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White Russians and Cinnaman

Bowling with Colors

White Russians and Cinnaman

11-02-2014 | 16.55

“Sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there.”
 
The atmosphere was stiff with competitive spirit on Friday night at Trouw’s newly inaugurated Lebowski bowling lanes. Competition winners Juriaan, Veerle and Floor were completely un-intimidated by their Colors opponents, with Floor claiming, with not the slightest hint of modesty that they intended to win. It was Colors who showed the first bit of form however as Lucas Nieuwenhuijsen opened up with a strike, drawing first blood. He does have a home turf advantage after all.
 
Starting out as an elevator operator for 11, Lucas’ history with Trouw stretches back as far as its own roots and provided the foundation for Colors, a night he founded with Volcmar Lammers and Yuri Boselie (Cinnaman) just over 3 years ago. Finding a natural affiliation with that UK bass sound at first, they soon appropriated a diverse booking strategy. In a previous interview Volcmar declared that Colors’ intention has always been “to just book cool stuff”. The guys are always on the pulse of electronic dance music in their selection and, like the Dude, they are able to encapsulate any current trends in one well-defined package. Night Slugs, Steffi, Bashmore and Ben UFO are some of the names that have featured on the Colors flyer and it looks like Blawan and Jackmaster will be next to join the fray.
 
For Friday night however there was only one man on the bill… Cinnaman. He seems somewhat relaxed before his monumental 7 hour set, even if his bowling doesn’t quite confirm it. His first two balls go straight in the gutter, and the competition takes advantage immediately with Juriaan only leaving a single spare.
 
Cinnaman has been putting his set together for tonight and it is no surprise he might be a bit distracted. He’s brought “a lot of new stuff”, but when I try and get a name out of him he draws a blank. He has so much music running around in his thought process that it’s hard to pick a certain track that stands out. It all comes together though for the Colors DJ when he’s back behind the decks doing what he does best. He is a “DJ and not a bowler” after all. But even as a DJ an all-night set is no easy achievement. Yuri claims that he goes through various “phases of thought” and distracts himself with everyday things until its time to pick the next track. In a recent Thump article he shares something of his music selection, but he claims even this basic breakdown of a Cinnaman set is not concrete and there is always room for “changes anyway”. As I later watch him switching up music that reflects the diversity of any Colors night I can’t really discern how he goes through his different distractions when everything fits so well together. By 1am a steady beat at around the 125BPM mark is pulsating through the already packed dance-floor of Trouw’s main room.
 
“Hey, careful, man, there's a beverage here!”
 
Earlier, during the height of the bowling competition, the white Russians were going down a treat in true Lebowski fashion. Volcmar was M.I.A as a result, which was unfortunate since Yuri had to take his place. The DJ just could not catch a break on the bowling lanes. The scoring was also somewhat controversial at this point, as the teams appeared to be scoring themselves favourably rather than accurately. But, it is safe to say that it was definitely neck and neck. Volcmar eventually does return and utilises his aggressive style in picking off spares like they are going out of fashion.
 
I wonder why with a host of DJs ready to play for any Colors night, they have decided to put the responsibility squarely on the shoulders of Cinnaman for this night. It’s definitely not helping his bowling game. Lucas claims that it is an annual affair, and that “Yuri likes to do it”. He confirms that he takes pleasure in “building an energy through (his) sets” but he has no particular preference either way.
 
By 2am the energy is at its peak on the main dance floor. Volcmar gives a shout-out to Cinnaman through Trouw’s PA and the crowd respond in kind as the DJ filters out a bridge just before he drops an immense earth-shattering kick through the bass bins. At this point, I think the Colors crew are rinsing everything they can out of Trouw’s system to the delight of their audience. The genre shifting mix steps it up a notch as a vocal sample declaring “its time” inaugurates the beginning of a new techno track, shortly followed by a few bass numbers starting with Lil Silva. It is an eclectic display of musical range that echoes DJs like Oneman and Jackmaster. You are always guaranteed a good selection of music when showing up at any Colors night, no matter who’s on the flyer.
 
“Fuck it, Dude, let's go bowling.”
 
So, who won the bowling match? Well, in a truly Walter Sobchak calamity moment, the machine that picks up the pins broke down. Who broke it? That’s still unclear and I am not accusing anyone for the sake of unwelcomed retribution. I will however chalk up this victory to the challengers, Juriaan, Vleere and Floor. I think Colors will agree too.
 
They’ve had a good thing going for some time and I’m sure they’ll be happy to secede victory on this occasion. The short, but impressive history has given the Colors crew international acclaim with people flocking to the night from all over the world for a taste. Its collaboration with Trouw seems like a match made in heaven. From the selection of DJs right down (or up) to the colourful lighting display, this partnership fits like a glove. Unfortunately there is an end in sight and it’s still unsure how both parties will adapt when Trouw eventually closes its doors, but that ‘s in a distant future that we will ignore for the moment. For now lets just enjoy what they have to offer and lap it up for as long as we can. See you on the 7th of March!
 
“I don't know about you but I take comfort in that. It's good knowin' he's out there. The Dude. Takin' 'er easy for all us sinners.”
 
Text: Mischa Mathys