Record companies love to say that their song did well at the Winter Music Conference. “This was the hit of WMC!” looks great splashed across the sales sheets and press releases. (If I had a nickel for every hype sheet I get with this absurd claim on it, well, I…
Is the Winter Music Conference ready to grow up? Praga Bhandari thinks so. “You could say our event represents a maturing of the music audience,” says the drummer for Formula One, a band that specializes in “dirty rock and roll.” The New York City outfit will be one of several…
As possibly the only genre in modern dance music that Britain can truly call its own, drum and bass is a U.K. phenomenon that has been slow to catch on in the United States. In the last year, however, the style has gone through a period of malaise in its…
Producing and reproducing crisply delineative yet densely rhythmic textural techno, Detroit-bred DJ/producer Jeff Mills weaves a nuanced mesh of pointillist percussion, ominous ambience, and undulating synths with pinpoint accuracy. His mixes are considered “minimalist” because they don’t rely on the push and pull of peak-and-valley pump. Like snow flurries, his…
Every few years since the mid-Eighties, the true revival of “electro” has been heralded. The depth charge 808 drum machine and scratchy freestyle funk of Miami bass can be felt in everything from dirty South crunk to Detroit ghetto-tech to Orlando-based DJ Icey’s Florida breaks to the output of European…
The word “party” can mean so many things. Saying that you “like to party” could mean that you enjoy attending get-togethers with your friends. It might also be a sign that you’re down to swap sexual partners or purchase narcotics, depending on the conversation. No doubt Drew Daniel, one-half of…
The cult of superstar DJ, after turning a handful of artists into the closest thing to a rock star the dance world has, seemingly has disappeared from the lexicon of the trend-obsessed music press. As progressive house titan Sasha laughs, “We’re not flavor of the month. The honeymoon period is…
The telephone connection crosses the Atlantic and Ivan Smagghe picks up in the studio amid zaps of off-putting metallic modulation crafted by his chum Arnaud Rebotini. Together they are the French outfit Black Strobe, who recently swooped into clubland stateside via a remix of the Rapture’s “Sister Savior” and the…
From the urban heart of San Francisco emanates the penumbral, funky sonance of Om, “the source sound and vibration from which all sounds are derived,” according to Chris Smith, a.k.a. DJ Fluid of Afro-Mystik. After founding Om Records in 1995, Smith began propagating what he calls “future music”: the hypnotic…
It was hard to ride the No Wave, especially when the New Wave was so poppy and colorful. Thus, late-Seventies and early-Eighties bands who performed noisy punk versions of funk and disco got caught in the riptide. No matter: While the electroclash rehash becomes a faded memory, it looks like…
This year’s WMC and M3 events can make it or break it for countless record labels attempting to forge new ground … yeah, you’ve heard it all before. But consider London-based Barely Breaking Even Music (BBE). From pioneering hip-hop albums (see Jay Dee’s memorable Welcome 2 Detroit) to acclaimed compilations…
Hollertronix is what the ADD kids are chattering about, period. Never Scared, a low-pro mix album they released late last year on indie start-up Money Studies, is a pirated rush of hip-ified Jock Jamz adrenaline, where dirty South b-ounce fire adroitly meets No Wave undercurrents that freeze sweat like Napoleon…
Soon after the advent of electronic composition — commencing with the breech birth of electric instrumentation, which came kicking and squalling into the academic world in the mid-1920s through the form of the theremin — Germany established an integral, indelible role in forwarding narrative minimalism. It was in the Fifties…
It takes a lot of work for DBJ to get his records out to the club. First he loads eight metal cases, carrying about 7000 records in all, from the back of his car onto a trolley. Then, with the help of two club employees, he rolls them into State,…
It was on an early March morning last year when I fell out of bed, threw on some clothes, and sweatily stumbled down the several blocks or so that took me from the apartment where I was staying with two friends to an imperious-looking hotel on Washington Avenue in South…
BAJOFONDO TANGO CLUB Marlin Bar, March 4 Bajofondo Tango Club co-producer Juan Campodónico, a.k.a. Campo, has an altrock past in his native Uruguay, where he recorded two albums with the band Peyote Asesino in the mid-Nineties. But in the last four years he has completely devoted himself to electronic music,…
Prices and times are subject to change (and many probably will). THURSDAY, MARCH 4 B.E.D. RE-UNION II 9:00 p.m.-5:00 a.m. DJs/Performers: E-Man, Dr. Love a.k.a. Richard Vasquez, Mike Agent ‘X’ Clark, DJ Romain, and Ron D. Lim. crobar THE SHOW 10:00 p.m.-5:00 a.m. DJs/Performers: Room One — Kid Capri. Room…
Singer-guitarist Raf Classic of the Crumbs, South Florida’s most fiercely followed three-chord, four-member punk band, shrugs while slugging down an ice-cold beverage. Along with other members of the well-traveled group, he reflects on the indignities of having a popular and well-respected but terminally poor and unlucky gig. “Well, with Low…
It’s not uncommon at a major record label’s headquarters to see a hip, bald man in his late thirties cleaning out his cubicle. In his four years as a business analyst at Universal Music, Rob Coe has seen more than 200 people pink-slipped and escorted from the building. What’s unusual…
Violin master Malcolm Goldstein laughs when he is reminded that his work is considered experimental music. It’s not that he rejects the label. Instead Goldstein, renowned worldwide for virtually reinventing the way the violin is played, responds as if the classification is too simplistic an explanation for what he does…
In the converted garage of an old Coral Gables home just off Douglas Road, one of Miami’s top DJ/producers is busy in his studio turning the knobs on his latest creation. It’s an album untitled and sans label, set for a summer release, with thirteen pumped-up dance tracks of completely…
I remember first hearing Nirvana in 1991, when MTV premiered the “Smells Like Teen Spirit” video on its token college-rock program, 120 Minutes. The song was all fuzzy guitars and commercial doublespeak, fueled by Kurt Cobain’s chorus, “Here we are now/Entertain us,” and I immediately turned up my nose at…
