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Sadly, exam commitments have meant that I have had to end my show prematurely. This means that there will be no Reggae Dancehall Show for the remainder of term.

I really hope to be back in the Autumn but would like to thank everyone who has supported the show. Keep your eyes peeled because I have a Youtube Channel I plan to launch over the summer!

I hope to be back on the air in September but until then...

Keep It Reggae Dancehall!

MrE

Hi All, Tom Whiter from Monday nights here, letting you know about a gig you shouldn't miss out on this Weekend in town:

It was back in March that the sad news began to filter through from the US that the frontman of Sparklehorse- singer, songwriter and musician Mark Linkous- had taken his own life.

As the tributes poured in from the likes of Patti Smith, Steve Albini, Chris Walla of Death Cab For Cutie fame and Radiohead's Colin Greenwood, obituaries from major newspapers down to the music blogosphere remembered a man who's beautiful and haunting music made him a pin-up of the alternative indie-rock scene.

I came to Sparklehorse relatively late in the day, only picking up on the albumsIt's A Wonderful Life and Good Morning Spider after arriving at Uni and finding myself woefully uneducated. From there it was great to discover the collaborations with Tom Waits, PJ Harvey, Radiohead and Danger Mouse that he was also famous for.

So it’s the new term and more importantly, it’s summer, which as everyone knows dance music comes to the front of our audio spectrum. Whether it’s jetting off to Ibiza, lounging around on a Greek Island for a week or like me, hitting the worlds biggest dance music festival Creamfields late August, there is no escaping from 130+ bpm for the next few months.

So to mark the best time of the year, we have a new feature, artist in focus. Each week myself and Simon will highlight either a new rising star or veteran DJ who you will be hearing big things from this summer. More importantly you’ll be able to work out who the hell makes that song you keep hearing everywhere. Poor old Sydney Sampson, no one really knows who he is, yet Riverside fails to go away. So we’re going to give you a head start and show you who’s got the sound of summer 2010.

As exclusive parties go, Lost in a Cave has to take the biscuit. An eclectic mix of music lovers gathered Friday night for some hardcore house music which started off in a pub of all things. So I know what your first thought is, doesn’t sound like much of a rave, but oddly enough there was certainly a tension in the pub. A palpable air of excitement was clear, mainly because no one knew what to expect.
God that’s a posh paragraph to start off with, lets get back into some more Progression Remixed talk.

For a pub gig, and don’t worry it did progress, the dj’s were fantastic. A really strong set from the warm up guys included some strong funky house that was only let down by the fact there was just one guy dancing. Poor guy, poor djs.

So then it was time to move to the infamous caves. With glow sticks in hand, the party of us, around 60, headed next door, to another pub full of bikers (proper old school rockers with leather jackets) and straight through to the basement. And then the magic began.

For someone who's only ever been to Stealth for the big drum and bass nights, I never expected popping to Stealth for Wigflex vs Dealmaker to be such a different experience. Arriving just in time to hear the tail end of Metaphi's live set the first thing that struck me was the amount of space I had to boogie the night away. Nottingham local and Wiglfex resident Methaphi was busy dropping some lovely house-y dubsteppy-type sounds while the crowd got their drinks down, awaiting the appearance of Darkstar and Kode9.

Having been well into my hip-hop a few years back I couldn't miss out on a chance to catch the UK hip-hop legends that are Taskforce live on stage in the intimate surroundings of Stealth 2. Once the crowd was warmed up, and even though they got the crowd jumping with classics like Grafdabusup and Wha Blow, the show seemed a little tired. Taskforce, the genre-defining emcees of the late nineties and early noughties (is that what people are calling them?!) just didn't seem quite with it - the completely blank expression on Chester P's face when he wasn't on the mic painted a pretty grim picture of Taskforce in 2010.