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[Edited by HarderFaster on 09-11-2016 14:17 PM] DJ Custard aka Paul Mayes is a DJ/Producer of a broad spectrum of electronic music from trance, hard house and psy to electro, funky, progressive house and techno.
Currently a resident DJ and music curator at Chilled in a Field Festival where he plans and books all the four to the floor DJs and dance tent takeovers alongside the rest of the top quality music team. Although an ex resident DJ at top word of mouth event Planet Angel you'll still catch him regularly tearing up the Planet Angel dance floors with his up front and classic party style.
Over the last 15 years Paul has played for many promotions such as Trance Sanctuary, Lost Dawn, Raindance, Vaccine at the Gallery, Extreme Euphoria, Innovate, Tidy, Spangulation, Addiction and Odyssey. In the mid 00s he ran the now legendary Boundless trance parties alongside trance legend Jurrane. Their remit was to find fresh unknown talent and give them the chance to play alongside well known London DJs for the first time. The most notable discovery being Alan Banks who's gone on to remix a plethora of Vandit tunage and become PVDs no.1 London warm up DJ of choice.
In the studio Paul has three projects on the go; 'The Nexus 3' with Tequila Slammer (another ex Planet Angel resident and now DJing under the pseudonym Subteq) alongside melody master Dan Stopani - together they co-produced uplifting original trance tracks 'State of Wonder' and 'Last Flight', released on Discover Records topping the download charts for the summer of 2011 and receiving backing from many top names including Paul Oakenfold, Brian Kearny and Activa; Paul's second project is 'The Payoff Brothers' also with Tequila Slammer where they take old techno trance and hard house classics and bring them bang up-to-date, in whatever style that takes their fancy; The third and most recent project with the drum and bass outfit 'Subtech', once again with his above partners in crime alongside fourth member and hard house house producer Gary Fry. Here Paul ditches the synths and dons his drum sticks to draw on his other musical talents to pound out those syncopated beats.
You can rest assured with DJ Custard whether it's new or old, classic or banging, funky or fizzy, or all of the above, as long as it's awesome it'll get played or produced.
https://www.mixcloud.com/Custard/back-in-my-day-vol-1-custard-classics/
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| HarderFaster wrote on 31-10-2016 01:13 PM
Greg Brookman is not just a hard house DJ, he is an experience. He is a state of mind. He is the transporter of minds and souls to an amazing frantic paradise that, while leaving you knackered, strangely also leaves you feeling re-invigorated. At 5’ 11” tall and broad-shouldered, with his trademark red hair, a chunky ostentatious chain around his neck, and immaculate dress sense (if it’s not designer, it doesn’t go anywhere near him) he makes an imposing figure who commands respect. His confident appearance is matched by his masterful control of a good mixing desk. Before each set he always powers down the previous track and leads the packed dance floor in a show of appreciation for the out-going DJ, before kick-starting his performance into a blaze of visuals, an orchestra of special effects which extracts every quality beat of each track as he begins his show. To watch Greg DJ is part of the Brookman experience. Cocky? Perhaps, but certainly not arrogant, Brookman is now in control of the minds and bodies of his audience. A very precise and confident body language gives a visual indication to what he is playing as he acts out each track. Yet, he is not dancing; this is something far more emotional. Imagine watching a porn star having hot, rough, yet passionate but dominating sex to a breathless, wailing lover which, in this case, comes in the shape of a mixing desk. Forceful, dominant, aggressive yet somehow tender and caring. The visual impact allows your body to further immerse itself in the ecstasy he is submitting you to; your ears alone cannot possibly absorb everything that he is throwing at you. As for his sound, imagine every track as a partially completed canvas. Through the use of effects on the mixing desk, Greg adds his own colour, texture and feel as he maximises every beat of every track to create the unique Brookman sound. His precision mixing at incalculable speeds is part of the show; as each track mixes in you can positively feel the dance-floor going up a notch to keep up with the frantic and energetic DJ that has them all by the balls. Greg’s blend of vocal uplifting bouncy house is like him: deliciously hard yet very accessible. And when Greg makes eye contact with you, even if only be for a second, you get to experience the ultimate unique sensation of him seeking your seal of approval. In that moment you have transcended being a mere audience member, into being part of what will almost certainly be the set of the night. The sheer euphoria you feel is exceptional. And then at the end, breathless, skin tingling and with a grin on your face from ear to ear, you feel as though every drop of energy has been sucked right out of you, just like those few moments after one of the best orgasms of your life. Accompanying Greg to a gig is quite an experience. He is literally mobbed upon his arrival and departure from each gig, with fans eager to speak to their idol, or have their photograph taken with him. Mobile phone-cum-digital cameras are designed for such occasions as his devotees put one arm around him and pose with their hero as the other arm acts as a remote-controlled tri-pod for the self-portrait. Fortunately, Greg’s driver doubles up as proficient photographer for those not quite so adept at taking their own photos. Greg is always more than happy to oblige, which on one hand is good for the clubbers, but on the other a logistical nightmare for his driver when trying to get Brookman from club entrance to DJ decks for his set, then back again in a timely manner. And for the time he is performing, the space right in front of the DJ decks is hotly contested floor space. Greg Brookmnan is the standard that so many more strive for. There are a plethora of CD compilations that he has mixed but listening to one of these is like trying to view a fine piece of art in a darkened room. You need to see him live to really appreciate the full and overwhelming experience that is The Saviour of Hard-Dance. You can generally tell if a hard-house event is going to be credible and worth the money if you see Greg Brookman’s name heading the DJ line-up. It’s almost like seeing a quality assurance seal, royal crest or five star rating.
