Summer of '08.

Five years ago, if someone would have told me that my summer of 2006 would be all about a bunch of broke-ass Brazilian kids scream-rapping in Portuguese over exhausted 80's instrumentals, I would have told that person to go fuck themselves. Nobody could have predicted that dippy electro music would become so obscenely trendy, or that you could be the greatest DJ of 2007 if you held onto your copy of Dancemix '93, but here we are (and isn't it great?)....
Say what you want, but you and I both know that this Mongolian shit is on a whole 'nother level.
Diplo will get in on the mix, Vice will do a little bit of not-so-subtle advertising, and soon enough you'll be cramming yourself into roasting clubs on a weeknight to catch a glimpse of what's what on the mongo-scene.

Thank me next summer, when you're bumping this everywhere you go.
Anytime, guys... Anytime.

~sarah p.