“Back to the floor that I love”…with remixes, edits and originals of your favorite band. ALL. NIGHT. LONG.
We return after a nomadic year that has taken us all over the US, Canada, UK, Australia, Colombia and some of favorite festivals such as Burning Man and Glastonbury. It’s been a magical ride with aerialist performers above us in the dust in Nevada, drag Stevies in Chicago, so many hugs to Landslide, many new friends and a phone interview with Mick Fleetwood himself for Time Out London.
With more remixes, chiffon, lace, waistcoats and tambourines, we will be hitting the roads of the US. We can’t wait to see you all again, but for those of you that haven’t been to one of our parties before, give us your palm and we’ll read your future:
We see you swathed in a shawl (or is it a waistcoat). You have surrendered your soul to remixes and originals for 4 hours. Your eyes are closed, arms stretched above you. The music is loud and evokes deep memories and emotions. Your parents, your break-ups, your friends, good times and tough times. You find refuge in this music with like-minded people. You dance…for hours as you are taken by the wind in a room with lace and paper flowers.
Our party is a chance to listen to the wind blow from blues to rock to stadium pop to remix in a nightclub context. You need to hear this music LOUD. You need to move and lose yourself in the dark. You are in safe hands. We’ve been putting on these parties since 2012, when we launched Pyschemagik’s edit of Dreams in a sweaty East London basement. Since then we’ve taken our lovingly curated collection to underground clubs all over the world.
This is not a tribute act. There are no cover versions. We do not simply play a greatest hits CD - if you just want that then maybe stay in. We like to dig a little deeper into their back catalogue and we play remixes that we think expand your Fleetwood Mac journey. It’s like a festival with the best people, because Fleetwood Mac fans are the best people. Fact. We’ve witnessed this every party we do - you guys are special. You’re emotionally charged with your candles burning bright. Don’t be surprised if you find yourself hugging a stranger at the end of the night to Landslide. And technically they won’t be a stranger because, they have good taste like yourself.
A few house rules:
If you’re not sure you like Fleetwood Mac, please don’t come. No really, don’t come. And don’t drag along your friend who doesn’t really like them either. We’ll be overdosing on a feast of edits and originals (no cover versions permitted). This is an unadulterated, tunnel-visioned event, paying homage to the incredible musical journey that is Fleetwood Mac.