My Friend Steven

Hello  my fellow people, my dear and  kind podomatic friends and all house music lovers! Happened so, that passed enough much time since I published some of  my musical stuff here – and nevertheless, very many and many people took interest and continue to be interested in my modest musical resource. In one of gloomy and cold winter days I have an idea to make the new compilation and devote it exactly to you, my dear friends, occurred me on this resource, and also to all, who some time visited or yet will visit my page. A subject of this work will be a few to fall short of the originally declared basic style of this podcast – but because surrounding reality now appears somehow overcrowded a city grayness, motion and moisture, I decided to draw this musical picture more bright and use more warm and positive colors – in fact it  never are superfluous in our confused world, and every track in it deserves the special attention and has an influence in one or another episode of my life. I want to describe a bit more of the atmosphere of this work, deciding to describe a little more every track on it. 1. Dion Mavath – Keep on loving me (original mix) This track first I heard on a thematic evening-party, devoted Day of all falling in love, and he simply charmed me its  beauty and sensuality. And subsequent after him a romantic acquaintance compelled forever to write down him  in the personal book of the most bright and pleasant flashbacks. 2. Jazzloungers feat. Johanna Olarte – Amor (Instrumental mix) Warm and very atmospheric work which I heard in one club on the distant-distant South coast. I forever will memorize  that wonderful evening, sunset on a sea, breathing of serenity, happiness and heartfelt comfort. First evening at the seaside after long years, conducted in fuss and grayness of enormous city. 3. Sultan feat. Zara – No why (original mix) Very romantic and heartfelt work, gap-filling the drop of the easiest sadness.  Probably, so people feel, sincerely and firmly loving each other, when a brief separation coming them. I very liked to play this track by winter evenings in little and  comfortable cafe, where sincere and strong senses gave birth by the warm light of conflagrant candles. 4. Frou Frou – Breathe In (Watkins Full vocal mix) Waterfall of euphoric senses and gladness – my first impression from this work was just the same – first I heard him in distant 2002 in autumn, when in our city arrived on a tour famous DJ Sanchez from Moscow, thus in a club I got quite by chance – there is a fight in the street happened between those people, who sold tickets on his appearance, and those, who wanted to get on him – in a street fight tickets were dropped out, and at the first sounds of police siren all fighting people scattered, quite forgetting about them, complimenting with me mass of the most pleasant impressions and wonderful night in one of the most beautiful clubs of city. 5. Anastacia – One day in your life (Mash classic mix) I remember  that moment until now, when I first heard this wonderful and very pozitive track – at that time I served in an  goverment army forces and was on leave. In the first day I left on opening of new club – it was most more strict forbidden though for me.  My reason yet was in a state of absolute cold, cruelty and complete aloofness – an army reality in our country always lays on any man, getting in it, this characteristic and loathsome imprint. Walking on the ground floor of  this club and still in it disbelieving that I here, but not after an old army fence, I walked up the first floor on main dancefloor – and stopped beating from a pleasant surprise – on the turntables  was  playing the legednary houseman DJ Mitya - the living legend of house-music in our city and one of most oldest pioneers of club motion in our country. DJ Mitya, dressed in a stylish cloak and real cowboy knee-boots, elegantly and easy put a needle on the first plate – and I appeared simply in to paradise and staying there all night long! 6. Filippo Fedetto feat. Midnite Fellas – A good time (Peter Pleser Straight to the floor Remix) In those times, when I was the resident of the little and comfortable DJ cafe in the center of our city, I liked to begin my sets just the same music – easy, beautiful and merry. When people yet only began to feel circumferential their comfortable and warm friendly atmosphere, and their eyes became lighter and kinder, and a mood rose steadily. It is one of the most pleasant and light flashbacks, which always causes a kind smile and positive for me. 7. Bigfella feat. Noel Mccalla – Beautiful (Battery park remix) This cheerful and positive work reflects the that unforgettable atmosphere of holiday, which reigned on Birthday my acquainted girl, DJ and promoter Anna Jeneva. This was unforgettable and shocking night, gap-filling bright paints, nightly fires, stormy emotions and enormous amount of the invited guests. 8. Bongoloverz feat. An-Tonic – The spirit of house (Bongoloverz house mix) It is one of my same sweet one of house tracks and my first-ever vinyl plate which I purchased and which played in beginning of one private, but very  violent and numerous night party. After this party the home was necessary to do complete major repairs – I got to know the veritable drive of real vinyl DJ-ing process at the  first time in motion. 9. Barry White – Let the music play (Frank Omoiraghi club mix) In concluding this legendary work this little set, I want to tell a little more in detail about it. This wonderful and life-affirming track again breathed into my soul - One day, far to the south, completely spiritually broken and devastated, I was walking along the promenade of the sea town of bright and thought with horror, as I live on - morally downtrodden, devoted and reused by people who I thought was the best of friends.  