"DRUM'N'NOISE VOL.1" RELEASE PARTY: hakaider, audioslut @ lost angel café, auckland

I rolled up to the Lost Angel Café at about 22:30, with K5K and MC slypussy of Anti-Kati, and K5K's model girlfriend Honor. We were already well-primed for action, as we'd just been at a Mt Eden mansion that K5K was house-sitting listening to the NWA remixes on the «Attitude» compilation. The Lost Angel lies in Auckland's seedy K' Road red-light district, and is a small black café with black furniture and on this night (and I think most nights) it was filled with people dressed in black. I was wearing orange.

It was a CD-release party: a split CD and 10" «Drum n Noise Vol 1» on their own label Headwound Recordings. Even though we'd cruised in an hour or two after the scheduled start time, we arrived in time for the sound-check. And then the first DJ, who I think was named Dan or Dave or something. He was playing a set of noisy Drum n Bass.

Next up was Audioslut, who played an even noisier set of Drum n Bass. Then it was Dan again, and the A/K crew decided that they should head somewhere they could get a drink. So we cruised down to Verona, another café at the more mainstream end of K' Road. A few beers later we headed back down to the Lost Angel. Audioslut was playing again, and it was noisier still. I realised that the opportunity to dance had passed: it wasn't the dancefloor tech-step style of Drum n Bass, but instead a nasty beast in a café that really didn't have the atmosphere for dancing.

Finally, when I was almost nodding off to sleep in the comfortable couch down the front (top marks to the Lost Angel for it's seating arrangements), Hakaider stepped up behind the decks. This guy generated some dense noise, and it was getting interesting besides the fact it was making my head hurt, when suddenly, five minutes into his set, Honor decided that she needed to go home. We had no choice but to go along with her.

As we walked down the back streets to where we had parked the car, an old, fat, Polynesian prostitute flashed us her large, sagging breasts. I'd been starting to think that the $5 cover charge hadn't been worth it for the enjoyment I'd managed to get out of my night, but the look on Honor's face when we got flashed really made my night.