Stomping boots. Everybody should have a pair and that's the thing about stomping boots. They can take many forms. The ring you slam on your finger as you walk out the door. The coat that makes you feel like an Empress when you enter a room. Those stomping boots making noise as you throw yourself across the room in such a way it looks like you're gliding. That's the kind of attitude we need these days. An ease and purpose. I hope this mix brings you that.

ps. A couple missteps but there's always that. This is the moment I actually have something to say, because I finally learned my letters. I finally learned to walk. To stomp.

Don't let the title fool you. Deep dark metal tech house played in a dim club at a late hour. The time when you feel like you're the only one hearing that particular sound under that other sound. That's my space. That's me. That's Malibu Skipperland.

Debutante Walking. Debutante Werquing. Debutante Manifesting. This mix is my debut, Sunday, December 11, 2022, Saigon Blonde. 9pm. The first rest stop on a long journey. Thank you. To everyone who liked, encouraged, scolded, loved or gave me a LET'S GO!

Won't start none, won't be none. By the end you'll be stomping. House which starts hard and fast, and stays there. House which feels like a rock to the face. Because Momma werquing Xmas retail God bless. Sometimes you need a house built of ROCKS.

Hard and fast. Because last week sucked and I don't want to carry it with me. Tech House with a fudge ripple layer of Love Unlimited Orchestra vibes if it was mixed with bones of titanium and whirled around a garage like an industrial tornado. Because you're worth it darling, you really are. Walk on. Let it go. Make it WERQ!