I was on the very brink of insanity, nasty feeling the end of the steel grip squeezing my throat, not giving a breath, I looked about pointless, as if waiting for help from someone or something, but I understood that it is useless. I have not seen anything about myself - not any other people, not  the bottomless blue sky or a bright southern sun ...  I have no strength  for walk to the nearest life-saving shade - I slowly walked on the sunny street, and did not understand where I'm going and why, and what will happen next ... And when despair and madness is almost completely flooded my soul and I was completely drowned in this ocean of misery, grief and despair, I heard a profound and far-bass, low and very high quality, almost to the limit of my auditory perception. It rhythmically pumping like calling me to him like a reinforcement beacon of the Space Marines. Somewhere nearby was working rhythmically powerful and very strong subwoofer. Something in my heart trembled faint gleam of hope, now involved is not clear from where, and my legs themselves have suffered me to that place. It was a large club right on the waterfront - people were not particularly large, mostly sat in the lounge area and enjoy the beautiful sea view - and of course the music .... For a chic bar, where the equipment was placed a solid audio setup, the DJ was playing. He is not just turning the plates one after another, he revealed all his own soul, and gave just indescribable range of positive emotions. He played brilliantly, easily, like a maestro, and it seemed that the music is now spill and carry around all up in the bottomless blue sky full of sunshine and joy. I stood there stunned, feeling like my soul eagerly absorbs it all like a weary traveler in the desert, after many days of uncompromising thirst miraculously found an oasis of lush greenery ... life forces very quickly back to me, the desire to live again fiercely awake, I just melted in the elastic flow of sound and rhythm, nothing and no one around to notice. And then the DJ started to play this vinyl plate. When I heard the melody seemed to me that behind me wings. When Barry White was started to sing, these wings are startled, and I was literally thrown into the sky of eyfory. I'm sure that I am laughed and cried at the same time - such a powerful sense of happiness I had never before experienced, and felt myself the happiest man in the world. The huge flow of thoughts, emotions and feelings broke through a dam and flooded the perception of a flurry of my soul, forcing it to reborn again. And I remember, distinctly remember this particular moment came to me very clear understanding of exactly what – that it is  mine. I decided at all costs to be a DJ and was a hundred percent sure that this is my right and informed choice. I have left the club in the morning when the sun gently woke sea surface, opening a new chapter in my life and a new day at the seaside. I dedicate this mix to all my friends here at Podomatic, heartly wishing  happiness, joy, love and success in self-actualization to to all yours. Stay always strong, my friends, and the Force be with you!   With great respect and love to you, my dear friends here   Arthur Sabarov

HELLO MY FRIENDS AND DEEP HOUSE LOVERS! Today I want to present for your attention my next, the nightly mix. If to talk about that little history which inspired me to create him, I remembered it quite by chance, going for a walk in one of old central boroughs of my city. Once a long time ago, when I was a timid and poor student, I returned home after a big nervous and heavy study day. In grey town, among gloomy and the same grey people it became quite sadly for me, and long raw the winter ahead yet more forced a melancholy in my soul. On habit I heaved up a head, directing a look upwards, because when I look into the sky it is always helped me to rid of similar ideas, but saw above itself only the dark old plastic of ceiling of carriage of subway. So I rode enough long, submerging in a stupor and reflecting about the gloomy future, as suddenly on one of stops a girl come into the vagoon... She stood quite alongside, on the prolate hand, but the place around was hammered in all space of people, and I could look over she only, incessantly to admire... It seemed to me on a that moment, that She was an angel from a parallel universe, from the world of beauty, fashion and unbelievable success. She seemed that it just some unknown a way penetrated here straight from Paris, from a city which is world the capital of style and elegance -She was incredibly beautiful, graceful and looked very much, very much stylish - moreover, I noticed in surprise, that all my gloomy ideas had abandoned me and I absorbed in itself the that most powerful energy which came from from She, as if a sponge. Time swiftly increased at the run, and She fluttered on one of stops, ridding of the world of boredom, grayness and darkness. Not knowing why, I went out right behind her, making way through densely standings the row of people. I followed after her immediately, distance all was increased between you and her, and I wanted just yet some time to look at her, She is simple to look, as if proving itself, that not all circumferential so grey, as majority from this... She turned one corner, then after other, and suddenly I lost her ...She disappeared from my eyeshot similarly suddenly, as well as appeared...I simply stood on a sidewalk, one in the quite empty street, feeling, as crisp frosty air gets over me, and the world does not seem already such oppressive, although night reigned in the street. Much time passed since, and sometimes, at night, when I walk around a becoming empty town, I sometimes feel in my soul a Call...Certain Call which I hear only at night... Call far, call of the own soul, call inexpressible mysterious and wonderful... The Call of the Night...

