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DJ Food: Toronto The Reverb
Ninja Tunes stalwart rips up the jazz-hop breaks...
For his part, the chain-smoking Fink performs admirably, wheeling off an expertly constructed set of electroid bleeps and rapid-fire, stuttering breaks. And although they're questionably occupying the closing slot, Dynamic Syncopation are also wholly dependable, weaving together a heady pastiche of '70s funk and retrograde hip-hop.
But the night quite obviously belongs to Food, who are on this occasion solely represented by the venerable Strictly Kev. His set is, in a word, fierce. Piecing disembodied remnants of rejigged classics together with more contemporary reference points, Kev's got the audience in rapture. By the time he gets round to spinning a handful of re-Tuned swing numbers, they're engaged in the kind of frantic, hands-up revelry normally reserved for someone about to be saved by a gasbag televangelist.
A storming evening then - even Kev walks offstage with a bemused smile. And why not? If it's good enough for the ninja, surely it's good enough for the rest of us.
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