[The Audiofiles] Another Night Out, Another Dance Floor with Late Night Alumni and DJ Firefly


Last Friday night, hundreds of eager, friendly faces crowded into Orange County’s Yost Theater for a musical treat.  For the first time almost a year, down tempo house sensation Late Night Alumni was slotted for a headlining set with support from local talent DJ Firefly and A Baum.  In the last decade, Late Night Alumni have championed their own unique style of downtempo, ambient electronic music that incorporates equal parts electronic production and organic instrumentation. Originally a quartet with Ryan Raddon of Kaskade fame, Late Night Alumni currently tours as a duo – angelic vocalist Becky Jean Williams with John Hancock, a prolific producer, with Finn Bjarnson occasionally making it a trio.

DJ Firefly kick-started the evening with a proper punch and pizazz.  A California transplant originally from Michigan, Firefly lit up the night with an eclectic mix of deep, tech and progressive house you couldn’t help but bounce around to.  From 10pm to close, the mood was set at a magnificent high as the vibrations from the speakers matched the energy on the dance floor.

Up next, DJ ABaum took the decks, ebbing and flowing through bass heavy EDM bangers – leaving the crowd wistfully wondering how the night would segue into Late Night Alumni.


As Becky Jean Williams‘ ethereal vocals dazzled the audience, I found myself equally entranced by John Hancock’s expert skill with the multitudes of instruments on stage, including an electric piano, violin and a Thermin.  After seeing Oliver Huntemann live on a ReacTable a few years back  in Los Angeles, I’ve been prepared for almost any instrument to be brought out on stage, but the Thermin was novel – and I was impressed.


Live performances are the blue moons of EDM shows, with a set magnificently strung together with purpose, pride and passion.  Throughout the night, Late Night Alumni found a way through their entire anthology of hits, mixing newer tunes from their 5th and latest studio album, Eclipse – released on Kaskade’s Arkade imprint, and of course some oldies but goodies like Empty Streets and 4AM.  


Photography by Daniel Leist / Daniel Leist Photography

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For more on Late Night Alumni, DJ ABaum or Firefly, head to their socials –

Late Night Alumni: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Soundcloud

DJ A-BAUM: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Soundcloud

DJ Firefly: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Soundcloud







[Doing It Right] How To Fight USPS On a Lost Package

“Whoever said that money can’t buy happiness, simply didn’t know where to go shopping.”
Bo Derek


I’ll be the first to admit it, I love a good bout of e-tail therapy.  There’s nothing quite as satisfying as sitting in the comfort of your domain, messy bun toppling to the side while in remnants of last night’s outfit opting for your next purchase.   Whether it’s a snazzy new top, a fantastic read, art supplies or a gadget for the kitchen – I get excited, excited like a five year old on Christmas ready to rip through to their first present.
mermaidBut let’s be real for a second, not every package comes in tact – or at all. I’ve recently discovered just how frustrating it can be trying to reconcile a lost package, and it gives a whole new meaning to going ‘Postal‘.

A few months ago while living the festival life, my girlfriends dubbed themselves the ‘Mermaid Mafia’ – and from that, our Halloween costume has pretty much been etched in stone. We all went our separate ways to procure our wears, and for me that meant heading to ETSY.  Within minutes, I had my sights set on the most perfect pair of shimmery, deep purple, mermaid scale leggings from Roberta Basics; they always have killer gear and I was stoked to finally be purchasing some of it.  But when I finally clicked on that elusive green purchase button, I had no clue the agonizing adventure I had ahead of me.

The last week of August I saw ETSY send out a shipping notice and eagerly counted down the days to arrival; literally ready to pounce on that package like a hungry kitten.  On Monday, August 31st a little notification popped up on my phone and immediately I sprinted down the stairs, smile on my face, flung open the mailbox door…and….nothing.  Not just no package, but no mail, no junk mail, which for a Monday was bizarre.  I looked at my phone again, delivery notification staring me flat in the face, and back into the empty metal box that was begging to be pleasantly full.
dragonsUnsure of what to do, I waited until Tuesday – thinking maybe it’d been misplaced and would arrive with the mail the next day; yet, still – our mailbox remained empty and an uneasy feeling crept into my stomach. I felt like Khalessi in Game of Thrones; where were my fucking dragons?! Finally, Wednesday rolls around – the mailbox has assorted junk in it but nothing of worth, and our regular mail lady let on that on Monday there was a new guy on duty. Instead of just throwing my hands in the air and accepting defeat by mail, I got a bug up my sleeve and decided that wasn’t the way those leggings were going out.

