harder, please

sometimes I want a clever set. sometimes I want the speakers to hit first and explain themselves later. #

Hardcore tonight and I needed it. I have been listening to so much techno lately that Edo has started accusing me of `”going soft,”` which is ridiculous because he knows perfectly well I can listen to Ricky Le Roy on Saturday and The Stunned Guys on Sunday without experiencing an identity crisis. He sent me a pile of tracks this week and then quizzed me about them like a teacher. Nosferatu, Promo, Endymion, Tommyknocker. I still love the physical immediacy of hardcore. With techno I often listen forward — where is this going, why did he bring that in, how long is he going to hold it — whereas hardcore can make the question irrelevant for a while. Tonight was like that. I wore a little baby-blue top that made me look as though I should be standing in a Britney video, which continues to amuse me enormously. A guy actually asked what kind of music I usually listen to and looked surprised by my answer. Why? Does blonde hair filter frequencies? Is blue fabric incompatible with kick drums? There seems to be a dress code everybody knows except me. Good. I’m not learning it.

Remember me, Eclipse.