Despacio in the Desert

Me and my camera at Coachella, my U.S festival,  my Despacio in the desert

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Despaciolimbo anyone?

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one devoted fan was so enraptured she made her own despacio badges and handed them out on the final day.

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I just got back from Despacio at Coachella Pt 1 . I am still reeling. Before this one there have only been 7 other Despacios – Manchester Int Festival, Hammersmith Town Hall, The Roundhouse x 2, Glastonbury, Sonar, Electric Picnic and now Coachella. It is going to be rolling out again this weekend for Part 2 of the festival and I am already gutted I am not going to be there. Out of the ones listed above I have been to them all bar one (Electric Picnic) and despite personally clocking up over a hundred hours on the Despacio dance floor (maybe more than anyone else on the planet) there is no drop off. Its impact has not diminished on me. I still cannot get enough. My love has not faded, it js still continuing to grow. I am basically now addicted to this ultimate dance experience and everything it delivers. When I am on the floor there is nowhere else I want to be. When I am somewhere else all I want to do is be back on the floor. Not only is it as good as it has ever been but it is actually getting better.

This was the first time it had come to America and for the young Californian crowd at Coachella, the largely mp3 generation who have been raised in a world of compressed music were literally jaw-dropped walking into the Despacio tent. It is impossible not to be. Despacio is there to show you how it can be, how it should be. It makes you feel that you are being hugged & caressed by the music rather than being repeatedly hit over the head. I watched their faces light up. It was clear from their reaction they had not even come close to hearing music sound this good before. And how could they? There is nothing on earth quite like it.  Most stumbled upon it by accident which made its discovery all the more incredible for those that found it.

It was tucked away in a corner of the festival with no great signage so it was often only the adventurous & the inquisitive that were rewarded. I was standing next to this guy beaming from ear to ear at the end of day 2 and he turned to me and simply said “tell no-one!” It was so good he didn’t even want to share it with the hoards on site. But as everyone started to talk about it, it quickly became known as the best kept secret of the festival. By the Sunday, I am in the queue going through security to get into the festival (which is a little on the extreme side to understate it severely) and the people behind and in front of me were talking about Despacio so I knew the word was out.

The gloriousness & uniqueness of Despacio is that you don’t really care who else is there. It is joyful to look up as you are dancing your socks off and see the same level of exhilaration in the eyes of those you are surrounded by & you intrinsically know you feel identical without even exchanging a single word but even if you were there on your own it would still be off the chart incredible. You are at one with the music being played, you get lost in the groove, in your own moves & come to the zen like realisation, everything about it is better than you have ever witnessed. The sound, the lights, the music, the crowd, the vibe, you…everything is superior by comparison to what you have already been to. This is as good as it gets.

What Despacio makes you want to do more than anything is bust some serious moves.  You are not just dancing. You are rocking out with everything you’ve got. Maybe because the sound is so much fuller, cleaner, stronger, more complete you feel it better, better than you ever have felt it before and as a result you are a better dancer than you ever have been before. You pull off moves with confidence. You bullseye the beat. You surf the rhythm. You tiptoe along the tempo. You’re John Travolta, Jacko & Gene Kelly all rolled into one. But you look up and everyone else is doing the same. And you are dancing together in circles. Strangers together busting full on moves and loving each other for it. When does that ever happen?

A lot of the people coming into it at Coachella might have only previously  known the dancing experience that is the EDM face the front in rows dj worship bullshit but Despacio shows there is another way. A better way. It shows you can dance with each other and connect completely. How can you do that when you are always staring at someone’s back? It shows you that crescendo is nothing without the build up. You are taken on a journey, an undulating wave that guides you, lifts you and then lays you gently down before scooping you up again and firing you off into the stratosphere. Despacio is the dance antidote to the techno foot shuffle. You cannot just foot tap & head nod your way through it, it has control of your limbs, it will do what it wishes with you.

