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Heads up! I need reviews of the Girl Talk show this past Saturday. All I know is what I gleaned from various text messages: "Girl

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Girl Talk Vs. Real Girls

Seattle's techno scene has P*ssy Power.

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Heads up! I need reviews of the Girl Talk show this past Saturday. All I know is what I gleaned from various text messages: "Girl talk the shit," "oh my fucking god." Plus that he opened with Beyonce's "Ring the Alarm," which makes me regret my decision not to brave the sold-out show.

Instead, I spent the weekend underground. Local minimal techno label Kupei's Kate Simko, from Chicago, DJ'ed Neumo's basement (aka the VIP Room) on Saturday, along with Portland's SciFiSol and Krakt mistress Kristina Childs (pictured). SciFiSol sang over a couple of her tracks, and manipulated the rest (many with her own vocals) live using Ableton. Simko's live set ended with the audience hollering for an encore, something I haven't seen since Decibel fest. And then Childs kept everyone dancing with her signature techno until the lights came on. It was cool to see so many women doing it, and I know they'll keep it up. The scene will only get better for it.

Friday night was the flipside of this. In the basement of the Alibi Room after midnight, a crew called Knight Riders assembled DJs from various scenes to play whatever they fancied. Clips from David Hasselhoff films were projected on the wall while too-loud bass competed with nasty ghetto-tech and ravetastic tracks from 1992. It was a free party, and there were all kinds of people there--travelers who found fliers at the Green Tortoise Hostel, weirdos from the Papa Roach show up the street, sexy androgynes with Bowie-esque dance moves. It made me think of my first night clubbing in Vancouver, at Shine. We just stumbled onto it, descended down some candlelit stairs and into a night of top-notch music. I'm happy to report that Seattle's officially got that vibe going on.

 
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