August 13, 2008


Willy Joy is what Chicago is really giving a shit about by first snowfall. Saying "next Flossrrrradamus" is all wrong because dude is doing stuff. I think W. Joy's going to pass up all the local, visible, on-the-grid folks soon enough. As dear Chrissy writes-- the Fly By Night mix is curveball central and it has a lot of crunchy fucked up noisey moments, which is that perfect mix of jackin' house and punch you in the face and is not too 80's or familiar.

REMEMBER: Bloghouse refixes are the patriarchy of disco: reject it in it all it's forms.

Posted by Jessica at August 13, 2008 02:02 PM | TrackBack