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Posted on 11/10/09 at 08:08:33 pm
Sometimes there are sub-genres so niche that it's almost impossible to write about them. Luckily the swing-hop scene has a couple of exceptional exponents that mean this feature can most definitely be written and inject some fun into the potentially dreary day that's outside the window. Ladies and gentleman, get the dancing shoes on as you experience The Correspondents and Movits!

The Correspondents aren't the first group you'd expect to see at a South London dubstep/fidget house night and yet their performance at Corsica Studios over a year ago had everyone quickly switching their allegience from wobbly basslines to beats over samples from 'The Jungle Book'. The skin-tight trouser clad MC Mr Bruce strode to the stage and began shaking his impossibly long legs to the beats put down by his DJ, Chuckles, and from that point on, everyone was a convert.
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