d'vey
what is your show called?
d’licious
what kind of sounds, scenes and styles can we expect to hear on the show?
handbag house. high-gloss italo. a touch of acid… to taste! queer anthems and diva meltdowns, smoking area fodder.
what influences have shaped your approach to the show?
queer nightlife. disco not as nostalgia, but as resistance. growing up in the club scene, losing your way a bit, and finally finding your space again.
if your show could transport your listener to any location at any time, where would it be?
the moment grace jones came on stage painted by keith haring at paradise garage. the intro to slave to the rhythm. imagine.
can you share one key highlight that you’ve shared with the foundation.fm airwaves?
barbs (icon) once picked the red hot chilli pipers on my breakfast show. bagpipes, at 10am. chaos. a meaxment.
if you could manifest one dream guest, who would it be?
grace jones. again, terrifying. iconic. cigarette lit, chateau margeaux bordeaux with a lipstick stain on the glass. set hijacked, me? left in a puddle of my own diva juice.
d’licious
d’licious
what kind of sounds, scenes and styles can we expect to hear on the show?
handbag house. high-gloss italo. a touch of acid… to taste! queer anthems and diva meltdowns, smoking area fodder.
what influences have shaped your approach to the show?
queer nightlife. disco not as nostalgia, but as resistance. growing up in the club scene, losing your way a bit, and finally finding your space again.
if your show could transport your listener to any location at any time, where would it be?
the moment grace jones came on stage painted by keith haring at paradise garage. the intro to slave to the rhythm. imagine.
can you share one key highlight that you’ve shared with the foundation.fm airwaves?
barbs (icon) once picked the red hot chilli pipers on my breakfast show. bagpipes, at 10am. chaos. a meaxment.
if you could manifest one dream guest, who would it be?
grace jones. again, terrifying. iconic. cigarette lit, chateau margeaux bordeaux with a lipstick stain on the glass. set hijacked, me? left in a puddle of my own diva juice.
d’licious