▼ at Subway XL10

▼ at Subway XL10

Subway XL10 April 23th 2016. Maassilo Rotterdam.

Written by: Michael Janiec, Danny Core & Hajo Krijger
Photography: Joris Verleg (.com)

Subway, almighty Subway.. Ten phat XL editions, thousands of visitors raving in unison and tons of unforgettable memories. This Subway XL concludes a mighty streak, especially whilst knowing that so many big (and smaller) parties went away in the recent years. Their 10th anniversary was a promising one. Let’s do a recap of this tenth edition and go back one more time!

Michael: Bukez Finezt enjoys quite an exalted status these days. Even Mala was playing his tunes during the Deep Medi night in 013, Tilburg. A beast behind the decks, but with the poise and a healthy lack of taking oneself too seriously. Bukez does really seem to enjoy himself and it works wonders of the early crowd. He concludes his set with an epic mindfuck: a Bass Cannon remix… Since it misses a drop after the buildup there’s a part with silence, followed by wobbly sweetness. Bukez remains mysterious when asked what that was all about: “Haha, that’s a secret!” Pretty sure he nailed the cardinal rule of being an entertainer: Always leave them wanting more.

Danny: We arrived kinda late this time because I had to work before we could start our trip to Rotterdam. My mission was to arrive a couple of minutes before Skism‘s set. But unfortunately we couldn’t make it on time. As soon as we walked near the entrance of the Maassilo, we heard Skism’s intro ‘Experts‘ blasting through the thick walls of this incredible venue. The Maassilo is one of the best venues of the Netherlands in my opinion. The hallways, the size of the rooms and the machines in the basement are pretty sick.

After the security check, getting a locker and buying some drink tokens we climbed the stair to the main room. Filled with Subway soldiers going crazy on Skism’s set. The stage was literally on FIRE! A couple of friends of us, including the tall bald guy from ‘Dubstep Nederland‘, texted us that they where checking Gentlemen’s Club in Room 2 a.k.a. the ‘Danger Zone’. Since our squad only counted 3 people including me we decided to go look for them. Right after the wobbly Rusko tunes that Skism popped, we were re-united as one, counting 6 Bassheads!

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While GC dropped a remix of ‘Crowell & Bommer‘s – Yasuo‘ we head over to the back of the 2nd room. In the back we found platforms where you can stand on, so even the small people are able to see everything from there. Since I’m not that tall, it was perfect for me! The ceiling of the ‘Danger Zone’ was covered in wooden triangle boards, with exclamation marks and ‘DANGER ZONE‘ written on it. Subway did quite a lot with the decorations this time.

Since I didn’t really had a good meal today, my stomach started to make noises and I really wanted to eat something. I remembered from last time, the food stand was in the back of the 2nd room. There was a hallway at this place now, ending into a whole new room where people can eat something, or get an ‘Rocket’ ice-cream. I noticed the smoking area was right next to the food court, but the ventilation system is pretty good at the Maassilo, so the people that are eating didn’t had complaints for the smoke.

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Hajo: While Danny was stuffing his face with whatever he could find, I had been enjoying Gentlemens Club’s set. The trio consisting of Coffi, Soloman and 50 Carrot came in twain this evening, but this was nothing to worry about; Solo’n’50C absolutely killed it. The truly classy fellas definitely stepped up from Annix (don’t get me wrong, Annix was spot on but the second stage got it’s deserved momentum when these guys came on stage). Raunchy Basslines and definite Dubstep-cannons were released upon the crowd every three minutes or so, not a moment to rest. A side remark that I do have to make, not just to GC but to everyone behind the turntables nowadays: Crowell & Bommer’s ‘Yasuo’ is sick, it’s remixes are as well, but please switch it up a bit. We know there’s no more running to be had. Even though you almost can’t go wrong with tunes like that, experimentation shows progress. Anyways, the zone was about as dangerous (and enjoyable to observe) as molten lava in a paddling pool..

Michael: The Don and the Legend. Andy C pulses with a lot of energy this time around and manages to get the whole room moving quite often. While this wasn’t some set that goes into the books as utterly legendary, the vibe is more than right. MC Dart manages to push the energy even further with his seasoned slight of tongue, which compliments the highly paced track selection. The set peaks and concludes with ‘Heartbeat Loud’ from Andy C himself. The light-show drives the crowd into a frenzy and a sea of rhythmically moving limbs spreads like a wildfire.

Hajo: There’s always someone who can throw some glass shards and rusty needles in the mix to make everything a tad more lethal and that’s what Trampa did! There’s gotta be hundreds of reviewers that stated that this guy ‘trampled’ the audience, but fuck that cliché, he obliterated everything and everyone, snorted up the pieces and pooped it all together again. I expected it to be heavy and hard-hitting, but I didn’t expect my tinnitus to switch ears. It was the most energetic part of the evening and Trampa realized that, granting not a moment of rest. Something that, when he was about 3/4’s of his set, I did need. I rarely need a rest, but Trampa’s spot on double drops and the comfortable amount of space to dance drained my energy quite fast. I got to give it to the guy, he knows what he’s supposed to do and he knows how to do it. He’s a hard-hitter.

Now, to me, this was something truly special. I don´t really know what this guy triggered in me but I experienced something that I hadn’t experienced before. What Gridlok did was exactly the experimentation I talked about before. The tracks that he played weren’t just heavy hitting Drum & Bass tunes. He switched it up with tracks that, and I really don’t know how to explain this in any other way, became some sort of entity in the room. The bass started in the front of the first hall and moved through everyone all the way to the back. You couldn’t just hear the music, you weren’t just pumped because of a drop; you were forced to experience the music. Gridlok did something very special this evening, something that I’d like to see more. He went out of his way to make his set stand out and by doing so Gridlok became my pearl-in-the-oyster of the evening. Oh, and I swear guys, I was earthed!

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Danny: I was waiting for Lifecycle‘s set in the ‘Bassment’, the 3rd area in this massive venue. This is what we want! This is something we haven’t had in a very long time. Tune after tune after tune after tune. Dubstep, Drum and Bass, Grime, HipHop, Bassline and even Metal riffs. Everything you need to go hard! From the biggest female HipHop artist in the world, Missy Elliot, to the Bassline wobbles of Moksi. I guess the ‘Danger Zone’ got replaced by the ‘Bassment’. Thanks to Lifecycle, this area was on fire. If this is what he normally plays, I am curious for what we can expect at Cassette Festival the 6th of May in Eindhoven!

Michael: As always, Nicon is the very last DJ of the night at Subway. More than fair, since he’s the guy who’s responsible for many aspects that make Subway. The task at hand? Pulling the last bits of energy out of the still standing visitors. As a seasoned DJ, he manages to do it quite effortlessly. Habstrakt and Megalodon’s ‘Running from the cops? Yabadaba-don’t!’ blasts through the sound system. Nicon rounds up the night with a lot of gun-finger worthy material. With the conclusion of the 10th edition, it’s time to get curious about what might come next.

Click photo above to go to the photo album. Photography by: jorisverleg.com

Report: Michael Janiec, Danny Core & Hajo Krijger
Photography: Joris Verleg