Friday 13 March 2009

Omar S disses on Ricardo Villalobos



The latest Fabric installment is from a slightly unknown entity, the vaguely mysterious Omar S. No, me neither but according to reports, Mr S has been swaggering round Detroit for a number of years making real men’s techno and shooting his mouth off. He sounds like a top bloke and genuinely mental.

Check out the Resident Advisor interview with the man in preparation for the release. Omar has ‘done a Villalobos’ as it’s now known by filling his Fabrish mix with his own productions. Whether this move is an act of great narcissism, bravado or a bold statement of intent he was obviously unaware that it had been done previously. And he’s not happy.

RA: How has the mix been received?

Omar S: “You read the shit people are saying already about the Fabric Mix? A few assholes are talking about "Oh, Omar-S. He did the same thing as Ricardo Vi-vi--...." whatever the fuck he's called. I don't even know who Ricardo Willalobo is. I ain't start hearing his name till like a year ago. Who the fuck is that? So how would I know what he did for Fabric? I don't even know how to say his last name, why would I bite off of him?”

Check the full interview here. It is worth it.

1 comment:

Joe Ruckus said...

GAAAHH! You better be reachin this one son, Omar-S has got it all worked out! Huge billing! I'm guessin one reason for his seemingly churlish comments could just be cos of his relative isolation - that could be genuine indifference to /ignorance of Villalobos. O-S only releases on his own label (all a them are killer releases), keeps his company close, is much more involved in the sssssoul flavo[u]rs of the steel belt than the rigidly technicals... And then add to that the fact that Villalobos hasn't played anywhere in the US for years and years for political reasons. So although the US Europhile listeners are locked into RV's sounds, he doesn't have quite the same penetration as artists who do drag themselves round all the states.

++ I'm diggin the >frequency postage these days. Word it up. BANG.