Brought to you by the Lords of Gastown & Schitz Popinov
The Chronic Cantina Gastown
@ 102 Water Street ( Corner of Water & Abbott )
Vancouver BC (Gastown)
The Chronic Cantina Gastown is a brand NEW 220 capacity SoCal Bar & Lounge in
the heart of Gastown
Dress Code: no shirt no shoes no service
Type: Vancouver Weekly (Fridaze & Saturdaze)
DJs => 9:30 PM – 2:00 AM
LAst CaLl 1am √
Music: hip hop, party rock, house, electro, latin, funk, regga, moombahton, and hightimes grooves
Ever want a taste of SoCal but you are stuck in Raincouver? Ever wanta party like its spring break ever weekend? We will be bring it to you So-Cal Styles every weekend at The Chronic Cantina Weekends!! Taco Eating Comps, Big Prizes, Bucket Beers, Loose Vibes, and Chronic Party Haze!!!
The Schitz Popinov DJs Fam + Fried Friends bring the heat on the decks with classic party rock hits, hip hop, smokers jamz, latin, bali funk, regga, and moombahton all night long!
☃ Edwin van Cleef has become a tastemaker of choice; snapping at the heels of The Magician and Aeroplane, thanks to the online success of his monthly mix charts. His remix work includes Chilly Gonzales, Grum, Mighty Mouse, The Futureheads, and Kitsuné’s very own Housse De Racket.
The title track of the Never Be Alone At Night EP features vocals from Chicago band Gemini Club. Remixes include the legendary Mighty Mouse, Pharao Black Magic and RAC’s Blue Satellite. Much loved on the blogs, it’s also scoring high marks with DJs: Stuart Price, Scissor Sisters, and The Aston Shuffle (Australia’s Triple J Radio).
“An electro-pop killer which fans of indie-disco a la Kitsuné will die for.” Juno
Also on the EP, DJ weapon Triton, has featured in the mix charts of Aeroplane, VillA, Mustang, U-Tern (Oliver) and Monarchy, picked up huge support from Alex Metric and Starsmith… and now getting airplay on BBC Radio 1 (UK) and Ego FM (Germany).
☃ SLEEPER – The love child of a composer and radio head, Sleeper was raised by instruments and gypsies. Growing up in Washington DC, he listened to mom on the radio by day and fell asleep to dad giving violin lessons by night.
Coming from a long generation of musicians, there isn’t a music making device he hasn’t played or broken. When a turntable found him freshman year at Indiana University, Sleeper was born.
He immediately dived into radio and the DJ battle circuit. Sleeper started two shows on local and college airwaves then battled his way up to one of the Top 8 DJs on the planet in the 2006 World Series Turntable Championship.
Now based in Los Angeles, his music has been featured on ESPN, MTV, URB, The Miami Herald, and Scratch magazine. Stretching across genres, generations and styles, his ability to remix live while incorporating turntablism into his blends creates a sound that is distinctly his own. Sleeper’s Michael Jackson remix stayed at #1 on both Hype Machine charts for more than a month and made it to Zeitgest’s Best Songs of 2009.
We SchitHeadz wanted to get y’all as hyped as we are about our Halloween Party with HomeBreakin’ Records at Chapel Arts.
So’s we got to thinkin’
How we goin’ to do that?
Let’s GIVE AWAY A BUNCH OF SWEET SCHITZ!!!!
So my Poppa Popinov is the duder that plays MICHAEL MYERS in HALLOWEEN 8 RESURRECTION!!
In the movie my dad, Big Bad Brad kills Tyra Banks!!!
But her ‘HOLLY SCHITZ I”M ABOUT TO SCHITZ MY PANTS CUZ MICHAEL MYERS IS BOUT TO END MY SCHITZ!!’ face was alittle meh….
But we SchitHeadz think you can do way better!!!!!
Show us your best ‘HOLY SCHITZ’ face!!
Like if Big Bad Brad was about to pop you in the head with a knife!!
We want to see that face!!
