Like any starting DJ, my first experiences at the turntables have come from playing small living room parties, basement clubs and the odd small festival. I've always been fond of small venues, whether for concerts or club nights. I know EDM is booming in the States with its rock hard brostep and techno sounds, but I can't connect with that at all. Then there's the big sweeping melodic techno/progressive house thing, which a lot of people in my immediate surroundings are in to. Now I do have a softspot for some of that stuff, but it's only really effective in big rooms. In my opinion, it's the panoramic quality of these great Guy J or Apparat tracks that makes them so wonderful, but it just won't come out on small soundsystems. The Big Room appeal is there, and some of it works great on headphones for instance, but it won't get people dancing at a party.
So, the operative word is 'intimacy', and it's the exact opposite of what a lot of people would consider a trend in 2012/2013. In the Netherlands, we've opened our biggest dedicated concert venue to date (the Ziggo Dome, cap. 17.000) opened last year. Skrillex got comfortable on his superstar-pedestal, and around him every noticeable popstar started looking for a wobble and the perfect drop. Intimacy is the antithesis of everything that is going down in commercial electronic music right now. It's gone missing in most commercial music output, replaced by awe-inspiring loudness and subsonic rumble. Call me old-fashioned, but I'm not going to a club to get blown away. Simply put, I want to feel something, I want the sweaty physicality of the dance floor. So that's what I'm looking for.
Next week, I'll share some of the main pointers towards intimacy I've found over the last year. For now, I'll just give you a quick example of what I'm talking about.
One of the first tracks I really came to enjoy playing way back in 2011 (those were my baby steps) was a track from globetrotting producer Matias Aguayo, Minimal. It's basically a 127 bpm samba track fused to these new wave guitar chords and then there's Aguayo's voice, in total deadpan mode, singing about his distaste for minimal (techno) music. He sings that 'these clubbers don't dance' and the 'music got no groove' and 'no balls'. Instead, he wants to dance to a more nocturnal, profound, sensual rhythm. I couldn't have said it better. On a whole, it's a curveball on any dancefloor. It's a devil to mix and Dutch audiences move far too stiff to do the track justice, but it's just pure joy playing this track.