19.Jun.2011 Moombahton MASSIVE // MEGA @ IBIZA - Will
According to legend, DJ Dave Nada invented Moombahton at a basement house party in Prince George’s County. The formula went something like this: Take house music (specifically Dutch house, which tends to be more tribal and angular in feel than traditional house), drag it through a bed of molasses and add reggaeton and Latin beats. Also mandatory: slow, sometimes endless builds, stuttery vocals and firetruck noises.”
By — Allison Stewart, Published: May 30 via Washington Post
So how do you dance to Moombahton? I got a few lessons at Moombahton Massive on Thursday night. I’ve never seen such a huge number of people getting down at 108 bpm. If you’re not familiar, get familiar:
Blow Your Head Vol. 2: Dave Nada Presents Moombahton Minimix by maddecent
Oh yeah, and I’m pretty sure I fell in love with Jen Lasher.
Nadastrom’s set was the exact moment when Dave Nada became a pop star DJ. He, alongside Matt Nordstrom spun tracks that elicited a volcanic response. At any moment, a ceiling dripping in condensation from a room filled to capacity could’ve crumbled and the party would’ve kept going. Tittsworth and Alvin Risk’s “Pendejas,” Munchi’s “Sandungeo” and the track that started it all, Dave Nada’s “Moombahton” went off like explosive land mines. Nadastrom’s twin remixes of Alex Clare’s “Too Close” and “Up All Night ” alongside the dancehall edit of Jamie XX’s remix of Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” added expansive joy and a glee filled sing along to the proceedings. The debuting David Heartbreak and Nadastrom co-production moombahton edit/blend of Nina Simone’s “See Line Woman” and James Blake’s “Limit to Your Love” was the coup de grace, tearing souls asunder as percussion plunged into bodies and lifted spirits to the sky.
If you need any more clarification check out this short youtube doc on the moombahmovement.
Epic time had by all. I wish I had more pictures but I was too busy dancing like these guys:
Moombahton Massive was a great introduction to DC nightlife,
The show was everything I expected, lots of lights, babes, booze and sweaty bodies. The ‘no dress code’ rule allowed for an eclectic crowd. Lots of ravers downstairs, lots of would-be classy folk up on the balconies. The line wrapped around the corner and reportedly took over 2 hours to reach the front. I learned that the owners are nice, the VIP bouncers are not, and Russian girls from South Carolina get wet for vodka redbulls.