Friday, 14 October 2011

Love Letter to...Anders Ilar - For The 405

Sometimes it’s easier to avoid speaking about certain types of music, because you know all the comparisons swooping in and out of your thoughts have been made before. It’s difficult to talk about Scandinavian electronica without slotting back into tried and tested descriptions of the musical landscape. The thing is, perhaps the reason that it’s so easy to place such uniquely clean and articulate sounds side-by-side with enviably dramatic surroundings is because the landscape directly inspires them. Yes, perhaps if one more person describes R√∂yksopp as cold and mysterious or The Knife as expansive and wild, icy, that their latest work sees them ‘thaw’, then we might all be forgiven for giving up on music journalism altogether. The problem is however, I’m trying to write a love letter about a particular aspect of Swedish electronica, and all I can think of is glaciers, forests, grand sweeping cinematic shots of vast freshwater lakes and frozen 4pm sunsets. That these images are so intrinsic to much of the Scandinavian electronica we hear sort-of lends itself to the idea that perhaps there is a definite link there somewhere.

Anders Ilar

You can read the rest of this article over on The405. I hope you like it, because it looks like I'm going to be making these love letters to electronica and dance music a semi-regular thing.

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

The Leeds Survival Guide - Blog Post for Hospital Records

It's a big night in Leeds next week - the Camo + Krooked launch party kicks off at The Academy on Friday the 14th, and every Hospital Records fan this side of the Pennines will be doing the best to stomp a big ruddy hole in the floorboards.

I wrote a piece for Hospitality to help those who were a little more southern get to grips with our culture, dress and dance routines.

Hope you like it!

Monday, 3 October 2011

Why do I like DnB?

I get asked this fairly often. I don't usually have a satisfying answer, because, well, I just do. However I was sat in the sunshine yesterday afternoon and I thought of something suitably gushing and lovey-dovey to say about it (it's amazing what sun, Calibre, Shantaram and being forced to not use any gadgets due to a power cut can do to a person).

It was as if I was found, without being lost. I fell into it late, but heavily, and with all my heart. Every new tune, every witty mix progression, every beat, every click, it pulled me with it, turning my face towards optimism and hope. In ways a person could only understand if they were feeling a fleeting moment of bliss, my days were suddenly and endlessly enriched by the constant cascades of rhythms and deep bass I tirelessly and hungrily sought every spare moment of every day. Like looking into the sun, like staring out over a glittering ocean horizon, a consuming calm gently dropped down to cover me; a calm that somehow keeps me feeling alive when everything else can seem painful, dormant or redundant.

And that's why I like drum and bass. Now if somebody would like to get me a drink and something to moan about, that'd be great.
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