“Last time I saw Chantal Passamonte was in a club in Valencia, Spain. She held a thin flashlight between her lips as she meshed together the moaning Bowie choir from side two of *Low* with the percussive thumps of her Warp labelmates, Boards of Canada. It was a wonderfully woozy night, and she DJed with a deft touch, moving in and out of the vinyl grooves, merging sundry vibes and keeping the heads”
