Showing posts with label Chez Damier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chez Damier. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Other Nights of the Week: Getting Inflated for Thanksgiving

It's Thanksgiving week, and we're taking it easy. I'm out in San Fran with my Mom, and Eamon's headed to Ireland to visit his folks (and play a party in his hometown of Derry). If you're itching for something to do in the city this week, here are a couple picks, probably what we'd be doing if we were around. We hope you have a great Thanksgiving, and we'll see you for roller skating next Friday!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Institutional

As well as being obsessed with the originators and creators of the music we love, we also find ourselves infatuated with the history and legend of the great places that provided the platform for pivotal times in music's history. The Music Institute is one such place. For a relatively short but vitally important time, the seminal club provided Detroit a space to match the music being created here.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Summer Nights

Summer nights in New York are a wonderful thing, and we've got some special treats in store for another hot season. On June 12th we head for the great outdoors with a special sunset and early evening get-down under the big, Brooklyn sky. We’ll be setting up shop in an alley next to a quaint Bushwick bar, serving up cold beverages and chowing down with the good folks from Taccolada and special guest Rick Wade will be with us for the night.

On June 26th we're making a rare sojourn into Manhattan to a secret spot which we think will work just perfectly for Eamon and Justin getting down with special guest Ivan Smagghe. [post-dated note: This venue, like a lot of other venues this year, ended up being shuttered, and the party went down at Brooklyn Fire Proof.]

Joining Eamon and Justin on July 3rd is our good friend DJ Harvey, returning after a triumphant appearance at the party back in January, as he comes from his west coast base en route to Europe for a MUCH anticipated return to his homeland.

On July 10th we're back at one of our favorite spots, 12-Turn-13, with Junior Boys coming in for a special DJ set alongside Eamon. The 17th sees a live performance from a man we've had our eye on for some time now. Tevo Howard makes beautifully raw, emotive and original house music, and the Chicago man will be debuting his hardware live show in New York before another Chicagoan–Chez Damier–joins the boys on July 24th for a night of deep, deep stuff.

We're taking a little break thereafter but we're back with on August 28th when we welcome the return of one of our heroes: Theo Parrish will man the decks with the residents for the second of two dates at 12-Turn-13.

Save those dates...

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

About Mister Saturday

Eamon Harkin and Justin Carter are Mister Saturday Night. We know. It’s a funny thing, two guys being called one Mister, but think of it like the holy trinity. Or perhaps Voltron. That’s probably more accurate—certainly less offensive.

Each man, on his own, spent years kicking around New York, DJing as residents in venues long gone, collecting records of all kinds, throwing parties and honing social chemistry skills. And then one day, they combined all their knowledge and musical love to form one party, which also happens to be called Mister Saturday Night.

The party calls the lofts and back yards of Brooklyn its home, places where the normal rules and stigmas of that naughty word ‘club’ don’t apply. People feel comfortable, like they’re at someone’s house: they talk to their friends; they even talk to people they don’t know. And, of course, they dance—but not just a little bit. They dance like they haven’t before, or like they’ve forgotten they could, because the place is right, and the vibe is right, and because Eamon and Justin play from their hearts.

That energy is contagious. When Eamon and Justin have hosted guests to play with them, they've done things even they didn't think they'd do. After a rainstorm that fried nearly every piece of equipment in the booth, Chez Damier played for three hours on a busted CDJ, inviting everyone to introduce him or herself to a dancefloor neighbor in between tracks. DJ Harvey, after flinging open the loft window overlooking the train tracks at Market Hotel, coaxed an MTA worker into dancing. Larry Heard even sang 'Can You Feel It', and we can assure you that that's not the norm for the soft-spoken man.

But this is no ordinary party, and these are no ordinary guys. Mister Saturday Night is special.