Saw this dude play at Low End last night. SFV Acid is his name. Plays acid house or something like that. At first I thought he wasn’t even from the country, let alone LA. He wore a faded pair of black Levi’s, a tucked in oxford shirt buttoned up to the very top, and a bright blue, nylon jacket with some random acronym printed on the left breast.
At first his music was out there. No one ever plays straight drum machine powered dance music at Low End — no one. But then the crowd started getting into it. He didn’t seem to care. He just stared down at his Elektron Octatrack. He didn’t even nod his head or try to feel the beat. After a sick drop the crowd went nuts but he just kept looking down. At the end of his set he immediately started packing up his gear. Nocando came on stage and asked the crowd what they thought. SFV crouched under the DJ booth to stuff his bag. The whole house roared and cheered at empty stage. Suddenly, SFV valiantly raised his fist, the rest of his person still under the table.
He ended up just being from the valley. lol