The overarching ubiquity of electronic dance music is no longer deniable. From prime time television programs to their commercials,
the spike (and inevitable public backlash) is probably nowhere more
transparent than this summer's festival circuit, in which
mega-spectacles such as Electric Daisy Carnival and Ultra have blown to
Bonnaroo and Lollapalooza level proportions.
Previewing a niche festival like MOVEMENT
-- some six states and 832 miles away -- only two days before it gets
underway is always a rather moot effort. Either it's been on your radar
for months and you're chomping at the bit
to hit the road. Or you haven't got a clue what the fuck I'm talking
about and you'll dutifully ignore everything that's forthcoming.
heading to Detroit tonight. In fact, by the time you
read this, it's likely that I'll be en route. While you're lounging about this
Memorial Day weekend, drinking all the beers and surely enjoying some
ace tunes, I'll be doing the same, except the tunes that I'm ingesting
will have a much lower bass resonance and will be moving to a 4/4 drum