What started with Milli Vanilli has mouthed its way to Steve Angello.
Yes, we are talking about the great art of lip-synching.
But the little monger can't even be called finger-ing (...?), as Steve Angello makes no attempts to hide his utter disinterest behind the decks. (But hey, when the crowd is barricaded nearly 15 feet away behind a haze of smoke and stupor, what's the need for animated antics?) Steve smokes a cigarette, twist five knobs and half-heartedly pumps his palms in the air to pal Axwell's arguably awesome remix of Temper Trap's Sweet Disposition. After that, he turns his back to the crowd as he slicks his ponytail and tosses a drink, for his assistant to pick up. Cocky artist or tired professional?