Eric D and Thomas met at a party (where else?) in LA, through a mutual friend working at a clothing and disco unit called Sarcastic. Random chance and coincidence soon found the two of them together on the other side of the continent, pumping beats into the heart of New York City's underground scene. Despite NYC commercialism staring them in the eyes and singing it sweet siren song, Eric and Thomas, with good mates and cheap drinks in hand, kept their feet firmly planted in the fertile underground and sauntered on with a laugh. A friend's acquisition of a Chinese Rub N Tug massage-palace-cum-loft-space sparked a series of raucous parties where rooms were torn down, both literally and figuratively, as 300-400 people shuffled to their wild disco mashups. It seems only natural that out of the seedy, risqué, hell-bent indulgence, Rub N Tug was born. Next up were their lock-ins on the rammed disco floors of Passerby, now notoriously and fondly recalled as Campfire, where house music poured out of sweaty speakers 'til the after-after-hours.

On Fabric 30, shuffling disco and roaring house beats prove that you've clearly never been to a real party until you've attended a Rub N Tug party. Brain-throttling basslines rub on velvety synths and tug on stretchy beats, coupled with irresistibly sing-along vocals and hypnotizing guitar lines.  As genres are bent and fused, the merrymaking sounds of voices whooping, feet stomping, hands clapping and glasses breaking are practically audible in the background.   The duo soars through the set flawlessly, closing the mix with smooth and addictive beats that guarantee a "happy ending" you don't get charged extra for.