Top 3 SchitHeadz WIN!!
TigerStone, Hee Bee Gee Bee Fest 2011, School of Remix, Lords of Gastown, & Chapel Arts
presents:
†††††††††††† THE DARK SIDE of THE MORGUE †††††††††††††
Saturday, October 29 at 9:00pm – October 30 at 3:00am
2 Rooms
Chapel Arts 304 Dunlevy – 9pm – 3am
Neighbour
Hebegebe
Feathrrr
Hubbz
Andy Clockwork
Muchi Mambo
The Gastown Riots Vs. Danny D
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Very Special Guests TBA
Hosted by Cherry Wine, The Mayor of Gastown & Russel Brand
Schitz Popinov & Lords of Gastown Pop-Up Shop
Senior Stylust Amanda G. from Mink Make-up & Hair will be on site to do special effects make-up. If you are interested in booking a session please write on the wall saying so and we can book you in. $25/person (plus tip). Latex, make-up and blood for wounds
http://www.minkmakeupart.com/
$50
Available at:
Beatstreet Records – 439 West Hastings – 604-683-3344
School of Remix – 49 Dunlevy Avenue – 778-228-0425
Tix on-line -> http://www.ticketzone.com/DarkSideofTheMorgue
So I looked at the Bike and it seemed to be looking back at me, inviting me to step on, to ride the smooth grooves of the pavement till I reached a destination that was fitting to the mood that I was in. I watched the clouds roll over this God forsaken rainy city, and that was the final straw. I threw my leg over the huge seat, I started the engine, and bang, we were one, my Harley and I, once again. For some reason when I ride my bike my brain automatically goes into recall mode. It’s not the recollection of the things that I should be doing in order to keep myself from swerving off the road and ending up six feet under, but it is the recollection of songs that I have heard throughout my life, the most prominent of them being, “Woop There It Is.” I just thank God that the brain, while in thought mode, is also in auto-silent mode. Shit. How Bizarre.
As I drop into Osooyoos it feels like a fleet of garden gnomes are taking aim on me with hair dryers… Making my eyes dry up like rotting olives…. At least I think it was the little gnomes, though it could have been that left handed cigarette I powered down at the last rest-stop we stopped at so the girls could powder their noses.
(The one called Betsy)
By the time we reached Osooyoos, things had cleared up considerably, weather wise, and I was fully content with my decision to make the journey to Salmo now. The girls were doing their makeup, or something. I never hear past “we need to use that washroom” because I don’t really give a shit about what they need to do in there. The first part of that statement is all one needs to hear, though the female sex loves to proclaim. They proclaim their love, they proclaim theirs fears, they proclaim their objectives about sex and relationships, and most importantly, they proclaim their need to pee. Whatever. I’m getting bored with thinking about the proclamations, and for waiting for the girls so’s I take off, making a snap-and-point hand signal; a clear gesture signaling that I was outta there, and I thought, “who I am making the hand signal for?” It was a well composed hand signal clearly stating that I was leaving cause I don’t give a ..,but no one was there to see. I thought, “what a damn fucking shame man.” Those moments in time where you just wish someone was there filming your moves. Mehh, Oh well. On the road again.
The first biker I see coming my way I pop the finger gun at and totally redeem myself for that lil misfire with the hand signal to the girls. I decided right then and there that no longer am I a finger-gun man, and that I’m now a power fist man. At least I think that’s what you call the fist with the fingers facing forward.
There is nothing more sensational than riding through British Columbia, Canada in the summertime…except for riding though British Columbia, Canada in the summertime on a Harley Davidson. Motoring though valleys and along highways at a speed that would make my mother and sister choke on their peas, is beyond exhilaration, it is euphoria. I don’t let the song in my head fuck with my mood. I embrace the “woops,” and carry on. The lakes are turquoise, cozied in between mountains that I have referred to with my metal friends before as “power mountains” because when you are with metal dudes everything is power something. The meadows are speckled with those flowers that people call wild, but I don’t get that because what is wild anymore these days? If it lives and grows on a meadow that is owned by somebody, how do you classify that as wild? Whatever. I feel happy, but gay looking at flowers. I speed my bike up and think about the last girl I slept with, and the smell of her hair. I wonder if she made it back to Iceland. How that new job is treating her. I wonder if she still hates me for passing out mid session. Weird ho smells can have that effect on you, how they can bring you back to a specific time and place.
