Despite being a disco legend, Giorgio Moroder had never got behind a pair of decks before. Until last night, that is, when the recent Daft Punk collaborator performed his first ever DJ set live in New York.
Part of the billing for Red Bull Music Academy’s night at Brooklyn club Output, Moroder spun some of his career-long back-catalogue, Donna Summer was in abundance, as well as Random Access Memories track ‘Giorgio by Moroder’.
The homie Lee Henshaw just sent me this, which is awesome, as I have wanted to see it for ages! Forsooth:
This 1979 documentary film focuses on gangs such as the savage skulls & nomads who occupied areas of the South Bronx. Perhaps even more compelling is considering that the backdrop and social conditions in this film are a ‘far cry’ from the lifestyle being promoted through disco music and film. Perhaps this answers questions to why many people took preference over the funk records which arguably paved the way for Hip Hop culture.
These days he lives in Falmouth with his common law wife where he attends graphic design college and spends his leisure time crab fishing and singing in a Sea Shanty troupe. He’s staying with me right now whist he attends a work placement with Brand Union by day, and works on The Best Artist’s Website In The World, AkiraTheDon.com 5.0 by night. Right now he is attending his FIRST EVER after-work drinks. He says he’ll only be “a few hours” late. WE SHALL SEE! I’ve been getting that one off of my girl for 4 years. “I’ll only be a few hours late” means “see you ’round midnight wherein I will fall through the door in a puddle and call you a stink-bott wee face no-fun grumphole until I fall into a deep and noisy sleep with a smile on my face and my shoes still on”. (Saying that, I’d rather Zef DID keep his shoes on, as he’s recently taken to forgoing socks for reasons too baffling superficial to go into here, whihc is hazardous to say the least. It’s like he has two great stinky timebombs strapped to the bottom of his legs.)
ANYWAY! I digress. This post is a CELEBRATION of the might and wonder that is ZEF, and a repository for some of the weird and awesome things he’s created over the years.
This, for example, is one of his very first beats, done when he was 15:
It’s all kinds of awesome. You can buy yours here, just like Scroobius Pip.
Example’s trying to to get a free one, bless him.
That Bean Shirt is the first in a series of 3, I believe. I’m gonna be on one. I can’t wait to see that shit!
This here is one of my favourite bits of Zef design. Dude did this 3 years ago I think, I’ve seen it ripped off all over the place since.
Here’s another classic. This is from the same fertile period. I think that’s just after he moved to Cornwall. The air was good for him evidently. I expect this to get ripped off pretty actively in 2012.
Here’s the first ZefM mixtape, an awesome Italo Disco Mixtape, no less. Play this at your party and watch that thing torn into a cotdang ZOO!
Praise be to Jah! And my our Mam and Dad for making such good person cocktails! As predicted earlier in the post (I started writing it this afternoon, got distracted, and came back to it in the nighttime), it is 22:32 and a merry Zef is on his way home from the pub. A sad, selfish soul just threw themselves in front of his tube, so he’s going to be a little while yet. “Please, get the booze in!” he cried earnestly down the phone. “I want to make brotherly love!“