@thirdform I will humbly concede that you are a better Marxist AND a better Junglist than I. And that more often than not I can’t follow in the slightest the things you say in regards to them. That Junglites is a tune and a half though, blend with:
Rave culture involved the white working class appropriation, via E, of gay disco's emotional demonstrativeness and gestural abandon. Jungle is based around a blacker, hip hop model of masculinity, one that's self-contained, tight-lipped and bodily-armored. From '92's mania to '95's moodiness, from sweaty nutters with their shirts off to elegant stylists who don't perspire even when encased in
their bomber jackets, the emotional temperature of the hardcore scene has dropped.
It's too literalist with respect to aesthetics. No one's paying the cover to go have a real panic attack, or to mean mug everyone because they're truly miserable. These experiences bring pleasure