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Zomby does what he wants, and everyone just has to deal with it.

Saddled with a pretty nasty reputation, Zomby at least proved that he was a man of his word on Saturday night. Earlier that afternoon, he let off a tweet that read "im unleash some demons on boston tonight i hope you bring your bible to the dance." After taking to the stage 15 minutes late despite a strict curfew, he owned up to those lofty expectations. Merely selecting songs off a laptop—sometimes letting them play out to the point of silence before picking another one—Zomby opened with 10 minutes of churning ambience before diving into some abrasive jungle. People looked confused and Zomby looked indifferent, only motioning to lift his mask a tad and sip on his champagne bottle. Halfway through his hour-long set, one audience member, clearly taking umbrage to Zomby's reluctance to play towards anyone's expectations but his own, positioned himself at the front of the stage and raised a middle finger in the producer's direction. Without missing a beat, Zomby flicked the remnants of a spliff at the dude and cut the jungle in favor of brutalist techno, the most lethal selection being Boddika's VIP take on his and Joy Orbison's "Mercy." When someone came over to inform him that he was nearing his time limit, he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off. Some of the crowd reveled in every second of it, while there were others who simply weren't buying it.

wub wrote:

Zomby does what he wants, and everyone just has to deal with it.

Saddled with a pretty nasty reputation, Zomby at least proved that he was a man of his word on Saturday night. Earlier that afternoon, he let off a tweet that read "im unleash some demons on boston tonight i hope you bring your bible to the dance." After taking to the stage 15 minutes late despite a strict curfew, he owned up to those lofty expectations. Merely selecting songs off a laptop—sometimes letting them play out to the point of silence before picking another one—Zomby opened with 10 minutes of churning ambience before diving into some abrasive jungle. People looked confused and Zomby looked indifferent, only motioning to lift his mask a tad and sip on his champagne bottle. Halfway through his hour-long set, one audience member, clearly taking umbrage to Zomby's reluctance to play towards anyone's expectations but his own, positioned himself at the front of the stage and raised a middle finger in the producer's direction. Without missing a beat, Zomby flicked the remnants of a spliff at the dude and cut the jungle in favor of brutalist techno, the most lethal selection being Boddika's VIP take on his and Joy Orbison's "Mercy." When someone came over to inform him that he was nearing his time limit, he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off. Some of the crowd reveled in every second of it, while there were others who simply weren't buying it.

wub wrote:

he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off.

wub wrote:

wub wrote:

he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off.

deadly habit wrote:

wub wrote:

Zomby does what he wants, and everyone just has to deal with it.

Saddled with a pretty nasty reputation, Zomby at least proved that he was a man of his word on Saturday night. Earlier that afternoon, he let off a tweet that read "im unleash some demons on boston tonight i hope you bring your bible to the dance." After taking to the stage 15 minutes late despite a strict curfew, he owned up to those lofty expectations. Merely selecting songs off a laptop—sometimes letting them play out to the point of silence before picking another one—Zomby opened with 10 minutes of churning ambience before diving into some abrasive jungle. People looked confused and Zomby looked indifferent, only motioning to lift his mask a tad and sip on his champagne bottle. Halfway through his hour-long set, one audience member, clearly taking umbrage to Zomby's reluctance to play towards anyone's expectations but his own, positioned himself at the front of the stage and raised a middle finger in the producer's direction. Without missing a beat, Zomby flicked the remnants of a spliff at the dude and cut the jungle in favor of brutalist techno, the most lethal selection being Boddika's VIP take on his and Joy Orbison's "Mercy." When someone came over to inform him that he was nearing his time limit, he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off. Some of the crowd reveled in every second of it, while there were others who simply weren't buying it.

sounds about right

wub wrote:

Zomby does what he wants, and everyone just has to deal with it.

Saddled with a pretty nasty reputation, Zomby at least proved that he was a man of his word on Saturday night. Earlier that afternoon, he let off a tweet that read "im unleash some demons on boston tonight i hope you bring your bible to the dance." After taking to the stage 15 minutes late despite a strict curfew, he owned up to those lofty expectations. Merely selecting songs off a laptop—sometimes letting them play out to the point of silence before picking another one—Zomby opened with 10 minutes of churning ambience before diving into some abrasive jungle. People looked confused and Zomby looked indifferent, only motioning to lift his mask a tad and sip on his champagne bottle. Halfway through his hour-long set, one audience member, clearly taking umbrage to Zomby's reluctance to play towards anyone's expectations but his own, positioned himself at the front of the stage and raised a middle finger in the producer's direction. Without missing a beat, Zomby flicked the remnants of a spliff at the dude and cut the jungle in favor of brutalist techno, the most lethal selection being Boddika's VIP take on his and Joy Orbison's "Mercy." When someone came over to inform him that he was nearing his time limit, he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off. Some of the crowd reveled in every second of it, while there were others who simply weren't buying it.

SCope13 wrote:

wub wrote:

Zomby does what he wants, and everyone just has to deal with it.

Saddled with a pretty nasty reputation, Zomby at least proved that he was a man of his word on Saturday night. Earlier that afternoon, he let off a tweet that read "im unleash some demons on boston tonight i hope you bring your bible to the dance." After taking to the stage 15 minutes late despite a strict curfew, he owned up to those lofty expectations. Merely selecting songs off a laptop—sometimes letting them play out to the point of silence before picking another one—Zomby opened with 10 minutes of churning ambience before diving into some abrasive jungle. People looked confused and Zomby looked indifferent, only motioning to lift his mask a tad and sip on his champagne bottle. Halfway through his hour-long set, one audience member, clearly taking umbrage to Zomby's reluctance to play towards anyone's expectations but his own, positioned himself at the front of the stage and raised a middle finger in the producer's direction. Without missing a beat, Zomby flicked the remnants of a spliff at the dude and cut the jungle in favor of brutalist techno, the most lethal selection being Boddika's VIP take on his and Joy Orbison's "Mercy." When someone came over to inform him that he was nearing his time limit, he put on "Dis Ain't What U Want" by the comparably polarizing drill rapper Lil Durk. Zomby let it bang for eight bars, and kept reloading it until the soundman had no choice but to cut him off. Some of the crowd reveled in every second of it, while there were others who simply weren't buying it.

fucking christ

wub wrote:

Halfway through his hour-long set, one audience member, clearly taking umbrage to Zomby's reluctance to play towards anyone's expectations but his own, positioned himself at the front of the stage and raised a middle finger in the producer's direction. Without missing a beat, Zomby flicked the remnants of a spliff at the dude and cut the jungle in favor of brutalist techno, the most lethal selection being Boddika's VIP take on his and Joy Orbison's "Mercy."