HELLO MY FELLOW PEOPLE AND ALL DEEP HOUSE LOVERS!         Once I have a long walk on nightly Paris, searching one address, which, as turned out then, appeared invented. In the street was cool enough rawly, but charmed the nightly fires of this wonderful city, on the walk I not nearly noticed inconveniences. Finally, a desire to relax and a bit get warm finally scored off above me, and I decided to have a drink coffee in some little cafe which would appear nearby.        On one of posts I noticed the bright playbill of one establishment - in spite of the fact that I own French worse than ever, I understood that this place was quite alongside – around corner the nearest bias building.Going round his facade, I noticed a massive stone semi-basement, the soft red fires of nightly neon of which temptingly invited to call inward. The included in establishment costed 50 euro - this fact is strong intrigued me - I opened a massive door and paying off with three security, entered inward, in the small hall inundated ultraviolet. Inwardly smelled club smoke, bitterish-sour fragrances and a bit burnt cinnamon.        At once I was met by a bare high mulatto and passionately swiped an outerwear from me - inwardly there was very much warmly.... Passing inward, I sit down in a deep arm-chair, and a bare waitress stole up unnoticed to me, concluding me in her hands and whispering on an ear - what will order? I ordered the coffee...Getting a soft, but extraordinarily excitant kiss in a reward, I began to wait an order which was brought very quickly. In establishment the viscous played and weakening lounge, little podiums on which in dance bare girls accepted erotic and sexual poses stood at every dinner-wagon, imitating passion and desire... Someone closed eyes to me very softly... In French someone affectionately whispered something to me on an ear...        I will not tell that was after...I abandoned this establishment of hour through three...or four... absolutely not sparing about the spent money and time, giving one's itself word that some time necessarily will go back into this place... Paris... Yes, a classic was right...Paris is memorized forever... Forever...

HELLO MY FELLOW FRIENDS & DEEPHOUSE LOVERS! Quite recently I got a letter from one very famous man with which I had to become acquainted on one of congresses on martial arts, which passed a few years back in Japan. On my enormous surprise, he did not not only renounce to have a talk with me but also told about many and many interesting things, touching both the applied aspects of martial arts and some spiritual practices which gave birth in the monasteries of India and Tibet. After it our roads divided, and a few years I for some reason not nearly reminisced it. However, as this man said me once, if you live and have spiritual hunger – that you live rightly – circumstances in my life were folded so, that I again reminisced him and simply wrote him a letter, not especially hoping on a reverse answer – even because after expiration of so protracted term of time he could it is simple to forget about me. A month passed however, two, and in one gloomy cold autumn morning I found out in the mailbox the whimsically decorated envelope with by a great number the semiworn out postal stamps – as appeared, on the way to me this letter rounded the half of earth almost. Below I will bring his fragment over: Hello Arthur! You are now in falling in to disappear, which does not have a bottom. The unique method not to lose itself and remain by itself in such situation is in a root to revise a look to surrounding reality and operate. To operate, even saving rest, even being in inaction. A way of strengthening of own body and rise of own spirit will be long, not simple and difficult. However as well as any Way Up, it can not be simple,easy and fast . Patience, faith and permanent practice, are basic instruments for your advancement on this stage. Now you have nowhere to hurry. Patience is needed in an order to continue practices and move upstairs constantly and purposefully. Your state of spirit in this not simple for you period must remind a little monastery, forgotten deeply in impassable mountains. Only complete distraction from temptations of outward things, and powerful internal concentration will help you not to lose this state and not hammered together from a correct way. Learn thinly to feel this state and always to be in him. State of dead certainty in itself and deep spiritual comfort. Faith your in your complete convalescence must be stronger than rocks which hundreds of years are ground smooth by beach-combers. Faith in itself must be yet stronger. It means that you must not lose feeling of internal force in circumstances which now seem to you insuperable foremost. Your primary purpose now is only one – to obtain an excellent physical health by all means. You must aim with might and main to it, not sparing itself not in the least degree, not indulging even to the least temptations. Results will be not immediately, but will be necessarily. Not despair. A way to real Force always lies through loneliness and