Filing a Complaint with USPS

From the second you notice something is wrong with your mail – you want to do two things: start making a log and then give USPS a call.  The log might seem tedious at the time, but later when you’re attempting to refute a claim it’s completely necessary.  For the record, USPS – or as I’ll refer to them from now on, US-POS has one of the most obnoxious automated phone lines I’ve ever dealt with when trying to follow up on a claim, but setting one up is relatively easy.  The first thing you’ll want to do is call 1-800-275-8777 (1-800-ASK-USPS).

Because you need to talk to a real person and not a computer, don’t wait for their automation  to spit out a lucky number for you to press; instead, hit 0 repeatedly and say either “Complaint” or “Operator”.  Just trust me, you’ll be dealt with a whole lot faster.  Be sure you have your tracking number handy and walk them through your entire log; at least at the end of my call, I had a very nice woman on the phone give me a confirmation number for my problem.  Each confirmation number starts with your state ID followed by a 10 digit ID number (for example, mine is CA124550061). Hold onto this like the holy grail, you’ll need it! You’ll also want to snag the number to the local post office that delivered your mail so you can put in a formal inquiry through them. If you are having trouble finding it, head here. When you talk to your local Post Office branch, be aware that they can track your package’s whereabouts using GPS coordinates, don’t be afraid to ask them to hunt this down!

Filing a Claim against USPS Online

Even though you can file a formal complaint with USPS within days of your grievance, to file a claim online you have to wait 15 days to file a claim and have up to 60 days after your item was shipped to do so. First off, sign up for an account with USPS, don’t worry – it’s a free service. To file a claim, go here and have all your information at the ready: complaint number, tracking number, purchasing information and retail cost. You’ll need to sign up for an account so you can go back and check in on your claim. And don’t be dismayed if your claim is denied – I’ve already been denied twice and am proudly on my second appeal. In future dealings with USPS, make sure you always elect for insurance – you never know the potential headache you’re saving yourself!

Do you have your own personal Post Office horror story?  Or maybe some neat tricks and tips up your sleeve? Let me know in the comments below!

[The Audiofiles] Celebrate the Century Club Desert Hearts Style With 100 Hours of House, Techno and Love


This coming November, take to the hills and gaze under the stars while the Desert Hearts team celebrates a three terrific years of House, Techno and Love in beautiful Southern California. For 100 hours straight, the hottest stars in the House, Progressive and Techno scenes will flood the airwaves as we celebrate one stage, one sound, one vibe and one love with a community of conscious partygoers. From Thursday November 5 through Monday, November 9th – don your festival duds, get your party pants ready and prepare to groove with new friends and family from all over the United States. Tickets for Desert Hearts’ Fall romp are on sale starting today, snag ’em now!

Purchase Tickets HereLast year, Audiofly vs M.A.N.D.Y., Atish, Tara Brooks, Jamie Schwabl and Blond:ish stole the show alongside Desert Hearts residents Mikey Lion, Porkchop, Marbs, Lee Reynolds and Deep Jesus deep in the heart of the beautiful Los Coyotes Indian Reservation and we can’t wait to head back! Keep it locked on The DJ List for the full lineup, releasing soon!

Relive the Spring Desert Hearts Festival here.

RSVP on Facebook and get the whole squad in on the fun!  For more on Desert Hearts, follow them on social media –

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[The Audiofiles] Make Wednesdays Wobble at LA’s Low End Theory


Basking in the success of their second annual Low End Theory Festival, Los Angeles’ Low End Theory stands as the wobbliest weekly Wednesday night adventure in town. Reveling in rambunctious lineups, stacked to the brim for your listening pleasure, their calendar perpetually showcases blossoming local talent alongside international stars and talented residents Daddy Kev, Nobody, Nocando and The Gaslamp Killer. Beyond their weekly gigs in the City of Angels, Low End Theory heads to Japan on a quarterly basis and bounces off to San Francisco, New York City and even off to Europe every once in a blue moon. With Echo Park’s The Airliner as their home base, the Low End Theory Squad has cemented more than just a name for themselves on the West Coast, they’ve started a movement, paying homage the fusion of Hip Hop within Dance Music with Glitch Hop, Future Bass and Experimental Dub.

With almost nine years under their belt, their underground following has catapulted them to international acclaim while refusing to go mainstream – letting the artists and their work marinate within the counter-culture and breed creativity within the dance music community. Artists like The Glitch Mob, Flying Lotus, Nosaj Thing, Baths, Thom Yorke, Erykah Badu, Earl Sweatshirt, Mr. Carmack, Daedelus and TOKiMONSTA have all graced the decks at Low End Theory, leaving a strong legacy of auditory taste-makers behind. For a closer look at the ethos of Low End Theory, go ‘Looking for the Perfect Beat’ in a documentary produced by founder Daddy Kev and Music Documentarian Matthew F. Smith.

