Leeds, United Kingdom
A sun dappled woodland on a summer evening, a hazy state of mind. A distant bassline bounces on the breeze. Beams of coloured rhythm pierce the leaves. You found the place, somewhere that didn't care whether you did or you didn't. No rules, no bouncers. Just fine music and a gathering of generation-spanning grins, elated and united in the moment.
Imagine that eh?
Or don't. Maybe that's just for me and I should keep it to myself.
Hopefully you'll like my mixes anyway.
One half of Too Many Steves - Educated by 1990s Leeds Warehouse nights where Belgian techno piggybacked Italian piano euphoria, and swathes of acid and purple bleep-bass connected the dots. I like a curveball and I reckon that's where it came from.
steve@toomanysteves.com