Someone Pass Me A Frikkin Mop
Let loose The Hounds of Jol, make hot the Flaming Speaker Stacks of Thump and crank the Sacred Amplifier of Love up to 1.21 Jigawatts, for 'tis the season to be Jolling!
Yes folks, we're knee-deep in holiday and the Jol is just oozing all over the place. Someone pass me a frikkin mop. It's madness, madness I tellya - madness in any direction, at every hour like the good Doctor said. And what better way to pop a cap in the ass of this, the year of the Imploding Market, 2008, than by thrashing off the remnants with an industrial-strength military-grade Jol like the AmaFullThrottle New Year Festival? Too bloody right.
As though you need telling.
Our little party features:
20 DJ's
2 Dancefloors
24 hours of music
A bar and a chill cafe
and a whole bunch of nutters giving it horns having a cracking time.
Taking place a mere 45 minutes south of Durban on an expansive bass farm with a cool lake and all the necessary facilities including a bar with a deck overlooking the water, the venue for AmaFullThrottle is ideal for kissing goodbye to a year that, let's be honest, turned out rotten.
For more info on the biggest little New Years shindig this side of the Med, let your fingers do the mousing:
AmaFullThrottle New Years Festival (facebook page)
Tallyho, onward and upward - have a great Xmas, and don't go too overboard or get busted in a goddamn roadblock.
Cheers!
...and what kinds of bass are they farmin' at that there venue?? Big Booty Bass? Assquakin' bass??
...sorry, it's been a long and exhausting year - someone please take me outside and shoot me.