ime absolutely not. they magnify the banality of bad music.
Then how do you explain trance? The vast majority of dance music is execrable and people still like it and its primarily because of drugs.
ime absolutely not. they magnify the banality of bad music.
Trance/EDM/Big Beat/Rave etc. capitalise on unsophisticated lowest common denominator physical and neurological drug effects,which is why so many people get sucked into the rush. So for many people, awful music sounds better on drugs, in fact the music often has no other function than to elicit these responses.
re. MCs and lack of discussion thereof:
The thing I've found over the years is that a surprising number of people who are otherwise totally down with the whole jungle / drum & bass program, it seems they don't actually like the MC element at all. They find MCs to be an annoyance.
You also get people who come up with a lot of interesting perceptions about and fantastic imagery evoking the music - Mark Fisher and Kodwo Eshun spring to mind - but who never once mention the MC side of things in their writings about jungle / 2step / etc.
Maybe because the MC element is just too insistently "actual human beings involved in this" - so it interferes with a way of responding to the music in terms of cinematic images running across your mindscreen of a dark dystopian cyber-future nature
which is definitely one truth of the music
just not the whole truth
you have to admire the stamina though. i never had that bloody mindedness.
Did people not say the same about hardcore, and presumably jungle?
Edit: Ah, you did say rave.
Full disclosure: There was a fairly horrible period in my life in the mid 90s when a bunch of people I knew when raving every weekend to Goa Trance things. Return to the Source and Escape From Samsara at the Brixton Fridge especially.
I tagged along for a good while, but in my defence I had just split up with my significant partner of the time and just wanted to get completely out of it.
My mates ended up being quite intolerant of any other kind of music (like jungle) and descended into a hellish existence of clubbing Friday night to Sunday morning, recovery, back to work Monday-Friday with gym in the evenings. Needless to say this wasn't for me. It was fun for a while but ended up being a peculiarly narrow way of life given all the imagery about consciousness expansion, exotic cultures etc.
First big beat, now this. Your well of shame is as deep as you are tall.
I was working at the bar in the fridge during those dire seasons
Fridays at Return to the Source and Escape From Satsuma were the penalty, the massive thrashing gay nights on Saturdays (iirc) were the perk