I keep using ‘it’ as if it is the machine doing all this and maybe that is because you are surrounded by these 7 speaker stacks and that is all you can see. But it is the ‘they’ behind the ‘it’ that are making you feel this way. Tucked away from sight are the 3 people driving this overwhelmingly positive feeling: James Murphy (LCD) and Stephen and David Dewaele (2manydjs). They are the creators and curators of this perfect analogue experience. They dj together for over 7 hours each day and every choice they make feels like the right one. It is a seamless stream of killer tune after killer tune. Some tracks you know, songs that you love inside out but which sound better than you have ever and will ever hear them and then there is so much you haven’t heard before but which you love instantly. Epic tracks that land for the first time. It is mind-blowing how good the sets are. Although there are now tunes which are full on Despacio moments that you long for and which detonate like joy grenades (Jungle Boogie, fly like an eagle, plastic dreams to name but a few)  at least 50% is always new. Obscure moments of magnificence delivered one piece of vinyl at at time by the expert hands of the djs who you cannot see but who you feel at all times.

One of the greatest thing about Despacio and possibly the reason why it is not getting boring is that it is always different. It always somehow manages to morph into something else depending on where it is and who is inside it. The largely L.A crowd at Coachella turned it into a full on house party, the best house party in the world..ok, its not in a house, its in a tent but that was the vibe so sue me. They were also the first crowd to ever do a conga in despacio and also the first to have a limbo competition. It makes me people be silly. This is a good thing. If you wanna look cool go elsewhere. This is for anyone who don’t give a shit.

Not everyone that comes through the doors gets it. For some it is too far from familiar, too different to what they know, they don’t have a point of reference and for some that is too much. But I feel, rather than them choosing, it is Despacio who decides who goes and who stays. The machine filters out those who won’t be able to lose themselves in it and keeps the ones who will. It has its own natural selection process and keeps the ones who connect with it will give their all to it. And they stay for the duration.  And then they come back the next day. By day 3 I know a good chunk of the people on the floor and we are start to interact and become friends and dance together. We know we feel the same. We see it in each other’s eyes.

I have made friends on the floor at every Despacio. And at each new one I always run into people from previous events. A guy came up to me at one point who I met at Sonar and we hug like 0ld mates. By day 3 I am hugging people I met on day 1. We are all now together as one.

In some ways it is a little bit pointless talking about Despacio unless you have experienced it first hand. If you were there at the weekend you will know what I am talking about. You have probably been banging on about it to everyone ever since just like me. It is very easy to become a Despacio bore because you want people to know how spectacular it is but until you actually go you will never really know what we are talking about. If you are at Coachella this weekend do whatever you can to get there and drag everyone you know to it, they will definitely not be disappointed. The only downside is that it will make everything seem shit by comparison. You have been warned.

To read my review of the very first Despacio please click here 

To see film from lovebox please click here

Despacio will next be appearing at the Panorama festival in New York July 22-24 – do whatever it takes to get there…I will be.

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Its slightly unacceptable to stare straight at people on the tube even though the carriages are designed so that you are positioned directly opposite each other. Everyone tends to flit their eyes around, taking in as much as they can without imposing their eyeballs too much on anyone. To be honest it is actually easier to look at people now as so many are glued to their phones but before this technological diversion I invented a game to pass the time on tube journeys which is to take a detail of someone and try to build a picture of who they are without actually looking directly into their face. You need to gather as much information as you can before finally glancing up to see how closely they match to what you imagined them to look like. Its a bit like being Sherlock only you probably won’t be quite as implausibly accurate.

We make snap decisions every moment of every day about people based on their appearance. We feel we can gain a degree of insight from our observations that will reveal the story within and are often convinced what we see is true and correct but we must always remember  our conclusions will always be tainted by our own projections. If you are prepared to accept that you are not objective in any way whatsoever you might find your judgements often reveal as much about you and how you view people as the target in your sights. What nugget of self-knowledge did I gain by staring at people’s tattooed feet and hands on the tube? Hmm, guess that’s for me to work out. I’ll let you  make your own conclusions but be warned, they might shine a light inwards as well as outwards…

Next time you are bored on a tube or a train and have text neck from playing angry flappy crush why not play the Observation Game and see how you get on…your brain is doing it anyway, you might as well get on board. You can always go back to flicking if you don’t enjoy it.

