Glitch Odyssey

Why would we get someone who hates clubs and DJ’s to write a review on DJ’s at a club? Because they’re probably going to be a lot more honest in their review. Luke Smith hit Origin on Friday night to give a listen to Narch and Niskerone at Uber Cool’s Glitch Odyssey party.


I’m not a fan of nightclubs. I hate them, loathe them, put them on par with Crocs and popped collars. Sure, I enjoy alcohol, hanging out with friends and the occasional recreational drug… but clubs? Meat markets playing radio hits to a crowd full of cane and cream soda guzzling douche bags? Get me the fuck out. Even Burn, in all its ‘alternativeness’ is a club I could do without. So, I find it surprising that I kinda like Origin. I honestly don’t mind going there. I mean seriously, the sheer size of the venue alone means you could spend the entire night without having to interact with any other people and/or dance floor areas. I love that. So when I arrived on Friday night for the latest Uber Cool Bass Thugs events, I was looking forward to the night.

Nights like Friday are about what you can make, or take, out of them.

I was surprised to see the size of the crowd when I got there. Yeah, before 10 is early, I understand that, but the crowd seemed unusually small. Varsity (and school) exams had had their impact. Gone were the in-the-know college kids, the soundcloud aficionados and the hipster youth. They had been replaced by a sort of odds and ends crowd; the cast of a disco comedy of errors.



Fastforward though a few drinks, musings on fashion faux pas, and an intense discussion on the credentials of a shark bite, and I finally made my way down to Origin’s Engine Room. The Facebook event and poster listed it as a night of glitch hop, drum and bass and the musical marmite of 2011: dubstep. Also included on the event page and poster was an intimidating amount of acts/artists (what exactly do you call DJs?) so instead of putting myself in a position to write 10 or so 2 liners, I stuck to catching the ones playing in Origin’s dungeon of bass.


You know those energy drink ads? Beware the kick? Well it seems the Engine Room sound rig could fit in comfortably with ostriches, donkeys and fridge ninjas. My ears still feel weird. The man behind the initial cochlea abuse: Night Vision. My first exposure to his set was this slow, very minimal and very heavy goliath of a track; a warning to the small sparse crowd of how disgustingly loud things could get. While the dance floor moved, nodded and turned in a manner of confusion, you could tell that as the song finally tapered to its end, so would the crowd. I figured Night Vision had planned for this because in almost perfect timing the breaking notes of a top of the pops dubstep number cut through and suddenly the crowd was firmly in his control again. It was a pattern that would repeat itself throughout the night.



You can’t really throw fists and squeak takkie to the slower forms of electronic music, and I guess DJs know this. Night Vision’s set seemed like a constant battle between playing music that the crowd can ‘dance’ to and music that you can just sit back and listen to.

The act after him, Cape Town and PH Fat alumnus Narch, had a similar struggle. He played a glitch hop set that I thoroughly enjoyed. What made it great was how intense, dark and aggressive some of the songs were; but, those are the last things you want to hear in music when you just want to get fucked and fuck right? So what do you do when the crowd shuffles along but just doesn’t quite get it and are but a beat away from a step to the exit? Bring them back in with something familiar, in this case Dead Prez’s ‘Hip Hop’. I’m firmly subscribed to the Henry Rollins line of thought regarding DJs, but I must say I respect how well Night Vision and Narch worked an often apathetic crowd.



Moving through the rest of the venue it seemed that the above battle was taking place in various forms across the club. The only way I could rationalize it was like this: when you take away what makes events and parties like this enjoyable (the youth that’s hip to the music being played) it becomes just another club night. The music, no matter how fresh or interesting, falls on deaf ears. That is, of course, apart from the occasional song everyone recognizes; a song that they can bump and grind to. Origin, for all its perks, just turns into another ‘normal’ club; a large, well spaced-out one, but a normal club nonetheless; no different from the Joe Kools of old and Rocca Bars today.


Probably won't see this at Rocca.


