What happens when you become a victim of your own success? Well for the people behind the now infamous Kabal parties, the decision was to go back to the roots of the rave. Eschewing social media, the event was advertised via their original email list, using a name used for a previous generation of soirees. The party took place in an intimate raw industrial shell on the fringe of Sheffield’s city centre and the capacity was a mere 350 people. These restrictions meant that Rude Movements was closer to the Kabals of old and the danger that party was going to turn into a one (young) man show has been averted. True, there were a lot of younger clubbers at the party to hear Tee on home soil, but there was also a reassuring number of older faces. The bottom line is that a party without an injection of youth would fizzle out and die, and Kabal is so special because its DJs and crowd span three musical generations.
Selectors Pipes, Tee and special guest Checan held court in the main room, with lyricist DRS adding just the right amount of MC patter. Musically, there was the usual mix of bass heavy electronic grooves from all ages and subgenres. Highs included DJ Krust’s flying Warhead and Roots Manuva’s awesome Witness. As ever, the atmosphere was electric and the sound perfect, with bassline after bassline rattling ribcages. The room was in pretty much complete darkness, making it difficult to see the person stood directly next to you, never mind the other end of the room. As ever, this room was full for the majority of the night and the smell of sweat mixed with skunk predominated.
Moving out into the brightly lit bar area showed the diversity of the crowd. Girls in hotpants and heavy make up rubbed shoulders with moody looking guys in luxury fashions T shirts, student types and seasoned clubbers. Another element that makes Kabal or Rude Movements such a vibrant party is the variety of people it attracts. People of all backgrounds and races can get down together without a hint of trouble. A huge black guy in a sharp white suit took his job as toilet attendant very seriously, as people queued for the basic but usable restroom facilities.
Upstairs were various chill out spots and the red draped second room. Guests The Colonel and Andy Newcombe did a good enough effort of warming up the crowd with discoid and soulful tunes like the Gap Band’s sublime Outstanding and Roy Ayers' Love Will Bring Us Back Together. However, Kabal mainstay the FMG blew away the competition with a blistering set of synthy grooves and funked up house offerings. An updated cover of Inner City’s perennial Good Life provided the peak of his set.
Rude Movements proved that success doesn’t have to mean compromise. This was a party as exciting as the Kabals of old. It reinforced how the synthesis of old and new is at the root of why this nomadic event remains so special.