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 30.12. - proceed? - flex - vienna
PROcession#7 30.12.2006 @ flex
YES INDEED!, we do...
proceed!
22:00 bionic kid (waxos.com)
23:30 the legendary DJ DSL (3 hours superleiwand set)
Some years ago, trip hop was still the dernier cri, DJ Krush visited Vienna. Expectations ran high, but Senor K. was about to be blown into nothingness - by an support act. A certain DJ DSL doin something rarely encountered: making music with his hands, splitting hip hop atoms with ease. None of the locals was surprised, they had seen this guy do other outerworldly things before.
But most spectacular: all his achievements are made in the absence of odd turntable trickery and standard vinyl exoticisms. It´s about timing and discreet interventions. This force is a quiet one. The most raw and basic hip hop ingredients are used to cook up not your average b-boy jam, but a universally accessible groove. Accessible, not because this is some odd pop conspiracy vs. rap, it is a perfect dislocation of the well known, a musical virus that affects and mutates the microstructure, leaving body and meaning of hip hop intact: transcending the format within the format.
It sounds all new and smells like victory.
What a break from the european standard of doctorin' the hip hop, either shockfreezing it into artificial purism or trying to make it more "interesting" by bleaching, thinning and the addition of funny noises. Even our G-Stoners are not entirely innocent here.
DJ DSL's take on hip hop might as well be one of the few profound and lasting Europe ever had.
On account of this he should have been a global player ever since, but he is an essentialist by choice and heart. while the herd changed taste and direction every friday night, DJ DSL over the years remained a reliable bullshit-detector.
Nothing is more misleading than the full version of his nom du guerre, DSL, originally Stefan Biedermann, had picked some 15 years ago in typical old school tongue-in-cheek fashion: D. for DJ (that makes two in the end), S. for Super and L. for "Leiwand", a viennese slang-term for something beyond excellence.
www.dj-dsl.com
02:30 KILLING ME SOFTLY - SKC ALBUM RELEASE SPECIAL!
chris.su + skc (commercial suicide, hospital, subtitles, timeless / TACTILE)
skc bio:
Pre 1995: SKC listens to anything and everything from Pink Floyd to Depeche Mode, from the Cure and
Joy Division to the Prodigy. He also discovers that classical music is much more inspiring than any
other shit. Turning into a snobbish geek now he starts thinking of himself as being above the common
flock with his musical preferences. He is often seen holding a book of Nietzsche poems (one of which
he almost grasped), but he got distracted by a six-part fugue by Johann Sebastian Bach in the end.
1995: SKC's first encounter with jungle: Goldie's Timeless LP. While listening to the album he
experiences his first delusions of grandeur. If he made his own music he might be able to attract the
attention of the plebs he despises so much - visions of thousands of ravers dancing to his beats,
groupies fighting for him, banging on the door of his VIP room where he's quietly reading Nietzsche
again. Later he thinks better of it and goes back to his ivory tower and hibernates for another three
years.
1998: The final blow: Ed Rush kicking off his set with Adam F's Brand New Funk at a legendary gig in
Budapest where so many others were converted. After a couple of beers, vodka and feeling liberated
from the shackles to dignity, he rocks the fuck out proper, sending his friends rotfl. Tormented by this
humiliating experience after years of being a stuck up cunt, SKC suddenly thinks the only possible way
out from this predicament is buying a PC and making his own beats, so he can show the light at the
end of the tunnel for his fellow miserable bastards.
2001: After three years of hard work he finally releases his first single on NYC based Inflection Records
launched by Mike Rivera. It's him who later puts SKC in touch with Paul Reset (Nerve Recordings), who
in turn plays some of his tunes to one of SKC's big time heroes, Kemal. Much to the shock of SKC, he
soon gets an email from the grandmaster of tech-dnb asking if he can cut one of his tunes called
Recharger (Nerve). SKC says yes.
2002: Things begin to speed up. Trace is one of the big guys who first thinks he'd have a go at helping
SKC break thru on his DSCI4 label. His track on Devotee EP is quickly a favourite with leftfield dj's like
John Digweed, Fatboy Slim, and dj Atombomb to name but a few. Horrified by the prospect of
becoming world famous too quickly, he refuses to be on Top of the Pops. This is where he fucks up.
Trace doesn't like him anymore and he's being blunt about it too.
2003: SKC discovers his soft side - at last making tunes his mum can hum along to. As a potential
solution for his identity crisis, he sends some of his bits to Hospital Recordings. Free My Soul is his first
release on the prestigious label, followed by several other appearances on various compilations, and
finally an EP called Future Sound of Budapest in 2005.
2004: Getting in touch with Klute, things take a rather unexpected turn. He no longer takes making
music that seriously. He starts writing meaningless self-biographies. After taking karate lessons from
Klute, and releasing a couple of tunes on Commercial Suicide, SKC starts fantasizing about his first
debut LP.
2005: Dream come true: too many sick tunes, a debut LP is unavoidable. Even Klute realizes and
voices his opinion. Not that he can actually say he thinks it would be a good idea, since they only
communicate on AIM, typing in rather than saying what they mean, but you get the point. With more
than 100 tunes done before the deadline, SKC finds it harder to narrow it down to eight and takes a
year to decide.
2006: The year of the debut LP. After a disappointing album sampler with a Pendulum rip-off on side A
and a tedious tribal outing on the flip, it's time for the world to see that once again Klute was damn
right when he put his faith in SKC. Coming out two days before his 32nd birthday, SKC's first full-length
is undoubtedly the pinnacle of an already astounding career. Some people reckon it's an instant
classic, others think it sucks.
SKC is also a member of Mindscape and Tactile and has appeared on the following labels: DSCI4,
Black Sun Empire Recordings, Soul:r, Good Looking, Timeless, Hospital and Commercial Suicide.
http://www.commercialsuicide.org/
chris.su bio:
Chris.SU [24] is one of the commanding producers and DJs of the Hungarian scene, among others he has put his country on the map of drum and bass. Since his breaktrough track "Astro-Sine", released on Trace's label DSCI4 in 2002, his tunes have been in rotation from drum and bass' finest djs, including Klute, Teebee, Ed Rush & Optical, Matrix, Digital, Spirit, Concord Dawn, Ill.Skillz, BSE, Pendulum, Bailey, Flight, D-Bridge and Andy C. Chris' musical career started early, as a cellist he had classical musical training since the age of 7. As soon he got his first PC in 1996 he immediately started producing electronic music in various genres such as hardcore techno, breakbeat and house. He remembers a gig in 1999 with Bad Company as one of his first big inspirations to start making drum'n'bass. A year later he got signed to Subscope Recordings and soon his first 12" has been released ("Time Warp" b/w "Angel"). Rousing on his success as a producer he decided to buy his own decks and started DJing. Since then he already had gigs in the UK, USA, Australia, New Zealand and numerous European countries. Besides his own work Chris has made various collaborations with SKC, including Desert Siege (Commercial Suicide, 2004) and What's Happening (Hosptial, 2006). He is also involved in a project called TACTILE consisting of five people, Chris.SU, SKC, Longman, Bratwa and Safair. Their debut album SUPER SYSTEM (4x12 LP) has been recently released on Timeless Recordings.
http://www.myspace.com/su4chris
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