“This’s gotta be it.”
Tucked into an industrial district somewhere in Los Angeles, Pete and I heard the Body High Takeover long before we ever got there, the thudding 808 kicks echoing down the rows-on-rows of silent warehouses like a sonic beacon, beckoning those lucky, audacious, or connected few who’d actually gotten the address. Finally we passed the venue: a comparatively tiny garage space with the freight doors open and an extended patio area roped off on the street. We were late, but people were still falling over themselves in their eagerness to get in.
“Dude, where the hell do we park? Is that a tow-away zone?”
“I dunno man, f**k it. We’re going to the Boiler Room.”
F**k it, indeed. We were going to the Boiler Room. How cool is that? And for the Body High takeover, no less. 7:30 on a weeknight and time to go ham.
For those many “in the know,” the Boiler Room (or “BR”) is like a Shangri-La for underground electronic music. With broadcasted parties in London, Paris, Berlin, New York, and LA, everyone from Carl Cox to RL Grime to MF Doom have graced their legendary ones-and-twos, with the recordings available on the BR website for posterity. Thousands tune in regularly, then download their favorites to their iPods to bump in their cars and on their runs.
But being at a Boiler Room — in the flesh? That’s another matter. The addresses are guarded with steadfast vigilance, falling somewhere between the location of your high school porn stash and classified threats to national security on the “keeping secrets” spectrum. Unless you “know someone,” and happen to be one of the aforementioned cities, you’re not getting in. So finally getting into one? Feels good, man.
Real’ good. As mentioned previously, this was the Body High takeover. A night with one of America’s most forward-thinking club music labels was guaranteed to be a grand ol’ time. And indeed it was. Seldom have I seen Los Angeles — a city notorious for non-committal, shoe-gazing shufflers — vibe quite so hard. As the Boiler Room streams become available, we’ll be posting them here.
Pete and I both got out of work late and unfortunately missed Body High’s newest signees: uplifting Techno/Garage duo NEWBODY. It was a real bummer, too, because these guys are awesome. And their fashion game is ballin’; just wait ’til you see the video. Made up of DJ/producer Jonathan Roshad and singer-songwriter Roberto Ramone, NEWBODY just released their debut EP — Sunny Dayz — on Body High. Check it out below!
Thankfully we didn’t miss PIPES, though — in fact, we arrived around the time they started. Stevie Be and Mattie P put on one heck of a show, throwing down a seamless mix of Techno, Hard House, Club, and Pop that culminated in their raucous remix of Sage The Gemini’s “Gas Pedal.” You can find that below, along with their offering from the Body High Holiday comp, “No Tea.”
Body High co-founder Jerome Potter was next, slowing the tempo down drastically in favor of his blend of jazzed-up, spaced-out House and Electronica. With tracks ranging from the nigh-atmospheric to the percussive blasts of Nicolas Malinowsky’s “Skateboarder,” Jerome LOL pulled it all off with panache, getting the whole Boiler Room workin’ like mad with an experts’ touch.
You may remember Body High co-founder Samo Sound Boy, a.k.a. Sam Griesemer, from our 2012 New Years Eve of Destruction, where he stage dived to Meek Mill and almost crushed some idiot’s puppy — which really should never have been there in the first place. (Thankfully the BR was puppy-free.) Comin’ in hot from the top with searing, classic-tinged Techno and House, Samo’s penultimate slot was definitely the highlight of the night. After you watch it, check out this preview of “Your Love” off of Samo’s forthcoming second EP for Body High.
Rounding out the end of the night after Samo was the legendary Dave Taylor, who really needs no further introduction or accolades. Switch brought an end to the party in typical Switch style: funky, deep, sexy, and exotic.