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Hideout Festival Day 0 – Doorly Boat Party

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Hideout. The Big Scary. 12,000 people, 22 hrs/music day, for 4 days.

A UK heavy line-up, and a near 100% UK crowd. In fact Hideout this year was so jacked, so pre-fight warmed up that it stepped into the ring early : the festival itself ran Monday-Thursday, however most of the crowd made good on this and did Saturday to Saturday. Our first exposure to the sunburn and synthetic-sex of the place was Doorly’s Boat Party, which technically happened on Hideout Day 0. 

Data Transmission wandered past seas of aggressively-gymmed Brit bodies sunbathing on Novalja’s beach before arriving to the packed queue of Doorly’s boat party. On board, proceedings started with Scottish emerging DJ LaLa first almost losing her bikini top, then being ashed on, then having an entire pint poured into her bag, all by her worryingly-enthusiastic, worryingly-Scottish boyfriend. An exciting pyrotechnics display ensued. The DJ set was even more impressive, a mixture of jacking house and injection of Glasgow-inspired funky techno moved an initially relaxed crowd up a notch, heads slowly going down, little eruptions of shuffling happening here and there on the deck. We found Doorly at the back of the boat, intrigued. Soon enough, the man himself took to the decks. Scratch-backs, quick switches, and a smattering of multi-deck manouvres ensued, soundtrack mostly sailing down the upbeat house and bassy route, the crowd suddenly lighting up as all around became dark. 10 pm and already they were shouts to head down to Zrce. Hideout, 24 hours ahead of schedule, was underway. Today’s Random Fact – Source – Doorly’s Girlfriend Becky: “It’s not about boobs, it’s about nipples. Often people with the biggest boobs have really strangely shaped nipples. Last thing you want to see is a badly designed nipple. Especially on a boat party. Jesus..”

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Grahame Farmer

Grahame Farmer’s love affair with electronic music goes back to the mid-90s when he first began to venture into the UK’s beloved rave culture, finding himself interlaced with some of the country’s most seminal club spaces. A trip to dance music’s anointed holy ground of Ibiza in 1997 then cemented his sense of purpose and laid the foundations for what was to come over the next few decades of his marriage to the music industry.

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