I love the looks I get from people driving beside me. When you are on a bike traveling you get reactions like no others. For one thing, bikers have camaraderie. When we pass one another we make sure to signal to each other. It’s usually a thumbs up, or just a wave, and it means something like: we know “whats up.” Like we get each other. It’s a show of respect, and courtesy amongst bikers. Kinda fucking stupid actually, but at the same time it’s one a those things that lifts the spirits each time it happens. You don’t get that on a car road trip. The next song on a really good play list is the only thing that can come close to giving you that sort of a lift while on a road trip in a car. I prefer to cut into the air ahead of me with my bike and to feel it on my skin.
Speaking of skin FUCK!!! I forgot to put on sunscreen!!! Fuck I need a girlfriend!! I feel like one of the ‘non day walkers’ in that stupid blade movie when they get pushed into the sunlight. Fuck Vampire movies suckballz now a days.
A hot girl in shotgun rides beside me just long enough so I can get a look at her tanned skin and long legs as she hangs her foot out the window, the way people always seem to do when they are on a long journey in a car. She smiles just a little bit at me.
I twist my wrist, and as I pull away I see duder driving catch her smiling, and in my mirror he looks like he just sucked a lemon through a tail pipe. I want to pull up beside him and tell him everything is going to be ok. I want to tell him not to worry, that he should know that she knows that bikers are not the ‘keeper’ types. That bikers are not the ‘take home to Ma and Pa type.’ That bikers are not ‘respectable mates’ and that Audi drivers are. I want to tell him that tattoos, long hair, grease, and beards will never take her to a black tie charity event. That a biker will never raise her twitter clout. I want to tell him leather does not compliment Louis.. I want to tell him you are safe my sweater vested duder. I want to tell him stress kills and jealousy is a cancer. I want to tell him…I’m a DJ! Shit!! I need gas….
I pull into the first gas station I drive by in Bridesville. I fill up and buy 2 liters of gatorade, aloe gel, and a PFD for the river. I head back out to the bike just as an old beat up pickup pulls up to the pump across from mine. The old hippie chick locks on to me, hops outta the truck and marches straight over to me on the bike. “Scoocome sled man!” as she wraps her arms around me. “God Bless U!” I pull out of the station and fly down the highway to the edge of Bridesville and I think to myself what a wonderful town. Should I get married?
It’s been six long, but stimulating hours of riding. My face is dirty, my mouth is dry, my leather vest has a few more wind wrinkles pressed into it. It’s time to get some food somewhere. I pull up to a pub. The place had some seriously killer hanging baskets outside. Shit. Here I am again admiring flowers? Seriously Tyler? Get a fucking hold of yourself.
I ordered fajitas, and the waitress, who wasn’t anything special to look at set my plate down with some gusto. “Anything else you need?” “Nah. I’m good.” I didn’t feel that I was fully sure about that answer, but the way she asked me had me feeling like I needed to tell her that I was good. The fucking pressure; shit. I sat outside and listened in on the old perverts hitting on the so, so looking waitress, and wondered what I would do with my time if I were to live here. Would I be able to make myself happy, or would someone eventually find me tied to a noose in my garage? The one thing about living in a small town like this is that you can afford a lot more toys; but fuck that. I have all the toys I need, and a Harley, so screw this town, I’m so fuckin outta here. I’ll never gorget the old Indian perv’s pick-up line on the waitress, as he sucked down his whiskey and beer… “Eyyeeez can tell by the shapppe uhz your asssss……. UUuuz got a miiiiiiighty fine puuuussssyyzzz!” (Old IndianMan Voice…. First Nations Whatever)
I rode for a few more hours and finally arrived at the most inconspicuous sign for a fifteen thousand-person party that I could ever imagine. I missed it the first time! What the hell? When you have this many folk in the forest partying their lives into the ground, you should have a sign that at least hints at the type of fucked up shit you are about to embark on. I take the turn and the road turns to dust. I thank baby Jesus and his fat little fingers that I turned back for my full-face lid. As soon as I hit Salmo the sun dies for the day and the temperature drops to freezing. The feeling of the cold air on my fresh burn sends a dubious sensation through me. The fucking mosquitoes are almost an inch thick. Not only are they thieving my blood from me, on top of that I am riding blind now. As I send them to a quick death, I hope they slow roast in hell, each one of them.
