I guess Alan Oldham is very euro influenced. Jamal Moss are probably more influenced by funk and jazz.All of those tracks are totally invigorating and not even close to being boring though. I didn't mention the word soul. I'm a big advocate, but that's not what I'm talking about here. Take Sähkö, some of their most sparse, bleak, anti-groove shit is still totally compelling and not boring at all. You kinda landed on it at the end of your paragraph. There are people who make sparse music and manage to find a way to keep things moving for 6 mins or so with just a few elements. But then there are people who think that being minimal is all it takes, as long as it's kind of intense and all cathedral-like and processed through expensive gear. As for Americans being unable to pull that sort of stuff off, what about James Donaddio, Traxx Alan Oldham or Jamal Moss?
Fucking hell is that really the Garvey? It looks so small!Corpsey’s ketno crew @ the Garvey
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I reckon Being trapped in a trance at da club to some techno probably mimicks the feeling of watching capital be moved around all day through some arcane parameters that you only half understand. Watching the pneumatic tubes in action, being held, depressed under the thumb of a kick drum financial mechanism, techno, capital, technocapital. caught up in the gears of a cosmic money machine like charlie chaplin all day, trains your brain to seek similar pleasure stimuli.
I don't know though, as i've experienced neither.
it really be like this
all of the faces inside looked so depressed, it's as if everybody inside doesn't actually want to be there but is there anyway and won't leave. people on drugs just looking like shit and you'd wish they would just be at home with a cup of tea instead of walking around paranoid in some hellhole.
This sounds like Thirdform's ultimate club.
what's the @yyaldrin take on berlin?i ended up in berghain last weekend cos a friend of mine was visiting and he had guestlists and wanted to go there. it was so extremely miserable. i think we were actually followed by security staff for a while because we stood out so much. meaning we had some laughs, tried to have some fun, were not wearing a outfit consisting of a black leather slip and my friend being the only non-white person inside. all of the faces inside looked so depressed, it's as if everybody inside doesn't actually want to be there but is there anyway and won't leave. people on drugs just looking like shit and you'd wish they would just be at home with a cup of tea instead of walking around paranoid in some hellhole.