Plastikman in London, a review for www.residentadvisor.net
It was the second day of advent when Richie Hawtin donned his Plastikman guise for a slot at Brixton Academy alongside Magda, Gaiser and Ambivalent. The second night of a UK tour covering only London, Manchester and Glasgow had sold out in the weeks prior, meaning that energy in the Academy was high long before the Minus boss appeared on stage.
Upon arriving at Brixton Academy, Minus affiliate Ambivalent was looking miniscule behind his setup on the colossal stage in front of a large black curtain, playing an energetic warm-up set that threw listeners into raw techno territory from the inset. The crowd, which was rapidly growing in size, consisted of older techno lovers undoubtedly coming out of retirement to see the '90s hero and younger kids from across London, Europe and beyond. It was clear that the crowd required no real warm-up as Ambivalent smashed his way through a series of his own releases including his shoulder-shaking collaboration with Alexi Delano, "Lights Down," as the excitement visibly fizzed through the mass of bodies congregated on Brixton Academy's sloping floor.
Finishing on a bass-heavy mash-up of two tracks by Skudge and Titonton Duvante, it was then time for Gaiser to take to the stage. The producer is renowned for his subtle performances, and his subdued drum patterns and slight melodies seemed like a massive thud to earth after the electricity of Ambivalent. It was, however, programmed perfectly to guarantee maximum impact when Plastikman made his appearance.
After what seemed like a long 20 minutes, the stage went black and silent, causing the crowd to increase their enthusiasm to deafening cheering and stamping of feet. The words "I am the voice inside your head" boomed across the space as the drapes dropped to reveal a semi-circular cage with Hawtin and his equipment inside. Gradually, grumbling beats started and the arc was taken over by floor to ceiling projections. The headliner was controlling all of the music live, as well as the lighting and crystal clear visuals reminiscent of acid trips and strange dreams that were taking over the front of the cage, occasionally flashing to show a silhouette of Hawtin hunched over his equipment.
Playing a range of his earlier releases with occasional teasing riffs of "Spastik" appearing throughout, the music bounced off the high ceilings and finally crescendoed as he emerged from his cage to thrash out the record in full. By that point, Brixton Academy was shaking from the snares as well as the audience's fervent reaction. Now looking surprisingly small after such an epic show, Plastikman acknowledged his audience's frenzied cheers before disappearing and leaving the space empty for Magda to take the final slot of the evening.
The crowd hollered and whooped as her beats boomed out across the space once more, but the mood quickly dropped to typical head-down late night Minus terrain, with deepness that bordered on flat in places. The crowd still managed to maintain some enthusiasm for the final hour, however, the dip in the energy was palpable. That was to be expected really: There's not much you can do to follow up one of techno's most beloved live acts.
Juan Atkins at Content Manchester - A review for www.residentadvisor.net
Manchester's scene has changed somewhat over the past few years. In the middle of the '00s, old Mill "Sankeys Soap" was undoubtedly one of the coolest places to go on a Friday night. So when someone decided to open the old Boddington's brewery to host a series of one-off parties back in 2006, a move that quickly progressed into the now booming Warehouse Project, many jumped at the chance to take it back to the underground. Now, in 2011 the two events, while incredibly successful, are so vastly popular they seem to have lost that feeling of being a not-so-well-kept-secret. As a result, it seems that many of Manchester's clubbing community are seeking smaller soirees when the weekend comes about.
Photo credit: Nik Torrens
Subsequently, a series of more intimate parties, such as Micron, Cutloose and Content, have charged into the fore: some of which provide an insight into fresh new talent, and some showcasing big names in Manchester's cosier venues. Content is a party that, since its inception in 2009, has booked the likes of Rolando, Kenny Larkin and Delano Smith to name but a few. The six-strong team of promoters and residents' combined knowledge of who and what makes a good party seems to have gained them a dedicated following in the past 18 months. For their March event, they pulled out all the stops in booking another Detroit techno master, Juan Atkins. This, following several years of Atkins' absence from any Manchester line-ups made the ears of the techno purists of the North West prick up.
On the night, all four Content residents were billed to warm the crowd up for Juan's appearance, and the low ceilings and gritty walls made an out-and-out sweatbox situation extremely likely as the venue rapidly filled up. As the lads played house music from the deep to the tech end of the spectrum, throwing in some Green Velvet along the way, it wasn't long before people were taking up every inch of space throughout the various levels on the dance floor, leaving the ever-faithful crammed against the front barrier waiting keenly for Atkins to take to the stage.