When I roll up on the first sights of liveliness the dust clears, and I get a bit of a better idea about what I am in for. I’ve lost the girls maybe 1/2 hour behind me, but I will just meet up with them in the line.
I cant find my bloody camp site. My friends left a text saying that it was “to the left of the ferris wheel.” What the fuck kind of directions are those when there is close to fifteen thousand people camping on this enormous fucking property? I cant get a hold of them, there is no service so’s I keep stumbling around looking like a lost chump. “Thanks tool bags,” for the priceless directions.
Ever Slept on a Harley in the pale moon light???
School of Remix, Tigerstone and Twisted Productions in association with Olio Festival are excited to announce a 2-room, double headliner show featuring…
TITTSWORTH, US – www.tittsworth.com | https://www.facebook.com/t1tts
Check out his Two Strokes Live DJ set from May 2011
FEATURECAST, UK – www.soundcloud.com/featurecast | www.facebook.com/pages/Featurecast/8844117036 | www.featurecast.co.uk
Check out his It’s Showtime Promo Mix from May 2011
Whether deck or dinner plate, Jesse Tittsworth’s insatiable hunger questionably devours whatever is put in front of him. His food preferences veer past strange: his favorite meal is live octopus. His appetite was just as fierce in 2004, when the Chinese-American carnivore from Washington D.C. almost immediately leap-frogged from local favorite to international DJ headliner.
Once established as a DJ, Tittsworth immediately began to dig into his next course as a producer. With his remixes on Radio One and in influential Top 10 lists, soon the growl for original material couldn’t be ignored; in 2008 his debut album 12 Steps on Plant Music was released to critical acclaim by Billboard, DJ Mag, and URB. More original material is bubbling in 2011 with the release of the 2 Strokes Raw EP (Plant Music).
Tittsworth as musician is one type of meat, Tittsworth as entrepreneur is another. In 2006 Tittsworth established his own label with DJ Ayres: T&A Records. In 2010 he became a co-owner of U Street Music Hall, a world-class night club with an ever-present line for sold-out shows. 2011 offered a new signature dish: the launch of Tittsworth.com, a first-look lifestyle site featuring music, food, tattoos, humor, and the macabre.
FEATURECAST
Described as ‘Nufunk’s very own Mr Midas’, Featurecast has proved himself a leader in his field. From DJing to Producing, he’s had an incredible few years, churning out some of the biggest party tracks and bootlegs on labels like Good Groove, Bomb Strikes, Jalapeno, Catskills & Funk Weapons.
Receiving praise from a host of major players such as Krafty Kuts, Norman Jay, DJ Yoda, Z-Trip, & A.Skillz describing him as ‘One to Watch’, Featurecast has crafted his own unique sound combining amazing pinpoint scratching whilst effortlessly cutting between Funk, Hip-Hop, Breaks, Dubstep and Drum & Bass. He’s dazzled the crowds of some of the biggest festivals and venues around the globe from Canada’s Shambhala, Germany’s Fusion, Serbia’s 3p Festival as well as touring the USA, Australia and playing all over Europe. With an Artist Album in the works and lashings of party bangers on their way, it’s time to make some noise for Featurecast!
