Precocious maestros of the mash-up, this Ballarat duo turned the Karova Lounge in their home town into a battlestar bunker from which to launch their party blitzkrieg, or maybe it was more like a street party version of a jumping-Castle Greyskull. There are few survivors to confirm the details. They do have the power.
These land locked mariners of fortune cut and drop as fast as you can dance, DJ kleptomaniacs moving so quick you can only catch a blur of the scene of the crime and the good time that ensues and brews on a night running so hot right now, phew.
Landlubbers adrift in a sea of carnival seek mermaids to share good times which seem to never ever stop, nice boys gone pirate mix so many melodies you know so tight they become one new sound, all their very own.
The lads have moved on up to make late-night festival slots into their rumpus room of joy. It seems the Yacht Club DJs cannot be stopped. You will see. And if you can't beat them?
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