I'm phresh from my 6th month rave check up. This was my first *real*
rave since hopping onto IDM and there were some IDM moments phor shure.
As I made my way into the venue the bazerker sounds of SPASTIK (Hawtin)
flail out of the (2nd) sexiest sound system i've ever seen/heard.
The always consistent dj Irasciblator (Frankie Bones) was on the mix.
(And on the mic) After playing the only solid hardcore all night, he
gave way to Scott Henry. Who is the definition of *DA MAN!*. Praise!
Scott lobbed out the funky jams. I latched my booty onto the frontside
of a bassbin and passed out good vibes with a smile the size of Cali.
Scott managed to pull a couple tracks out of my own set. . .
Kids are calling this track. . . *THAT song!*
Boys Own (collect 004) The Dust Brothers EP Fourteenth Century Sky
*THAT song* is _Chemical Beats_ which has as many Bassdrops Per
Megabreakdown as UVC's the Trip and is steadily rising to match
the Trip's anthemic status. Also of mention is the flipside inner
track on the same EP. _Her Jazz_ takes a huge bite out of FSOL
paupa new guinea, and *dusts it off* in more ways then one. Does
anyone know if these are the same *dust brothers* that dropped
the Beastie Boys, Pauls Boutique into the caustic bucket? (i digress)
But soon after Scott Henry finished wreckin shit, Tin Tin took over
the controlls and lulled the crowd to sleep with some of the most
noxious trance. (IMONSHO) I skipped over to the teepee tent just in
time to catch the return of the *O*. . .dj Onionz. Wickie, wickie!
Skills galore once more. The kid has got juice. He comes in with
a flurry of scratching and lays down funk upon funk. Finally, he
settled into a blend of acid and house. . .er, acid house. Nice
and minimal (oy!).
But the real bombs started dropping later in the morning. It was
raining bass. Ultraviolet Catastrophe the Trip (remix) came
snaking out of the PA. High fives went out to the crew as I pro-
nouced the Drukman connection to the electromonstor. OOOHHHHH!
BAM BAM! The dj MAGIC MIKE remix of Planet Rock got played by
some kid i dont know but now i love. (Those of you that know me,
know how bedazzled I was.) My grip on reality really started to
slip as the kid proceeded to guide in the depth charged strickly
rhythm classic, Two Knotches-RHYTHM WARFARE. OK, so now 4 (four)
tracks that I always pack in my bag have been played at a Rave,
what could possibily come next????
er, that would be 5. . .and sure enough it was a killer
Zone Records DJ Icee Energy Traxx Vol. 1 (N.N.I.D.M.)
If I'm not on a pedestal praising bass i'm on the dance
floor breaking my legs to the hype of freestyle. This 4 tracker
is 1 part freestyle breaks 1 part energy. The combination of
the two spells certain death among techno purists, but I for
one will be the first to give the ICEEman a high five. Anyone
who can effectively *bring it back* right up off the Nu Groove
classics like How and Little's (SUMMER SLAMS) gets the Teepee
seal of quality technobass. The breakdowns are all 1994, dusted
like the Brothers above, but the freestyle is straight from the
late 80's. Brooklyn in the house. . the return of the boom bap.
Could my prophecy of a freestyle rennaissance be coming true?
I sincerely hope so,
Teep
oh, for the record. . .The (real) UK Kids Fabio Paras and Darren
Emerson were both no shows. No excuse necessary thanks.
as the lyrical genius sez, *who i trust? no one* Flavor Flav