Sasha at Wavefront Beachside Music Festival, July 1, 2012.
Photo: Max Herman
By 8:30pm, it was time for the headliners and finally dark enough for a light show: Sasha benefitted. The veteran Welsh DJ matched moody hooks with clattering woodblock beats on the North Stage. The moon rose as he stirred up swelling breaks before bringing the beat back. Soulful vocals soaked in reverb bobbed and weaved over flute lines. Sasha dished out more of slow burn, using slower beats. The crowd grooved accordingly, dancing but by no means raging.
Before Duck Sauce took the South Stage, a giant inflatable duck wearing a button-up shirt with their logo on it was erected behind their set-up. I guess the success of hit singles like “Barbara Streisand” affords you such extravagances. They got their set started with the echoing sound of ducks quacking and pyrotechnics, as showers of sparks erupted from canons on stage. The duo took turns spinning, scratching and knob-twisting, one in a fedora, the other in a baseball cap. They did choreographed dance moves and generally seemed to be having a great time. “Mexicano!” screamed a sampled before an alarm bell rang and a bumping Latin beat dropped. People danced with sparklers. A song about a big bad wolf and lots of howling came next. The duo cut the sound out to let the crowd howl at the moon, which by now was hanging over the stage. Duck Sauce got down and dirty with their beats as a sample repeated “Nasty, nasty, you’re nasty.” The high-energy set proved a fitting end to the weekend. As the duo broke into “Barbara Streisand,” a fireworks show erupted overhead. The park had to close, but the crowd could have gone on for hours.