The night did not kick off without drama, with a broken turntable switched halfway through one of the residents' sets. However, after a rapid response from the organisers, it was resolved without a missed beat and went pretty much unnoticed by the mixed crowd of older techno fans and fresh-faced students. Atkins eventually appeared on the stage to an expectant and sweaty bunch, hitting them with some heavy techno to kick off proceedings. His set consisted of typically crowd-pleasing records, including old school techno, electro, a smattering of disco and a few classics thrown in (Inner City's "Big Fun"). He played it safe, but was well received by the crowd, and there were still whoops and cheers aplenty, with many still stomping their feet shouting for "one more tune" when the lights came up at 4 AM.
Review: Beyond the Clouds at Corsica Studios, London, with Anthony 'Shake' Shakir, Daniel Bell and BTC DJ's.
The latest Beyond The Clouds venture saw one of the London night's most sizable lineups yet, with Detroit veteran Anthony 'Shake' Shakir topping the bill, closely followed by minimal techno pioneer Daniel Bell. The event, spread over two rooms of the wonderfully grotty Corsica Studios, also had Rinse FM's Ben UFO headlining the second room, backed up by the various Beyond The Clouds residents, Charlie & Dave from TO THE BONE and Rik Moran.
The venue was completely packed upon entering and, in true Corsica form, was looking decidedly sweaty from early on, the smaller room hosting Charlie & Dave who had an energetic crowd engaged with their tech house. The fact that the residents were commandeering this room for most of the night meant, for a large chunk of the evening, they used this opportunity to play not just the warm-up tackle they're usually limited to, but a varied selection of deep house and techno usually reserved for peak-time slots as well.
In the equally busy main room, Shakir was doing his thing. The Detroit DJ has been making music for many years, and is renowned for a varied style, which was certainly on display throughout his set, with sounds that took listeners from the contemporary end of the spectrum to throwback techno. Further along in the night, Hessle Audio's Ben UFO took over from the BTC residents in the second room, and finished the crowd off with a miscellaneous selection of squeaks, bleeps and squelchy acid noises, culminating in screeching electro riffs that seemed ready to take your ears off.
Back in the main room, the heads-down crowd were surprised by an early departure from Shakir, meaning that Daniel Bell took to the decks 20 minutes early. Bell decided to take the pace Shakir had set down a notch with some typical minimal grooves. These basic beats, many of them composed in the '90s, were a minimal diehard's dream, however, when transitioned from vinyl to the dance floor at Corsica, left listeners a little cold. Consequently, it took some time for the music and the crowd to get fired up again following Shakir's exit. Once Bell picked up steam, though, we were treated to a barrage of thumping techno gems. His ability to keep the slightly rumpled crowd in high spirits seemed effortless, and 6 AM rolled around all too soon.
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photo credit: Vickie Parker
London festival South West Four had pulled out all the stops for their August bank holiday knees-up; showcasing a line-up that covered everything from the underground to the commercial side of the electronic music spectrum. With stiff competition across the capital for the discerning dance lover from various events including no less than two secretsundaze parties, SW4 still managed to pull an enthusiastic crowd with a line-up consisting of headlining giants Underworld, chart act Pendulum, old favourites Layo and Bushwacka!, and Laurent Garnier, and techno treats from Sven Vath and Richie Hawtin to Ben Sims and many more.
Upon entering Clapham Common on the blustery Saturday afternoon, the site had been turned into a veritable quagmire as a result of lashing rain in the previous week. Some festival kids didn’t seem to get the memo however; adorned in frocks and flip flops and looking on at the sludge in dismay. It didn’t seem to deter many though and before long plastic-bag-shoe-chic was being rocked by many, with forlorn looking solitary items of footwear disregarded in the mud.
Trudging across the site clutching some warm pear cider it was straight to the Cocoon tent for Guy Gerber who was playing jump-up tech-house at a ridiculously low volume. Halfway into the crowd; the ability to have a chat at normal levels with the person stood next to you was sadly effortless as the beats thumped away in the background. It seemed that unless you were willing to barge your way to the front to stand with your head in the speaker, the chances of hearing anything but muffled kick drums and tinny treble were slim, and the idea of any bass in the music was a distant memory. Many boisterous boozed-up-tops-off blokes had already made the front their stomping ground meaning that this area wasn’t really an area to dance, rather a place to be shoved around like a rag-doll - something that wasn’t particularly appealing.
