Funny how personal taste can meander like a neighborhood drunk stumbling home from the pub. Before 2011 I was a hard-minimal-dub techno kind of bro. If I heard a track that either was dark/heavy or relentless/banging or psychedelic/droning, then the chances were solid I was digging it. This is really nothing more than demographics:...
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As any Kraftwerk fan reading this will note, “mensch-maschine” is a phrase nicked from the band’s 1978 album. It has made frequent appearances in my writing over the years. This is because one of my chief obsessions has long been those experimental musicians and underground bands who dissolve the distinctions between man and machine...
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My good friend Greg, a freeform radio jock here in Asheville, recently asked me to participate in his program’s best-of-2011 blowout. I wound up lugging what felt like two tons of vinyl, CDs and cassettes into the Asheville Free Media studios, where we proceeded to have a blast. Greg and I spun five hours...
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Welcome to the debut of No Humans Allowed, a new monthly column covering techno, house and other permutations of the “electronic funk,” to nick a phrase from the late Bob Sicko, author of Techno Rebels. I envision most installments of No Humans Allowed taking the form of critical round-ups of the myriad twelve-inches and albums perptually...
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