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Christ almighty. When will DJs realise that if writing their own hyperbolic profile they should keep it to a minimum?
You actually believe this is a well-composed sentence that has any relevance to your set?
"Imagine watching a porn star having hot, rough, yet passionate but dominating sex to a breathless, wailing lover which, in this case, comes in the shape of a mixing desk. Forceful, dominant, aggressive yet somehow tender and caring. The visual impact allows your body to further immerse itself in the ecstasy he is submitting you to; your ears alone cannot possibly absorb everything that he is throwing at you."
Seriously??
"And when Greg makes eye contact with you, even if only be for a second, you get to experience the ultimate unique sensation of him seeking your seal of approval. In that moment you have transcended being a mere audience member, into being part of what will almost certainly be the set of the night. The sheer euphoria you feel is exceptional. And then at the end, breathless, skin tingling and with a grin on your face from ear to ear, you feel as though every drop of energy has been sucked right out of you, just like those few moments after one of the best orgasms of your life."
Did you actually bother to re-read this through after you typed it?
"Mobile phone-cum-digital cameras are designed for such occasions as his devotees put one arm around him and pose with their hero as the other arm acts as a remote-controlled tri-pod for the self-portrait"
" You can generally tell if a hard-house event is going to be credible and worth the money if you see Greg Brookman’s name heading the DJ line-up. It’s almost like seeing a quality assurance seal, royal crest or five star rating."
I can confidently tell that I'll be in the other room, based on reading through that egotistical drivel, no matter how good a DJ you are!
Have a word with yourself. Then write something sensible and fun; something that tells us - without arrogance - who you are, your influences, where you've played and with whom, and the productions you're currently involved with.
Not 1000 words of ostentatious ego-w**k that you've mostly stolen from Andy Whitby circa nine years ago.
And learn to use f*****g paragraphs.
Robochick.
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| Fi wrote on 09-11-2016 03:00 PM
Christ almighty. When will DJs realise that if writing their own hyperbolic profile they should keep it to a minimum?
You actually believe this is a well-composed sentence that has any relevance to your set?
"Imagine watching a porn star having hot, rough, yet passionate but dominating sex to a breathless, wailing lover which, in this case, comes in the shape of a mixing desk. Forceful, dominant, aggressive yet somehow tender and caring. The visual impact allows your body to further immerse itself in the ecstasy he is submitting you to; your ears alone cannot possibly absorb everything that he is throwing at you."
Seriously??
"And when Greg makes eye contact with you, even if only be for a second, you get to experience the ultimate unique sensation of him seeking your seal of approval. In that moment you have transcended being a mere audience member, into being part of what will almost certainly be the set of the night. The sheer euphoria you feel is exceptional. And then at the end, breathless, skin tingling and with a grin on your face from ear to ear, you feel as though every drop of energy has been sucked right out of you, just like those few moments after one of the best orgasms of your life."
Did you actually bother to re-read this through after you typed it?
"Mobile phone-cum-digital cameras are designed for such occasions as his devotees put one arm around him and pose with their hero as the other arm acts as a remote-controlled tri-pod for the self-portrait"
" You can generally tell if a hard-house event is going to be credible and worth the money if you see Greg Brookman’s name heading the DJ line-up. It’s almost like seeing a quality assurance seal, royal crest or five star rating."
I can confidently tell that I'll be in the other room, based on reading through that egotistical drivel, no matter how good a DJ you are!
Have a word with yourself. Then write something sensible and fun; something that tells us - without arrogance - who you are, your influences, where you've played and with whom, and the productions you're currently involved with.
Not 1000 words of ostentatious ego-w**k that you've mostly stolen from Andy Whitby circa nine years ago.
And learn to use f*****g paragraphs.
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