Teifschwarz, Tobi Neumann, Josh Wink and Sven Vath provided a muted soundtrack in the Cocoon arena throughout the afternoon, whilst in the ‘Shake It’ tent Layo and Bushwacka and Garnier were giving the crowd what they wanted through their classic anthems ‘Love Story’ and ‘Man With the Red Face’ respectively, providing reactions of mass sing-a-longs and hands in the air. If there was an opportunity to gush about some rare and wonderful records the artists played otherwise it was sadly missed, simply as the sound was so poor. After a good few hours of mooching from tent to tent in a vain attempt to get near a speaker, it was then time for headliners Underworld to take to the outdoor main stage. With a back catalogue dating back to the birth of half of the clientele and notoriety for taking electronica from the underground to the mainstream, it was a treat to have Underworld on stage for a full hour. Slightly louder than the covered arenas, the goose bump inducing chords and drums from their opening track ‘Rez/Cowgirl’ resonated across the crowd as dusk fell across the site; an opener from the collective that gave the audience a kick up the backside to ensure they were dancing from the beginning. Throughout the performance they treated the crowd to tracks from their various albums with their familiar tones and Karl Hyde’s iconic vocals, particular highlights being the epic ‘2 Months Off’ and ‘King of Snake’.
Considering the festival was a sold out event the atmosphere during the performance seemed rather lacklustre with only pockets of the audience really getting into the music despite Hyde’s frantic pleas to ‘Come on SW4 make some noise!’ When the familiar synths from ‘Born Slippy’ boomed out for the encore however it was clear that this was what the audience had arrived for, and as the stage lights beamed over 20,000 people waving their arms in the air, it was certainly the most dynamic moment of the day as SW4 Saturday drew to a close, leaving crowds of inebriated festival goers stumbling out of the common and onto further parties, as the night was still so young.
Sunday’s event rolled around, and it seemed that following the many complaints that had flooded in on the SW4 Facebook pages, someone had quite possibly listened; with the sound levels much clearer and louder than the previous day. The line-up for Sunday was just as strong and after walking into a packed ‘We Love….’ arena where Simian Mobile Disco were playing an acapella of their track ‘Hustler’ over a banging techno beat, it was time to seek out Minus records maestro Richie Hawtin. Hawtin’s diversity and longevity in the industry meant that exactly what he was going to deliver on a set-by-set basis was unpredictable, and on this Sunday afternoon anything from minimal clicks to frantic pitched-up rhythms could be expected. The arena, today sponsored by Last FM and hosted by Together was not as crowded which provided a welcome relief from the crush of the previous day, and it meant that there was plenty of room to get a decent stomp on. Hawtin provided his audience with a cleverly crafted set that consisted of fresh sounding beats that had bite but that kept enough of a groove to keep the techno-sceptics dancing for the duration, a far cry from the click-y minimal he was originally renowned for; his loyal audience locked in with him throughout and applauded him as he played his last track.
Following Hawtin it was time to go and check out Ben Sims in the Drumcode arena (In association with Mixcloud). Sims was playing techno that wasn’t as ridiculously hard as his usual offerings, with beats that were fast but from the funkier end of the spectrum. As darkness approached outside the tent however he moved into more standard Sims terrain with a relentless chunk of techno that maintained the visible high energy atmosphere, an atmosphere more electric than at any other moment of the festival. People of all nationalities and ages jumped around as he finished with his own remix of Sylvester’s ‘You Make Me Feel’; a techno and disco collision which was a perfect way to end the set and close the arena for another year. The record caused a mass sing along from the crowd of dancing bodies– a definite festival highlight which judging by the hollers, cheers and applause was a common feeling from all. As Pendulum played out the final chords of their chart-y d&b rock on the main stage, SW4 2011 drew to a close. Despite the poorly stocked bar and by and large shocking sound levels, the festival was a fun day out with a great line-up. Please just turn it up next time!
Southport Weekender 2011 - a review for www.residentadvisor.net
On a blustery May afternoon, the Southport Weekender crew, responsible for no less than 46 weekend parties over the past 24 years, were gearing up to celebrate their 47th soiree in a little seaside town called Minehead, situated on the coast of South West England. Previous events had been held at the now dilapidated Pontins site in the festival's namesake town, entertaining revelers with a selection of soul, garage, hip-hop and house. It was decided that for 2011, however, that a move to a larger, plusher resort was necessary, and the colossal Butlins site—usually frequented by families and holiday makers—was chosen to be taken over by 6,500 attendees. As well as a swish new venue, the stops had been pulled out for the 2011 lineup, with sets billed from Theo Parrish to Carl Craig, through to Grandmaster Flash, DJ EZ and many more.
