Picture an anxious Dave Nada just about to step behind the decks of a lil cuzz's basement house party in the suburbs of summer DC. It's a school day, but the kids are out and a handful of brews have them wasted as fuck wildin' out to dead reggaeton beats. But Dave, 1 half of Nadastrom, plays house. A genre opposite in the bpm spectrum, with a whole different groove and attitude. The last thing on his mind is clearing a dancefloor and imploding the spicy vibes of a sweaty basement filled with jail bait teenagers....
