The last few years have seen a new evolution – a decidedly British take on house that owes more to garage and grime than disco, and gets feet moving
I hate to stop someone when they’re in their groove, but really, I find myself compelled. The guy must be in his late 40s, a dapper gentleman with a tasteful gold necklace around his neck and gold watch around his wrist, and he’s shuffling – imagine an urban Charleston and you’re close – in the corner of the dancefloor, totally in the zone. “Easy mate, sorry to bother you but I’ve got to ask – is that an original Moschino shirt from, like, back in garage days?”
He stops dancing for a second and smiles. “Nah mate, jungle.”
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by Dominic Morris via Electronic music | The Guardian
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