Upon gaining admittance out of the lashing rain and into the complex on Friday evening, Gilles Peterson was mashing together a variety of genres in the Beat Bar, and introduced the audience to his pal Joy Orbison who had been shifted on the bill to perform an impromptu Friday night set (to the excitement of the Friday audience and dismay of those who tried to watch him the following evening, the night he was due to play). As darkness fell, it was then time to take a trip through the arcades and into the oversized theatre space that for this weekend was known as the Powerhouse. This was one of the largest areas; an aural and aesthetic treat adorned with white décor, podiums shrouded in white ribbon and glittering visuals.
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One of the main attractions of Friday night was the highly anticipated "'90s classics" set by one of the original big hitters, Roger Sanchez. Billed as "an education in '90s house music," this was a set that, judging by the crowds packed into the sweltering Powerhouse, could have potentially gone down in
And so it was back to the Beat Bar for the arrival of another huge name—Theo Parrish. A crammed dance floor watched him take over from Dixon with some enjoyable disco, but before long Parrish decided to perform a musical U-turn, steering away from the discernable grooves he had been playing previously and choosing records that even omitted standard kick drums at times, eventually half emptying the dance floor and leaving nothing but a few confused stragglers in its wake.
A somewhat bewildered Carl Craig then took over from Parrish, steering away from his usual synth-based techno and opting for safe classics such as Rhythm is Rhythm's "Strings of Life" in an attempt to draw an audience back in. Following Parrish's assault on the speakers, it took some time to persuade those left in the Beat Bar, but a significant crowd had returned before the doors closed for the evening. Meanwhile, in the Powerhouse, Derrick Carter had taken to the decks with his signature boompty sound, throwing acappellas of recent Adele records all over his beats and giving the house contingent the energy they needed to last until 6 AM.
Saturday rolled into Sunday, and by lunchtime the site was back in full swing again. By nightfall, though, torrential rain had started to fall, and it was a mad dash to get back into the complex without looking like something that had just floated up stream. A cold cocktail paired with the sounds of soul sensation Alice Russell was the perfect way to dry off in the Beat Bar, and her discernable talent, belting vocals and easy stage presence was received with whoops and cheers from the crowd.
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Radio maestro Benji B followed with a set that took over nicely from Russell's performance, playing everything from broken beats, disco and dub, before moving into pure unadulterated house music and finishing with Frankie Knuckles' "Baby Wants to Ride." Motor City Drum Ensemble then took over and went all over the place—house to funk to disco. At one point, he even dropped the classic "Is it All Over My Face" by Loose Joints. Across the piazza, DJ EZ had been playing a classic
For the house heads, Kerri Chandler finished the evening off in the Powerhouse arena, which had reached sauna-like temperatures. Playing records from the more uplifting end of the spectrum,
For those lucky enough to nab tickets for the official after-party on Sunday evening, Rahaan and Timmy Regisford provided the tunes for those who still had their dancing shoes on. The ever-faithful crowd partied until the lights came up, leaving time for one more snooze before the inevitable homeward journey. SPW47 in its new home was proof that the
Plump DJ's - An Interview for www.4clubbers.net
Your sound has changed quite a bit from the days of ‘a plump night out’ and ‘eargasm’, these days taking more influences from techno and electro, who would you say inspires you from the techno world?
You pretty much pioneered the breaks genre back in the early 00’s, and there was a period where it was the genre du jour and everyone seemed to be playing and making breakbeat music . As artists who have been in the industry for more than 10 years, what are your opinions on these ever changing musical trends and does it effect what you play/produce?
What are your tips for longevity in this industry?
You have achieved great success in the UK, Australia and have recently been touring the USA... anywhere you would like to conquer that you haven’t already? How do you find the crowds differ in Australia and the USA compared to the UK?
Do you have a favourite country/city/venue to play in?
As two people who have been in the industry for a long time, do you treat your time djing at clubs and festivals as a party or a job?(or both!) do you have any stories to tell from your recent tours?
What’s your setup these days when DJing? Will you be going down the digital avenue in future, using software like Serrato and Ableton if you don't already ?
