Cookie Mountain, Australia
One morning, Sleepyhead woke up in Perth nursing a wicked hangover and a half-finished Swan Draught and realized that his time in North America was over. Armed with only a serato box, his own blog (72waystosuckatdancing) and a superiority complex, he vowed to bring his obsessions of hip-hop, disco and bass music to the good people of Perth. He subsequently passed out again for several hours. As of writing, he’s currently engaged in hand-to-hand conflict with Skrillex. That pale little bitch is pissed because Cale doesn’t play any brostep and stole his hipster glasses.