So it’s been like a mix-quake over here at the Popinov Palisades of late.
Idle hands make for devils work they say, so I’ve been keepin’ mine on the 1′s & 2′s!!
One hit take dat Schitz is a groovie little disco biscuit of a Mixtape.
Some of my favorite jams here kiddies, so give your old ipod a pick me up!!
One Hit take dat Schitz Mixtape by Tyler Popinov √√ Track Listings
1.One Hit Take a Schitz Intro (Who is Tyler Hazelwood edit) – Hashmoder <= Big Ups to Hashmoder for the INtro & Mastering √
2. What You Need (Midnight Conspiracy Summer of ’87 Remix) – Tiga
3. Boadicea (Oliver $ Remix) – Mason feat. Roisin Murphy
4. Say What? (feat. Ogris Debris) – Round Table Knights
5. History (Grum Remix) – Groove Armada
6. Light it up (Loot & Plunder Remix) – Cosmo Black
7. Sun of a Gun (Savage Skulls Remix) – Oh Land
8. Cocaine Blues (MaddJazz Bootleg) – Escort
9. Hands [Tommie Sunshine's 5AM Edit] – The Ting Tings
10. Hot Mess (Duck Sauce Remix) – Chromeo
11. Animale (Oliver Remix) – Don Diablo Ft Dragonette
12. Islands (Andre Pipipi Baile Funk Remix) – The XX
13. Through The Night – Grum
14. Work This City (Sammy Bananas Remix) – Body Language
15. Beaches And Friends (The Twelves Remix) – Database Vs. French Horn Rebellion
16. Transmission (Joy Division Cover) – Hot chip
17. Rolling In The Deep (Adele Cover) – Mike Posner
18. Spooky – Dusty Springfield
19. Lisztomania (Shook Remix) – Phoenix
20. Dizzy Sirens (Jimi Needles’ Dizzy Big Band Cocktail) – Dizzee Rascal vs Dizzy Gillespie
21. Tried by Sex Sax (Doc Adam Moombahton Edit) – Drop The Lime
Here is a Rock/EmoStep Mix I popped off after the SUPERMOON!
I had a ‘Breaking Through’ & Breaking Out Adventure.
The mix is not edited or Mastered yet. But I thought I would give ya’ll a review and see what you think.
Enjoy!
1. Get Mad – Herbdout
2. Seek & Destroy (Bassnectar Remix) – Metallica
3. Gift of Fury – Deathface
4. Dancing In The Dark (Bare Noize Remix) – Proxy
5. TNT (RIOT 87 VIP Dubstep Remix) – ACDC
6. Feel Good Inc. (RIOT 87 VIP Dubstep Remix) – Gorillaz
7. Smells Like Teen Spirit (Dual Dubstep Remix) – Nirvana
8. Eleanor Rigby (4Centers Remix) – The Beatles
9. Time (Pretty Lights Remix) – Pink Floyd
10. Alpha Centauri (Excision & Datsik remix) – Noisia
11. Ice Cream – Borgore
12. Animale (Datsik Dubstep Remix) – Don Diablo ft. Dragonette
13. Doin’ Time (Zeds Dead Summer Grime Remix) – Sublime
14. Paradise Circus (Zeds Dead Remix) – Massive Attack
15. Shot Yourself In The Foot Again (Extended Mix) – Skream & Example
16. Getting Nowhere – Magnetic Man ft. John Legend
17. You Used To Hold Me (Nero Remix) – Calvin Harris
18. The Recluse (Nero Remix) – Plan B
19. Perfect Stranger (Benga Remix) – Magnetic Man feat. Katy B
20. White Satin (Zeds Dead Remix) – The Moody Blues
21. Ghosts N’ Stuff (Nero Remix) – Deadmau5
22. I Don’t Like You – Max Ulis
23. Skinny Love (Das Kapital Rerub) – Bon Iver
24. Animal (Young Live Dubstep Remix) – Sky Ferreira
25. A Feast Of Friends – Jim Morrison and The Doors
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