MAY 23 / 9:00PM
21+ / $10 Advance

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Nectar Presents:

The Presets

• Walter Meego
• w/ DJs Fucking In The Streets & Figo

THE PRESETS

Kimberley Isaac Moyes was but a young man, small of stature but big of heart, down on his luck, doing the odd performance in a downtown gay bar and eating anchovies from tin cans discarded in the alley behind a local Italian restaurant, putting all his dollar bills in a pillow, with the dream to one day have enough money to buy a Moog synthesiser. Julian Hamilton was the new bus boy in said food joint, robust and ambitious, taking out the trash and sweating like a malaria ravaged wrestler when he one day chanced upon poor Kim out the back, sucking on those oily little fish like hed never tasted such a delicacy. These encounters out the back of Luigis Linguini And Pasta Allsorts became regular, and led to the occasional lunch date, when Julian would not only smuggle Kim a fresh can of anchovies, but would even share his own chef-cooked meal. The boys found friendship over faggotini, had leisurely lunches scheming up ways for Kim to stay one step ahead of the Child Protection Services who longed to send the delinquent off to an orphanage in Mongolia, they dreamed of the myriad ways Julian could swindle his evil boss Luigi, and held heated debates about their shared passion, music. It was in these early days that Kim and Julian realized their meeting had been fateful, and that one day they would make good on their shared desire to make moody, crisp electronic future pop. If youve ever wondered what they might play when youre standing there staring at the fork in the road between heaven and hell, this could be it.

WALTER MEEGO

Walter Meego is like the most delicious sandwich ever made; except it’s even better than that. It’s like the sound of a record collection exploding into a million shards of awesome. It’s like Charles Bronson, Steve McQueen, and Chuck Norris rolled up into one sweet, punishing bad-ass. Imagine a tsunami of malt liquor – we’re even more intoxicating than that. We beat the ‘96 Bulls 15 times… and they only lost 10 that year! We once collectively ate 700 pounds of chicken red curry, had a brisk walk, and rounded off the day with 12 additional hours of platinum-record-making studio sessions. Hold on… Pharrell’s on the other line… Someone once tried to declare us the winners of the 1960 U.S. Hockey Olympic gold. We insisted that we weren’t alive at the time. It didn’t matter. We’re like the ultimate evolutionary champion – like a wicked combination of Saber-Toothed Tiger, Polar Bear, and Hippo in one killer beast. Ever heard of Ghengis Khan? We ate him. We also ate all of Jamaica once. And it tasted good.

LINKS

• The Presets on MySpace
• Walter Meego on Myspace
• DJ Fucking In The Streets on Myspace
• Figo DJs on Myspace

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