Hey guys! One last fucking thing. Brent Tactic of the Secret Sauce moombahton group made this mixtape of fucking old, new and future material from the power packed Think 2wice record label. You wanna know what the rest of 2012 will sound like? Listen to this shit. Saw this dude spin at SXSW and dude murdered it so hard he shoulda gone to jail. But he’s free. Free to make mixtapes like this. CHECK IT AFTER THE JUMP FUCKFACES!
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What is Secret Sauce? Who is Secret Sauce? Are talking about Big Mac McDonalds hamburgers? No. We are talking about people. People from Kansas City. If you pay only a bit of attention to the moombah scene you know who the fuck we talkin about: Brent Tactic, DJ B-Stee and DJ Archi. If you were fast enough you probably already heard a tune from these motherfuckers. Remember Jon Kwest’s Lighter compilation of remixed drum & bass tunes that old irrelevant producers got their granny panties in a twist about? Well they did a remix of Doc Scott up in that bitch (the dude whose panties were most in a twist). Now they got a fucking soundcloud, and some big support from those clever fucks at Vamos Promo. Even Richard Branson pulled a special stunt for theit grand launch today:
So what the fuck do you do now? You go grab their 2 FREE tracks after the jump and you can get the track those drum and bass fatcats didn’t want you to hear. LET’S GO!
You and Bill Cosby had only been driving for 3 fucking hours but you already had nothing left to say to each other. All he wanted to talk about were fucking pudding pops and you were like “Do mother fuckers still make that shit?”.
And he just kept on going on and on about that shit and talked about all the different kinds and then fucking talked about what would have been good flavours for that shit but they never made them. You were just answering in ways like “sure” and “oh yeah?”. At some point he just tired himself the fuck out. He had talked about every possible flavour and fucking flavour combo possible. Now you just kept on driving down the road looking at the empty fucking desert and Bill Cosby would fucking mumble shit under his breath every now and then and you would be like “What’s that?” and he would be like “Nothing man. Don’t worry about it”.
You would never have chosen to be in a car with Bill Cosby. But you had no fucking choice. You were the only two fuckers in town that never bought the Dj Melo Star Time EP and the rule was that you had to leave. So you were stuck together now in this 1998 Buick Regal. You regretted now that you had not gone to Beatport and picked up this collection of 6 original heaters and 3 remixes by some of the best fucking minds working in moombahton today. It was such a small cost compared to a lifetime on the road with Bill Cosby saying stupid shit all fucking day. But it was too late. Or was it? GO FIND THE LINK TO BUY THIS SHIT AND GET TWO FREE FUCKING TRACKS AND SAMPLE THE WHOLE EP AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP FUCKERS!