The adventures of the Pig and the Pickle
Streams everything for free, downloads every set, knows the line-up by heart… and never votes. Until the banger drops.
A pink little pig with sunglasses, red headphones and a bum bag. A know-it-all who spoils the set and films everything. The more music you feed him, the fatter he gets.
Deep down he’s got real taste, but he keeps it locked up. Only when he lets go —when he votes, when his mate jumps on stage, when he plays a track from the site— does he become Super Pig. His superpower: deciding what plays.
Sus suckleus vulgaris
Slumped on the sofa among records and crisp bags. “Someone else will vote.”
The banger drops and a golden «+» bolt hits him. His tee bursts and the bum bag goes flying.
Yellow suit, red cape and the square with the «+» on his chest. He dances, breakdances and finally votes.
Each one is a tribe from the scene. You’ll recognise someone. Or yourself.
The hero (sort of)
Fat on good music. Looks down on the canis, starts courses he never finishes and is a famous pig on Instagram… but still a pig.
Tonight I’ll show them what real music is.
When he lets go
Breakbeat lover number one. When he shows up the floor explodes and, for the first time, the canis look at him. With envy.
His mate
Drives, puts up with 200 km of chatter and dances from the very first track. Yellow one-piece swimsuit and sunglasses, even at night.
The pig’s wife
Knows every track and runs the show. She met him as Super Pig, but she prefers him as a pig: that way he won’t run off with the fans.
Retro-head for life
Open army shirt, legionnaire cap and a boombox on his shoulder. Thirty years of Monegros in his legs. Only listens to retro.
Fine. I couldn’t give a damn… if they don’t play retro.
Lives with his headphones on
Long black hair, studded wristbands and devil horns. Won’t even take his headphones off to talk to his brother.
The family snob
Pastel polo, jumper knotted over his shoulders and loafers with no socks. Looks down his nose at breakbeat.
Breakbeat? How tacky.
The street
The pitbull, the greyhound, the little chihuahua, the bulldog and the choni. The ones who really keep breakbeat alive, boot full of speakers.
Go on, genius. You play one.
The headliner
A one-man band: speaker on his back, harmonica, cymbals on his knees and decks hanging from his chest. The pig cries in the front row.
The Pickle, whenever Mar IA turns up
Candelabra in hand, looking the other way and whistling. He tries to go unnoticed so she won’t blame him for the next transformation.
On your phone they play vertical, on a computer horizontal. You can switch it yourself too.
Dad the wild boar drags the whole family to the retro party. At midnight the classic drops and the pig transforms… with his brothers turned into the Wonder Boys. At dawn, the one who won’t leave is Dad.
Every «+» you hit in the charts is a vote. Tracks nobody votes for drop out of the Top 100. Don’t wait for someone else to vote: someone else is a suckling pig too.