It's Time To Return To The Races...
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Novel is set to return to Caulfield Racecourse with three sweet internationals…
It’s time to go back to the races - and we don’t mean Spring Carnival season (fuck dat). Of course, we’re referring to the Novel Caulfield Racecourse parties which have gone down in local scene folklore as many punters’ favourite events from the past couple of years. And not many can complain about those lineups, the two past events alone featured everyone from Dixon to Recondite to Bicep. Can you believe that the last one was two years ago now? TBH we all thought that it was done and dusted, relegated to the memory banks and filed away in the ‘those fkg sick times’ folder.
Don’t fret pets, Novel recently announced they will return to the scene of the musical crime with what actually might be the last event ever at the Racecourse. This time around the lineup features some of the world’s more astute house DJs who can guarantee a good time wherever they play.
Axel Boman
His meek exterior betrays his convivial interior…
Easily one of Sweden’s most credible acts, Studio Barnhus co-owner Axel Boman knows a thing or two about wonky and fun house. No no no, he is not a part of the Swedish House Mafia (thank God), but metaphorically speaking he is the loose, fast-talking, don’t-play-by-the-rules third party detective brought in to investigate the Mafia and return with info to bring expose the Mafia’s operation. Spoiler Alert: He does, he wins, and he dismantles the whole goddamn thing. EDM is dead, the crowd cheers, and Axel Boman goes back to smoking cigars in his office waiting for the next Boman-signal to help out where he can.
Tom Trago
Like his hats, there are many strings to his bow…
The last time Tom Trago was in Australia, he laid waste to mediocrity and boredom wherever he played, leaving a trail of satisfied customers ready to take on the world again after an excellent spiritual (read: dancefloor) purge. There is a reason why Dekmantel keeps inviting him back; he OOZES good times. From the moment he takes to the stage to the minute he ejects his USB stick you will laugh, dance and cry tears of joy as he Pied Piper’s the shit out of everyone.
Look, it’s going to be good, and currently selling at the sweet price of a crisp pineapple ($50), this really should be on your schedule if you’re in town.
