hardcore is still home

new music moves into the house. old music still knows where everything is kept. #

I have written a lot about techno lately, so for the record: no, hardcore has not gone anywhere. Tonight proved it. There is a part of me that responds to it before I can start analysing what I’m hearing, and I think that is why I keep coming back. Edo says this is because I have `”proper instincts,”` which is an extremely Edo way of turning taste into a biological virtue. He was online this afternoon and we spent ages talking about Nosferatu and Endymion, then somehow ended up discussing Britney because I told him what was playing in my room and he replied with about seventeen question marks. I made him listen to a Britney song once just to irritate him. He admitted the production was good and then attempted to retract the statement. I have not forgotten.

Tonight was loud and fast and exactly right.

Remember me, Eclipse.