 

 

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Our brains are aware of everything that is going on around us but only alert us to things that are different or are important. For example, your brain will flag up that the guy who always stands outside your local shop isn’t wearing his usual furry hat or the fact that there is a car heading straight for you. The rest is zoned out by your attentional filter so anything that gets through must somehow registers in either category, change or importance. (i learnt this in a fascinating book I read on neuroscience by daniel J levetin  called “The organised mind” in case you are interested in my sources)

So when you actually notice someone out of the corner of your eye as you are bombing around the street there is undoubtedly a very good reason for it. You can’t put your finger on it but you just feel something isn’t quite right. All the subjects in this week’s posts broke through my attentional filter and registered on my weirdometer (that isn’t from my brain book btw – I made that up, fyi). The guy above for example stood still for so long that I thought he was some sort of art installation or a living statue, even the other woman in the photo was eyeballing him with intense curiosity. I actually watched him till he eventually moved which was kind of a relief as he was beginning to freak me out big time. Even Paddington bear looked weirded out.

So next time you notice someone and something doesn’t feel right about them, trust your observation. Although please bear in mind your brain tends to notice things that are important to you, highlighting things that will re-enforce your existing world view whilst dismissing everything else. We must appreciate that we aren’t getting the full story, the bigger picture. We are only being made aware of a minuscule fraction of reality. In many ways the brain sees what we want to see. Our vision feels objective but it is really anything but.

Its a bit like the internet these days. It is, without our consent, forever fine tuning what it thinks we want to look at and filtering out the rest. The brain works in exactly the same way. Its annoying in some ways as we are really only getting a very fine slice of the world around us which is then re-inforced perpetually. Although not half as annoying as getting endless pop up adverts trying to sell you something you have already bought. I would so love a button on my keyboard which sent an instant message to all prospective online sellers: “You’re late, I already bought it, stop trying to sell me something I already own and leave me be!

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This week I have featured a relatively new phenomena in London (or at least one I have just started noticing a lot) which is queuing for food. Not in a Communist Russia kind of way, there aren’t any shortages, just people who are happy to queue (even in the rain as demonstrated above) to eat at their chosen eatery.

Apparently there are around 20,000 restaurants in central london so its not like you couldn’t go somewhere else. In Soho, where most of the photographs were taken, you are never more than a stone’s throw away from half a dozen decent food joints but still people will queue endlessly to get a taste of the delicacies the reviewers have been banging on about. Soho as an area has been transformed in the last few years from a late night party area of bars and clubs into an area full of cafes and restaurants. Back in the day you only ever used to see queues for clubs and now the great british tradition of waiting in line has been adopted by the clientele of their successors. It would seem that people would definitely rather go out eating than dancing these days.

You only have to look at the Time Out listings to see the change. The club section used to be four or five pages long and now you barely get a half page of listings as oppose to the ‘eating out’ section which now seem to dominate the publication.

It feels like everyone has become a foodie in this city. Personally I couldn’t really give a shit. My general policy is to eat then meet as oppose to most people who want to meet then eat meat. Its not like I don’t like food. I just don’t need every meal to be a culinary masterpiece. Food is fuel. We need it to survive. My tastebuds don’t need fireworks every time I throw something down my gob.

I think mainly its do with the fact that I find food socialising a little bit sedate and a bit too sedentary. Its also very expensive in this city and you can’t help feeling in most places when you get the bill and cough up an inordinate amount of cash that someone has dragged you into a nearby alley and mugged you for all you’ve got. So getting fleeced for a ton when I don’t really care and would much rather spend my money on other consumables leaves me trying to avoid all food based meet ups. This is quite restrictive on socialising these days and fairly difficult to refuse invitations without upsetting the inviter.

If you tell people these days you’re not fussed about food you see their face flatten in disbelief and vague contempt. It feels like a new religion and its sacrilegious to be indifferent about it. Guess that makes me a heretic and I’m heading for hell..bon appetit!

 

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