Soundtrack to Life-Changing Moments is a little series of songs that happened to be playing throughout formative experiences.  Be it your favourite song, or whatever shit was on the radio at the time, memories have a soundtrack.  This first edition is brought to you by a lascivious little rascal by the name of Randy McLobbon.  Years on from his night of wanton sin he still can’t listen to Latin-tinged Drum n Bass without smelling his fingers.  And crying.

WORDS: RANDY McLOBBON

I’d never been into Drum n Bass, or Brazilian music, but the Brazilian Drum n Bass night at Po Na Na always had loads of babes there.  I went with a few friends and we landed a booth to ourselves.  It was a total babe magnet.

I got talking to a girl who had a friend up visiting from her school (a guy), and we sat real close to one another in the booth.  I felt kinda bad as I only spoke to the girl and made a really conscious effort not to speak to her friend all night, despite him sitting right next to us not knowing anyone to talk to.  I figured he would eventually get bored enough to make his own friends and leave us alone for some sexy time.

I was making good ground with the girl, so it probably would have been in my interests to take care of her friend, and make sure he didn’t end up cockblocking me (he was afterall staying at her place) but I didn’t have that kind of foresight at the time.
Towards the end of the night, he was really getting in the way but wound up talking to a girl I lived with in the booth – it was just the four of us by this point.  I was super-horny but it became clear she was going to have to go home to look after the guy.  Rather than accept my defeat with humility like I should have done, we started making out as a ‘goodnight kiss’ kinda thing.

It started to go on for a while, getting more and more passionate.  I decided to slip a finger in, then two, then three…  At the time I thought it was completely under the radar of her friend and my housemate, like I was the cleverest guy in the world.  I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t have been able to miss it though, and in retrospect it was probably one of the lowest moments in my life.  To this day, whenever I hear Brazilian Drum n Bass, (especially the song below) I can’t think of anything else but fingering that girl under the table of the club whilst her friend and my housemate watched.  Bleak Times.

Fernanda porto-Sambassim (Remix Djs Marky e Patife)

Fernanda Porto – Sambassism (Dj Marky & Patife Remix)