vinyl. records. wax. LPs. Call them what you will, there’s something about the warm crackly sound of vinyl records through a big old amp that fills the room with something unique and nostalgic. It puts a smile on people’s faces to see me rifling through a crate of LPs trying to find that one amazing remixed B-side that I know will be perfect for the next song to keep the crowd moving. from the motown sound to a tribe called quest, and all of the french pop/disco/afro-boogie/girl groups/dancehall in between, my collection is curated especially for each and every event with the purest intentions of inspiring a really sweaty dance party.