The last act I caught was another Capetonian, Niskerone, and his set of drum and bass was the proof I craved. Where it was 50 or so half interested people before, there were now over 100, packed in tight and loving every second. The slightly higher beats per minute and foot-tapping bass lines were kryptonite to the crowd’s night long apathy. Add in Niskerone’s infectious jumping, silhouetted bouncing dreads and a smoke machine turned up to eleven, and the crowd was completely and utterly won over. They loved it.


And I guess that’s it: nights like Friday are about what you can make, or take, out of them. For me, it was a new appreciation and understanding. For the bouncing mass at 1am? It was about having a good time. For them, it was not about whether the music being played was music they listened to. No, rather it was ‘is this music I can move to?’ And with fingers pointed to the ceiling, and sweaty brows glistening, that’s exactly what they did.


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38 Responses to “Glitch Odyssey”
  1. pissingblood says:

    I laughed before I even clicked on the review to read it… Good one.

  2. Trolol says:


  3. Jess says:

    “smoke machine turned up to 11” hahaha, winner!

  4. Jacques Poesteau says:

    Trademark DIY cynicism.

  5. Bob says:

    DIY Cynicism™

  6. luke says:

    we should copyright that saying soon.

  7. luke says:

    OH SNAP.

  8. Paige says:

    I think “lukes sister” was some what an inspriation for this piece. 🙂

  9. Bitch Odyssey says:

    Sorry I can’t take someone seriously when their surname contains the word ‘poes’

  10. Bob says:

    I heard “Luke’s sister” is the best thing in Durban.

  11. Jarred says:

    Icarus played a shit hot set!!!!!

  12. Black Dick says:

    I’d like to show Luke’s sister what’s what

  13. Paige says:


  14. Black Dick says:


  15. NMC says:

    How much does DIY get paid to use the word apathy?

  16. Jaz says:

    Yuuussss hay. Ths owe is sum kind of Faggot.

  17. Miniature Faggot says:

    Total Faggot.

  18. DJ Fuck You says:

    When are you going to get someone that actually knows what they’re talking about to review Drum and Bass parties. This is completely disrespectful to bassheads and that Henry Rollins guy sounds like he’s the fuck head.

  19. Gigantic Faggot says:

    “that Henry Rollins guy”

    Oh u!

  20. Matt says:

    “Disrespectful to bassheads”.


  21. Stathi says:

    DJ Fuck You, drop some names you recommend who would be worthy of this task.
    We are all ears. It’s harder than you think!

  22. Bob says:


  23. Curt Cobain's Stylist says:

    @DJ Fuck You

    Drum and Bass as a genre is like what 2 years old, what’s there to know?



  25. luke says:

    drum and bass has been around since the mid 90s.

  26. Russell says:

    Trolls everywhere. Don’t feed them.

  27. Bob says:

    I heard that Drum and Bass was a sub-genre of 80’s punk music.

  28. Panda says:

    Hahaha! Drum and bass has been around for two years 🙂 !! Anyway…I feel old I only found out what Trolling was today. Sounds deathly.

  29. Wank Hole says:


  30. Heidi says:

    Why is this post all about the club?!?!
    Its supposed to be about the music and about the djs but instead it blah blah blah about the venue?!
    no one cares about what the club looks like, everyones been to origin, we know its big.

  31. Curt Cobain says:

    Judging by the crowd on Friday night, nobody wanted to hear the music, let alone hear about it.

  32. Bitch Odyssey says:

    At the end of the day most DJ’s don’t write their own music and they don’t play a live set as a band would. So why would they really be reviewed as if they physically played the song instead of mising it. They’re a piece of the overall party, Which includes the crowd and the venue. . .

    Would you prefer to hear the treble was turned to 6 and he pumped the bass up to 9 and was a mature setting or some crap? Fact is you can’t really write too much about a DJ, bands generally have 4 or 5 members and play their own material for the most part so there’s alot more to write about in terms of musical skill, maturity, presence and chemistry. I reckon even an ”expert bass head” would have trouble writing a better review, probably because he’ll more than likely be tripping balls

  33. Stathi says:

    Heidi you have just been nominated to do the next review!

  34. Stathi says:


  35. Jimi says:

    You gotta hate on the DJ’s, otherwise they start to think they’re people. Or even worse, they start to think they’re musicians.

  36. Poes says:

    Shatap Heidi

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