M & Ms – Mylo and Madeon: A Review

Last week we waxed our teef off about the new kid on the dance scene – Madeon. We also mentioned the old veteran, Mylo. They played at the same night last Friday, and we went to see them. But who was better? There’s only one way to find out…

~~FFFAAAAARRRTTT!!~~

FIIIIIIGGGHHTT!!!

We’d spent all evening beforehand listening almost solely to Madeon and Mylo, and we’d come to the general consensus that both were as good as each other (although Madeon might have had a slight edge because HE’S ONLY SODDING 17). I was ready for a battle of epic proportions. So I downed my homemade Espresso coffee cocktail I mean Carlsberg Special Brew and headed out to the discoteque I mean rave.

When we got there it was bloody empty so we went to another bar for a quick one – we picked the one playing the loudest hip-hop obviously. Only before we could enter, we were quizzed by the massive bouncer who looked us up and down and said, “You sure you’re at the right place mate?”

“Erm, excuuuuuse me – of course I am – I’ve got all the Will Smith albums and I know all the words to Gangster’s Paradise. Prick.”

Anyway, we went in, had our drinks and went back to XOYO, fingers crossed that it would be a bit busier. Luckily it was. We danced around a bit and I guess time went pretty quickly because before I could say ‘I suggest we move that way because I’ve just dropped a choice guff,” we had to anyway because it was time for Madeon.

So we went downstairs and prepared ourselves for an onslaught of euphoric French house. That was, until some kid with a bowl cut came onto the stage and started walking about behind the DJ and fiddling around with the knobs and decks.

Oh, dammit, forgot he was 17. That was clearly Madeon. Turns out he did have a bowl-cut afterall, then.

I couldn’t believe how young he looked – especially when I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and had the sudden realisation that I wasn’t a superstar DJ touring the world playing amazing music. For a music producer that I bloody love, there’s also a lot of hate there too.

Anyway, he started his set and it was instantly awesome. Every song was brilliant (apart from some stupid ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ cover), and he played all his classics, including his famous ‘Pop-Culture Mash-Up’ and the not-yet-properly-released Icarus:

It was bloody sweet all the way through. He went down a storm.

Towards the end, Mylo turned up and got himself ready whilst Madeon was still wowing the crowd. He obviously understood the little genius’s skill, and he seemed to be enjoying it just as much as everyone else. Then Madeon finished and the old master took over.

It started off great, but unfortunately, it didn’t stay at the same level. He didn’t play any of his classic songs and from what I could gather, he didn’t play any new ones (I hope he didn’t anyway – they were your standard monotonous-dance-beat-end-of-the-night-everyone’s-probably-too-fucked-to-care-anyway tracks). Bit of a shame, I was looking forward to some exclusive glimpses into whatever it is Mylo has been working on since his masterpiece – Destroy Rock & Roll – was released in 2004.

I was a tad disappointed so I went back upstairs to combine two of my favourite pastimes – being a twat and dancing. I did this by dancing like a twat. The music was brilliant up top and we pretty much stayed up there for the rest of the night, with a few dips back down below to sample Mylo’s set in moderation.

Then it was back home. You wait ages for one night bus, AND THEN NONE EVER COME EVER.

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