imagine coming in from Omicron Perseii 8 on the soul plane. now imagine that i could create this mental image with a dj set. if you’re with me so far, and didn’t get turned off by the weak metaphor, then you have a vauge idea of what to expect. the set starts off with a rare mr. spock gem from 1967, and as you desend thru the atmosphere of space age psychedelia, you will bump to some classic energetic tracls until you come to stop on the hip hop run way. please ensure your seats and tray backs are in the full and upright position… or something.