Friday, 3 February 2012
It's Friday . . . Let's Dance
By the end of 1993 dark forces were congregation and starting to take over the dance floors of clubs all round the UK. Previous men of good character started to find themselves drawn into this vile phenemnon. Many a night around this time would be ruined by some protagonist of these dark arts, introducing into the middle of a perfectly good evening . . . the Breakdown, you could hear it coming all the way but were powerless to stop it bang, bang, bang and then maybe some strings knicked off of a Hooked on Classics album or just a crappy little melody. You would then find yourself in a haze of BO due to almost the whole crowd standing there arms aloft worshipping one of the minor deities of TRANCE being either oh so clever or up his own arse depending on your point of view.
Horrible, horrible, horrible.
The stuff would become extremely popular and make superstar DJs out of the likes of Oakenfold, Sasha & Digweed and Warren. If I had my way I would have them up in court on charges of Crimes Against Music with the likes of Knopfler and Cowell but that's just me and my blinkered views on music.
Here is a track that I dug out a few weeks ago intending to post as I remembered it as a throbbing Progressive House track, however when I ripped it and listened to it a few times I think that it closer to Trance than is comfortable to these ears, although still not without merit.
Have a good weekend people.
Opal - The Snake