tidy [Review] Tidy Weekender 5 - Saturday

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Tidy weekender 5

26-28th April

 

Saturday

 

After Friday night and Saturday mornings escapades, we were all a little worn out, and I have to say, for the first time ever at a Tidy Weekender, did everyone in our chalet get a bit of kip. We all awoke at approximately 6pm, and decided to get a shower and a bit of grub. So on went the water heater, and on went the cooker. Wet bodies and wet pasta was the order of the day.

 

Once we were all fed, and all cleaned up, we all milled about our chalet, other peoples chalets, and just got back into the swing of things at our own pace. We popped round to Clubbing_si’s chalet, to find everyone still totally wired from the previous night. Also took a visit round to see Frazzle and co. also popping in to see 879 at his chalet too.

 

As the Saturday night kick off fast approached we all sat around debating whether or not to make an early start on it or to hang back a bit and let it get going. We all decided on hanging five apart from Shaney who decided it was his mission to go and see caroline banx, after falling hopelessly in lust with her at Wildchild the previous week. So of he went, he says he was the first in there, and that she played a storming set.

 

We headed in at about 22:15, as Anne Savage was due on, but she had swapped sets with Charlotte Birch, so we had a bit of a stomp to her, before going through to the boys room, in arena 2, to listen to a bit of mixmag future hero Guffy. Once he was done up stepped Tidy’s new Whizzkid, the Magnificent Colin B. Playing a nice tech fuelled set to start with and then finishing up with beats that pounded our senses good and proper. This was by far my favourite set of the weekend, it had a bit of everything, and had balance. The room was only 2/3rds full, but my golly gosh that 2/3 of a room were subjected to some great mixing and an awesome set, which strayed away from the norm, that hard house delivers of late. As his set came to a close, the arena filled up for an established tidy whizzkid……. Guyver.

 

After a very disappointing set at Magna nye, Guyver really had to deliver to get himself back in my good books, and to be fair, he started off fairly well, and was keeping a nice flow going with some stomping tunes. This unfortunately died after a while, and my scheduled meet up with Ikon was on the cards, so I had to leave young Mr Mearns to entertain a mad for it crowd of hard house nutters, who seemed to be having a jolly good time.

 

I met up with Ikon outside Arena 3, the next generation hardcore arena, and stepped inside for a bit of a boogie, well, a hardcore bounce. After trying to keep up for about 10 minutes I decided to get out and to try to breath as the temperature in there was easily in the 100’s. Once back out into the arcade, we had a quick chat and I introduced him to a few members from the site, then we made our separate ways.

 

I headed back into the boys arena, where Guyver was finishing up, and I have to say he closed a lot better than I have ever heard him finish before. He played some stomping tunes, as next up was Ingo.

 

The lights went down low, and Mr Ingomells entered with his remix of Brainbug ‘Nightmare’, this set the tone for his set, and what a set it was, dark pounding sounds with an evil stab to them, the whole of arena 2, jumped and found an aggression to their rhythmic pogo-ing, and arm waving. Emma and I sat up on the seats overlooking everybody going mental.

 

About 20 minutes before Ingo finished, Emma decided she wanted to go back to the chalet, as she said she had heard a similar set from him loads of times before so off we went. At the time this seemed like a great idea, as Mark Eg was scheduled to play next, but, Ikon told me that he had spoken to the boy Eg and that he said he was on last. So I thought I would go back to the chalet and chill for a while and then go back in for 4am and have it large to Mark Eg for the last hour. Oh how wrong I was. Ikon….. Cheers.

 

So once back in at about 03:30, we entered the Boys arena again, and there laying out tune after tune of euphoric hard dance was none other than Mr Rob Tissera. Tresh and I had a right good ole knees up and kicked it for a while, enjoying the euphoric sounds that was drumming out of the sound system. I remember Rob Tissera going on til about 4:15am, and I decided it was time to go back to the chalet, and get some pre-after party messiness going. So as Tissera hammered out ‘bring the lights down’ to a frenzied room of clubbers I gave it all I had before walking to the shop, collecting a couple of pints of milk, and then heading back to the chalet. Little did I know what was to follow!

 

 

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