You'll never get rid of me.

I'm still hooked.

After last weekend's epic return, I realized my heart still beats hard and fast in Montreal. Teetering behind the DJ booth (aka fold-out community centre tables) with Shay and DL watching Hatch and Merk melt minds at the sloppier-than-slutty afterparty for Friday's double-cooked Justice showdown was pure magic. Really took me back to the early days of hussling moog gear up and down stairs, printing a handful of handmade flyers and hitting the streets all day and night just to fill a sweaty little loft with fucked up friends who'll party till the cops come home. Fun is paramount. Hence the stamp-letter throw-back on the Shalloween the Third flyer, PEER PRESSURE USED TO PRINT OUR FLYERS BY HAND ONE AT A TIME! LIKE, FOR REAL!

I can't wait for Friday, Shalloween is our only party where just fam plays allllll night, and given the cracked-outfits that glow in our crowd on a normal night, Shalloween always guarantees an acid trip of get-ups to get down with. I'm def going as my own dancefloor, COME EARLY!!!

Keep your ears peeled for Jewstice, I'm refining my Hebrew to join Hatch behind the neon star of David in 2010.

Love you Montreal,

Liam Oscar Thurston the First