darkness. Your personal internal force, faith and strength of mind, and also it will be helped to choose your heart you faithful way and to overcome all difficulties, arising up on him, masterly and with honour. Be always faithful itself and you will be always quiet and strong! I sincerely trust that you will be able to score a success on your difficult, but necessary and respected business. With King regards, your Friend and Teacher Steven Seagal. T R A C K L I S T 1. Natural noise of nightly steppe nearby the mountains of Chzhe Goang 2. David Parsons – K2 3. Terry Lee Brown Jr. – Ocean of Joy 4. Sono – Keep Control(JC downpitch mix) 5. Pryda – Balaton 6. The Shapeshifters – Chime(Martin Ten Velden remix) 7. Energy 52 – Café Del Mar(Michael Woods out of office remix) 8. Komytea – Professional killers 9. Dan Mangan – Resorcerer 10. Jim Rivers – Empathy 11. Paul Keeley – A sort of homecoming(original mix)

HELLO MY FRIENDS & DEEPHOUSE LOVERS! …In this weekend the wave of festivals of one interesting holiday which called «Halloween» swept all over the world. My acquainted promoter(woman) invited me a bit to play in one very chic and fashionable hotel, where convention of some European union passed on development of rights for women or something such in this family. In the morning and in the day-time this women were engaged in the various lady businesses, and in the evening they had a launch and entertaining measures on the program. But as appeared in place, it was not quite ordinary convention exceptionally for the European ladies… …Enormous chic number, shining parquet, snow-white marble, gilt, mother-of-pearl-black granite, bronze and dark wood of massive antiqueing furniture, dark claret portieres, most soft carpets, barely perceptible smell of the refined tobacco and perturbing is an attracting loop of lady perfumes… …Lights goes out, and the ultraviolet illuminating from beneath of turntables has only a very small lighting effect... On an enormous carpet in the middle numbers are whimsically interlaced a few bare womanish bodies... There was the greatest, the perverted and passionate lesbian orgy in the highest degree… Playing tracks for me was not easy in this situation, when before eyes such is created… To remain attentive, it is necessary to put enormous efforts…. So proceeds a few hours, the pack of the real imported cigarettes melts quickly.. I was played already all my vinyls and reserve CD’s go to motion… When all ends, it is simply very desirable to sleep – like a traveller in the desert wants the water… I arrive home, fall on a trestle-bed, and barely closing eyes, fall asleep. After all these businesses for some reason a sea dreams me again … T R A C K L I S T 1. Swayzak – French Dub 2. G-Family – EP1 (Deep Jazz mix) 3. Mousse T – Toscana (Loco Dice remix) 4. Ian Pooley – Heat (feat. Perry Colo) 5. Phonique and Kiloo – The Passion(Manuel Tur and Dplay remix) 6. Ian Pooley - It's You 7. Herb LF – Down To The Sound 8. Palm Skin productions – Magnetic north(original mix) 9. Vincenzo vs. Phonique – Dining rooms 10. Ferdy and Edwin Mulder – A love in Paris(original mix) 11. Scope – All night long

HELLO MY FELLOW FRIENDS & DEEPHOUSE LOVERS! …There is Crimea on a peninsula, in an inconceivably wonderful and sun place, on his South coast, a beautiful little town lies uniquely under the name Simeiz. This place is full ancient legends, myths and histories, it is gap-filling the inconceivable interlacing of cultural inheritance of the most various ancient civilizations. Simeiz deeping in an always green pine-needle, satiating the same air by such marvellous aroma, that, it would seem, what next will do the pair of deep inhalations, and will live always, as well known immortal hero Dunkan Macleod. First time I trapped to Simeiz by a late summer evening at the end of August, finding oneself in the main street, gap-filling inconceivable motion and drive, fires, still human din, loud laughter, fervent screaming, navy blue nightly sky and bright moonlight. Air, gap-filling the bitterish aroma of ubiquitous pine-needle, measured went up on a foot-hill, driven in the most fresh breeze which blew directly from the sea… I stood among crowd, and it seemed that fully, fully dissolved in it, and I did not want to return back, in the initial state, that again will find oneself in loneliness, in private with the own world and ideas… There was nothing gloomy in the soul, depressed, oppressive, all that is a characteristic to force our modern cities. I as though countermarched in time, in the stormy youth, when life was cloudless and merry, and the future promised the most iridescent prospects…And now, after many months, it the state and this place sometimes dreams me, dreams brightly, colourfully, to unendurable sharp pain in the soul, beckoning to itself, and this call is felt stronger than all exactly then, when night comes. I want to devote this small set this remarkable place and that fairy-tale atmosphere which constantly is in him – in fact actually my soul already constantly is in Simeize, only on 11 months moving temporally in the place of present distribution…