Who or what do you take inspiration from when producing? Who do you respect in the music world? What other types of music do you enjoy aside from electronica?
What is your creative process when in the studio? Do you follow a particular format or is it just a case of getting some beers in and seeing what happens?
Everyone loves a good bootleg in the breaks world, donna kebab being a particular favourite from yourselves... are there any current records from the pop world you'd like to have a play with?
What else are you looking to achieve? What’s next for the Plump Djs?
Finally, you must be knackered after all of this travelling around, what do you do to chill out?!
20/20 Vision Party - Village Underground - London
It was the week before Christmas and across the country, people were well and truly in the party spirit. Following their sell-out event back in August, the 20:20 Vision crew had done it again, bringing a line-up composed of man-of-the-moment Tensnake, live veterans Crazy P Soundsystem and Lindstrom, as well as Mr. 20:20 Vision himself, Ralph Lawson, in addition to the recent RA podcaster jozif and guests from Mancunian tech-house night Micron.
Photo credit: So Hasegawa
Temperatures were well into sub zero territory by Saturday evening with snow and ice crunching underfoot, but the treacherous weather didn't stop the queues snaking down the street outside the refurbished Victorian warehouse, otherwise known as Village Underground. The venue stood on an unassuming side road not far from the bright lights of Shoreditch High Street, and upon entering one was faced with a vast expanse of exposed brick, high ceilings and a Funktion One soundsystem (brought in special for the occasion) which had been nicely warmed up by the Micron lads, and was currently being employed by jozif.
It had been announced that sadly due to flight cancellations Lindstrom was unable to make the event, however extended sets from Lawson and Crazy P more than made up for the gap. By the time Chris and Jim, AKA Crazy P Soundsystem, arrived on stage with a special appearance from Danielle Moore (a knockout in red Lycra and lace), the crowd appeared to be well-oiled and suitably rowdy. The band's blend of disco, soul and house wound around Moore's hypnotic vocals and by the time they had belted out tracks from various albums of the past decade and beyond, there was truly an air of festive cheer and merriment.
It was then time for Lawson to attend to the decks, and he obliged with a set that informed the people of Village Underground that he wasn't mucking about. Lawson's attentive audience stomped through two hours of pure unadulterated house music; taking it from the deepest avenues through to full-on air punching territory as the night drew on. By 3 AM, spirits and people were high throughout the venue and thoughts of the cold dark night outside seemed a million miles away. This was the moment that Tensnake took to the stage, armed with the tools to craft a perfectly formed live set. Sixty minutes was ample time, as he threw down his delectable disco tinged house anthems, taking punters on a trip from "Congolal" through to "Holding Back My Love" via "In the End (I Want You to Cry)." He even threw in his so-deep-you-could-swim-in-it remix of Jonny Dynell's "Jam Hot," and, before you could say peak-time-anthem, the unforgettable chimes of "Coma Cat" came bouncing off the brickwork, taking clubbers back to the balmy air of Ibiza terraces and festivals at dusk.
And so the final two hours pressed on and Lawson returned to the stage, ensuring that those hardcore enough to last the duration remained enthusiastically locked into his groove until London based Danny Raper smashed out the final tunes of the evening. As 6 AM rolled around, a quick scan of the disheveled but smiling crowd proved that another 20:20 vision party had been a success. An excellent sound system, diverse music and a warm atmosphere isn't always easy to find in the sprawling clubs of East London. Here's hoping they can top it in 2011.
Words /Aby Wojcik
Published /Thu, 13 Jan 2011
Photo credit: So Hasegawa
Community at Plan B - A Review
London has always been seen as a city of musical opportunity. Even since the demise of some of our capital’s clubbing treasures, there are always countless options for Londoners to consider when the weekend rolls around again.
With many of these weekly/monthly rave havens tucked away in and around the various crevices of East London, it was only a matter of time before areas south of the river decided it was time to make their mark on the scene. In this case it was good old Brixton: aplace that in its heyday was renowned for partying… after a pretty long sabbatical, it was time for the suburb to make a welcomed return to the clubbing map.
Community have pulled out all the stops with their new night, and have some of the big guns of the underground electronic music scene lined up for the next few months in the form of Jamie Jones, Claude Von Stroke and the mighty Basement Jaxx. Give it a go; after all it’s only South London, not the other side of the world. Photos courtesy of http://plan-b.co.uk/