After spending years hanging out in the booth at Fabric, stu doesn't just want to meet, he wants to be luciano, ricardo and craig all rolled into one; while simon grew up in the hallowed arches of the End and wishes to be more like some weird hybrid of mat, layo, c, laurent and erol (tho that would be a little ugly). Together these two boys have four ears that have been trained on nothing but freakin gold....
A belter of a mix from stu – starts with blips and qwips and gets itself into a right old frenzy 30mins in….one for the wee wee hours..
Spankingly fresh beats from Simon for an evening of pleasure or a jog in the park…from Alexander Robotnik to Khan to Kling Klong...its rocks like a bastard, sings like a sheep...
A older mix from Simon for the oobf crew and all those memories of the Hagg at 6am. More warmth packed into 68 minutes than Aunty Mable has packed into her scones in the last 68 years…