With our 4th birthday looming we're feeling nostalgic about the past and moist about the future. Godnose if we meant it or not but this reflective mood at udio hq has resulted in perhaps one of our best line ups to date.
In the red corner we have an electro relic from our long forgotten second birthday party whose inebriated ghostly presence almophi stopped him from making it to the booth. Son was shook. But make it he did and by the end of the night we had panties peeling from the ceiling and people wandering around the venue looking shellshocked. Only Radioactive Man can elicit this kind of response. Bouncy electro to rock Uranus and beyond.
In the blue corner, up steps a relic of the phuture in the form of BNJMN. We don't quite know when he was stripped of his vowels but sources whisper that it was around the same time he rejected the idea that chicken tasted like chicken, unplugged his own ass from the matrix and started making dusty bit-crushed house music to perplex the the people of never neverland. A post it note from back in the future signed by bnjmn himself says he is going to be knocking about the rafters invisibly like predator before lazerising the residents (warming up if anyone cares) and playing his records out of the Funktion1 sound system he's implanted into his gullet.
Christ alive do you even need to read any more?
Radioactive Man vs BNJMN
+ the soon to be dust residents- earfworm jim, Chris CTOP and Ricky ecko