It's spring. No one is perfect. (I fucked up, pretty bad)
The mix starts slow, the dancefloor is full, you fill the room with fog, people keep dancing, slowly. You continue with moody stuff, after 2-3 songs, only few people are left on the dancefloor. You play one song, and everyone knows you mean business. It's stomping and dancing time.
It's 50:50 new vs. "old".
