DJ Don’t lives in the past. Don’t tell him about 2021 or your plans for future. Don’t. Apart from this, he eats everything including melted cheese. Expect some personal favourites, vinyl only. But, who knows. And DJ Don't will not tell. — We can tell: This is 83 minutes of true disco pleasure. An eclectic mix of jewels from the early birth of disco house, including a few tracks not easy to place in a genre — as we like it. How we urge for doing this later on at a packed dance floor. For now: Joy provided virtually! This will make you so happy.

Dear beloved friends of Karmaklubb*. We have started to telecommunicating live, in desperation and frustration, in lack of being able to do what we live for: gather people IRL. Operating on distance will never be our preferred method. It feels like putting on a dress when you do not want to. The neon claw cannot shine and paint the room green. Neither can we talk or dance together. Not kiss. But, over the next weeks, perhaps months (please, let us hope not!) a selection of ‘virtual smoke signals’ will take place: Starting off with DJ sets, followed by concerts, sound productions, podcasts, talks, and more — hopefully making us both happier and smarter, ‘thought and pleasure’ — served by the most generous and trusted beings. Geir is among those people. We continue the work; more TBA. Queerness, joy, and love. We still believe 2020 will be a good year. You can also ↗︎ read about the VSS here in ↗︎ MELK↗︎ ’s↗︎ ↗︎ online edition, in Norwegian.

For nerds
telecommunication (n.): 1932, from French “télécommunication” (see “tele-” [far, far off, operating over distance] + “communication” [act of communicating, act of imparting, discussing, debating, conferring]). Source: Online Etymology Dictionary. The icon of the lifebuoy — at SoundCloud and such — with light, smoke, and line is normally used as a nautical safety sign. Very symbolic, yes.