Low End Theory is gearing up for their 9 year anniversary, coming in hot on October 14. Don’t sleep on this wonderful occasion, snag your tickets now and get wobbly with your Wednesday.

RSVP HereTonight, join in on the fun with Daddy Kev, The Gaslamp Killer, Nocando and Nobody as they’re joined by TEEBS, DAYE JACK, OICHO and B.R.E.E.D! The Airliner is 18+ to Dance, and 21 to drink with a $10 cover at the door. Featuring house regulars TeachingMachine on visual duties and Pure Filth with sound reinforcement, it promises to be one wonky evening!

For more on the Low End Theory – head to their socials:

Low End Theory: Website | Facebook | Twitter

[Traveling Tales] Admiring Oregon’s Multnomah Falls

“We need the tonic of wildness…At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.”
Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

Seasons have changed, the months have rearranged – and I’m still trying to catch my breath so I can convert thoughts to syllables and ideas to writable action.  When I took my part time publicity position back in the Spring, I had little to no actual idea what I was actually asking of myself.  Go after your dream job, they said; it’ll be worth it to do both, they said.  At times, it feels like I’m taking two steps forward and one step backwards; at other times, I remember that I’m not a pawn – I’m a queen who can roam the board of life as she pleases.  For me, this has been a year of evolution, transformation and change – for everything I’ve lost, the world has given back in spades, whether that means I’m actively pursuing friendships with a more solid selection of souls, or a career based on what I passionately believe in.

So, here I am – almost five months later, warped by wanderlust and exhausted beyond expectation, wondering if the means justified this end.  The short answer is that they did; the long of it, is well, long.  But when the adventure is about the journey and not the destination, it’s important to note that the journey has been a fantastic romp through this ruckus called life. I have so many stories locked in my mind, so many riddles yearning to be solved while I sift through memories like an hourglass – I’ve been waiting to break myself open and spill all.

At the end of July, I had a debilitating bout with my dilapidated car (which included, but wasn’t limited to: a broken axle, two new tires, new brakes, a new battery and a faulty transmission), which turned into a catalyst for anti-social behavior.  I’d been feeling  down and further than out, especially when I had to break several longstanding plans – including attending a wedding of a childhood friend so once the car was finally fixed, getting out of town and into the bold, beautiful outdoors seemed like the only solution.  Though our sights were set on Shambhala, we were equally excited to travel off the beaten path and see what there was to see on our way.  Last year on our drive, we admired Oregon’s Multnomah Falls from afar – but this year, we’d made it a mission to see it up close and personal – and man, was it ever worth it!

Photo Cred: Daniel Leist Photography

Located about two hours from my family in Corvallis but less than 45 minutes East of Portland in Oregon, Multnomah Falls sits on the Oregon side of the Columbia River Gorge and relieves itself into Benson Lake.  The tallest waterfall in Oregon, Multnomah Falls is a year round, two tiered waterfall that measures in at a magnificent 620′ between the upper and lower falls.  For those that are feeling a little frisky, you can even take a quick quarter-mile jaunt over the Benson Bridge and get an up close and personal view of the falls from the footpath – or try your endurance and hike your way to the top for a birds eye view of the Columbia!  If you are among the daring that do, you’ve just marched over a mile – and you conquered the first part of the 6.5 mile Larch Mountain Trail.

Back in 1915, Philanthropist and Entrepreneur Simon Benson loaned the City of Portland the nearly $6000 necessary to purchase Multnomah Falls and build the bridge sitting at 105′.  Ask any of my friends, I’m beyond terrified of heights – but with a bridge as cemented and sturdy as that, I felt safe beyond belief…as long as I stayed with one hand on the railing and did my best to not look down.

Built in 1925 by the City of Portland to encourage tourism, the Multnomah Falls Lodge sits plush at the bottom of Larch Mountain.  Not only is the venue documented on the National Register of Historic Places but it provides a wonderful deviation from your road trip complete with snacks, coffee and all the touristy knick-knacks you could dream of.  If you’re in the area tomorrow, September 9th, Multnomah Falls and her sister waterfall Wahkeena are celebrating a century as a public park in the Lodge plaza – head on down and join in on the memories!

For more on Multnomah Falls head to their socials – Website | Facebook | Yelp

“Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering it’s a feather bed.”
Terence McKenna