I Am Listening Differently
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Wednesday. I used to judge dance music primarily by what it did when it arrived. Now I’m interested in what happens before it arrives. Ricky Le Roy, Mario Più, Franchino, Zicky, Joy Kitikonti — this whole progressive/techno universe has made patience interesting. A room can be manipulated with almost nothing. A voice. A loop. One sound disappearing. Something delayed by four beats longer than everybody expects. Hardcore still hits me somewhere much less intellectual, but I don’t think the two responses compete. One makes me think while dancing. The other makes thinking briefly unnecessary.
Both are useful services.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.