You know when you’re walking around the streets late at night, and you can hear the four-to-the-floor pounding from a far-off club? That’s the vibe Dip Dab create inside at their Egg residency: Techno, But Without all the Necessary Parts.
Twins Ophelia and Luther Addington call themselves Dip Dab, named after the sweet. Or so I thought. After much investigation, I learned that Dip Dab was also a term coined on the drug-laden streets of the 2026 urban underbelly. If one does a Dip Dab, they do some drugs then immediately, and without discrimination, shit everywhere they can.
The floor, the walls, the bar, other people; it doesn’t matter to these faeces-crazed, diarrhea maniacs. The Addington twins experienced an especially thick Dip Dab once; all the entrances to Peckham’s Bussey Building were blocked by the drug induced poo-fest. Clearly an impactful experience, they named their experimental techno duo after the very trend that caused the Metropolitan Police to say, “it’s something we really didn’t expect to take off in the manner it did.”
Luckily for me, the crowd at Egg weren’t inspired by their entertainers’ stage name, but instead trudged along to the naked, muffled kick drum for five and a half hours. I expected a synth to come in, but it never did. Instead, a slight variation of the starting kick drum came in, received with rapturous applause (the low end had been widened, slightly, I was later informed).
Now, I couldn’t wrap my head around the popularity of these guys, so I headed to the smoking/vaping/juicing area to talk to some punters. I found (a particularly vascular) someone juicing away and, trying to avoid direct eye contact, asked them why they came to see Dip Dab. “Can’t you see I’m busy, busy juicing? I came to see them because they don’t fuck with the shit, alright? Now get out of my zone now, now, NOW!” I left them alone. Didn’t catch their name, but on the side of one of their needles it read, “property of The Juice Goose,” so I suppose The Juice Goose put it as eloquently as they could: they don’t fuck with the shit.
ATTENTION READER: I, runner of Not Yet Music blog, should probably clarify all of the, “juicing,” talk. I’ve done some digging, and it seems that taking a kind of vivacity steroid on nights out will become popular in 2023, when it will be revealed that Ecstasy has been a placebo this whole time. These steroids seem to give a severe and aggressive burst of energy to a user and will be made completely legal after the passing of the We’re All Going to Die One Day Anyway act of 2027. Taking them will be commonly referred to as, “Juicing.”
Dip Dab, to me, seemed destined to fail. But, somehow, they’ve amassed a cult following of ultra-minimal techno-loving juice-junkie hulks. And to think, it all started with human dung – amazing!
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