You know Reed Rothchild’s in the house if you smell the smoky deliciousness of freshly cooked bacon wafting in the air. Yeeeeeahhhh buddy! It’s always time for bacon when Reed Rothchild is around. He loves bacon so much that he comes equipped to each of his shows with a bag of delicious bacon, or what he’s now dubbed as Rave Bacon. Now tell me, how many DJs do you know who will feed you a tasty breakfast side dish while you rage to his tunes? I only know of one. The Baconator himself, Reed Rothchild.
Rothchild is one of the most fun and diverse DJs I’ve seen in the DC area. He literally plays EVERYTHING. No matter where he plays, whether it’s at Starscape, Mega, or any other Steez Promo rave, you’ll hear a nice mix of moombahton, electro, hip-hop, and Baltimore club. He’s all over the place, in a good way. He’ll keep you interested all night and he actually looks like he has fun doing it. The energy transfers very well. One of my favorite events he throws is his bi-monthly party, Reed vs. Reed, at Little Miss Whiskeys in DC, where he teams up with Obeyah for an all-night jam session of drunken debauchery. Little Miss Whiskeys crafts up this deceptively tasty creeper house drink that’ll put you on that next level. Combine that with Rothchild’s expert selecting and you really have a night you couldn’t forget even if you wanted to.
On that note, this Sunday we’ll be celebrating a magical holiday also known as Reed Rothchild’s Birthday. He’s made it to see thirty years on this here Planet Earth all while keeping that boyish figure. I dunno how he does it but it might have something to do with the breakfast mafia so I don’t ask questions. Either way, he’ll be throwing a birthday rager at Rock & Roll Hotel in DC called Moombacon Massive. (See what he did there?) The party starts at 8PM and if you get there early, you can even join him in a Feast of the Godz featuring fried chicken and bacon. If that doesn’t give you a heart attack, check out this killer line-up of DJs - Baltimore club legend Scottie B, King Tutt, James Nasty, Uncle Jesse, DJ Smudge, Keenan, Denman, and the birthday boy himself. One look at the line-up and amenities and it feels more like a gift to us than it is to him but I think he really gets off on watching people get gluttonous in the club. I’m not mad at that. Party on, Garth.
Fun Bonus Fact: Moombacon Massive also serves as a celebration of the re-launch of his notoriously hilarious corner of the World Wide Web, Head of Rothchild. HOR serves as a bacon-centric hub of disgustingly delicious recipes, sophisticated critiques of shitty MySpace rappers, and all that other weird Internet shit. HOR is gut-wrenching on the regular, either from constant uproarious laughter or the thought that your insides might explode if you ate anything he cooks up, like The Dog Child (WHAT IS THAT?!). But now he’s taking one step closer towards world domination by adding a rack of like-minded individuals who are eager to contribute to the Power of Pork. And your girl might could be involved in that. ;)
So in the interest of really getting to know The Baconator, I hassled The Man for a little bit of information. This is me sharing the wealth. Below, we talk about Baltimore club, bacon, and what we can do to prepare ourselves for Sunday’s Moombacon Massive.
There Can Only Be One: Reed Rothchild