever.

Our lucky French pals have been able to feast themselves on a retrospective of David La Chapelle since February. Best known for his work sexualising lil ol' Britney Spears, subverting Kanye West as Jesus and making a muse of tranny Amanda Le Pore, the exhibition looks back at some of his most controversial and creative work.

Housed in the very fitting Musee De La Monnaie (think guilded, grandiose rooms laden with crystal chandeliers) the show features massive pop-up shots, including his incredible biblical tales of epic disaster and man-made hell told through his celebrity pals.

Glossy, powerful images of fantasies from a not-too distant future, the pictures seem to highlight the problems of capitalism, fame and greed. Hmmm, sounds familiar. A Nostradamus of our times, but much prettier, perhaps.

The show's due to come to London in a couple of months. Book now before we all perish!