Hi internet! I feel like writing again. Will you humor me and read my musings? Even in this “click-through” age, can I still write more than 500 words? I hope so because it’s helping me kill time on this flight. It’s been a while since I wrote an Around The World, ironically, because I’ve been busy going around the world. I’m not even sure where to start, I’ll just take you through highlights of my last couple months of touring. Walk with me.
My summer started when I got back from the Fool’s Gold Asian Sensation tour in early June. I spent the next three months hopping back and forth between Europe and America, often spending the first half of each month in the Old Continent and ending it off in the land of the red, white and blue. In Europe I was mostly playing festivals, either solo or with Duck Sauce. Back home I was mostly doing clubs. I started a residency in Vegas earlier this year, which means I’m at the Wynn once a month. It’s been interesting observing the transformation of Las Vegas, where DJs used to have to comply to the local style and play these very commercial, “open format” sets, to a place that is completely infatuated with DJing and aspires to be the breeding ground of electronic music, as evidenced by the massive Electric Daisy Carnival event back in June. I’m just waiting for the Blue Man Group to show up at one of my shows.
The highlight of my July touring had to be the Fool’s Gold Take Paris event which we organized at the massive Grande Halle de la Villette venue, the same place that recently held the Pitchfork Music Festival Paris. We brought the whole family circus, with Chromeo and myself headlining, and Breakbot, DJ Craze, Kavinsky, Nick Catchdubs and Rogerseventytwo sharing the bill. The subways were plastered with posters and we sold out the 3,000-person venue. I spent some extra time in Paris, where I rented out a studio to work on various projects including the first episode of my monthly radio show on SiriusXM, which is also downloadable as a podcast. The studio was in the complex that houses a bunch of friends, like Surkin, Bobmo, Para One, Cosmo Vitelli and more.
On the same trip I also played at this Belgian festival called Rock Werchter where I was somehow slotted on the main stage between Iron Maiden and Black Eyed Peas. It was quite a contrast from the tasteful Hultsfred festival in Sweden, where Armand and I had to be flown in by helicopter from the nearest airport, which was over two hours away. Helicopter riders are less quaint when they get to that distance and you realize that you don’t have flight attendants nor beverage services. I remember hanging out with Lil B at Hultsfred, it was his first European appearance. (He felt blessed.) I flew back to North America and did more dates there. At the surprisingly big Kelowna festival in British Columbia I got bumped up to a headlining slot when Busta Rhymes failed to show up. Kelowna is a beach town that apparently produces the bulk of all weed found on the West Coast. Not sure why a rapper would miss that. The next day I flew across the continent to the Hamptons to DJ for the affluent crowd. Those juxtapositions are what keep me on my feet after all this time. I obviously can’t play the same set at these radically different types of venues. But somehow I find my place in all of them and most importantly, I try to bring them all into my world. My sets change but there are certain songs that I always play, from my own remixes to the releases on my label, to songs that I just happen to find and that become staples for a season.