Urban75 Home About Offline BrixtonBuzz Contact

What good dance/Electro bands are there today?

Not that enthused by his solo or production work, but Jacques Lu Cont/Stuart Price's remix work as the Thin White Duke can be very good. His versions of Electric Six's "Danger High Voltage" and Missy's "Lose Control" are excellent. Try downloading them.
 
MSTRKRFT seconded here.Work on you is my favourite tune by them.Digitalism seconded too.

On the electro tip..i've been listening to a lot of Miss Kittin,Dr Lektrolove,Thin White Duke,Simian Mobile Disco,Kissy Sell Out and Dirty Sanchez :) I think Fischerspooner are brilliant too.Joe Will Ask? are brilliant live dj's but I don't know if they've realesed any albums..I recommend typing them into myspace if your into up and comings.

Love S.M.D. though with that "hustler" tune and "i got this down".Raw :D
 
My brother saw these guys at what he called 'the smallest music festival in the world' in New Zealand. Theyre good. Wouldn't call it dance music though.

EDIT:
16_0527.jpg

That's the main stage, and the beer tent :):cool:

Yeah neither would I really - it's synthy punk with beats - but they're more dancey than most stuff on this thread esp Rev Shithead and the Mudfuckers who are just The Stereo MCs minus anything half-good.

Thyey were telling me about that "festival" - appparently it's so small they just call it a ppicnic but it's supposed to be tremendous fun. They were really looking forward to going home and playing it when I was talking to them last.
 
It was a great, my brother says. Free kayaking in the river nearby, impromptu gigs in the woods, excellent food, zero trouble and an excellent atmosphere. "Camp A Low Hum" it was called.
 
It was a great, my brother says. Free kayaking in the river nearby, impromptu gigs in the woods, excellent food, zero trouble and an excellent atmosphere. "Camp A Low Hum" it was called.

I said to them "bet there's loads of drugs and munted people" and they looked at me kind of startled and said "no".
It sounds brilliant though.
 
I said to them "bet there's loads of drugs and munted people" and they looked at me kind of startled and said "no".
It sounds brilliant though.
I'll indulge him:

Farewells were said to both colleagues and friends and employment ceased for us both. Now
we had this little music festival to look forward to. Our tickets had arrived in the shape of
two badges that said “camp” in large friendly letters. I thought this was quite a novel way of
doing it. Micheal Evis might want to take note. We really had no idea what to expect from
the weekend. How many people were going? What would the weather be like? Would the
music be any good? It was all quite exciting really. Glastonbury had taught us to travel light
and we packed our bags sensibly. Digital cameras were left behind, disposable ones favoured
instead. I was wrong about having to get the bus at 0800 and we actually caught it at quite
a reasonable hour in the afternoon. Looking around at the gathering crowds, we both soon
started to feel of rather a mature age. Don`t get me wrong, it wasn`t a bunch of children,
it`s just that the majority were getting dropped off by mum and dad if you see what I mean.
Once the bus was rolling, some of the young-uns began to play guitar and sing songs. I was
relieved to hear Bowie, Beatles and the Velvet Underground resonating around the place.
They even knew all the words to `Rocky Raccoon`.

We arrived at camp in the middle of the night and had to set up our tent in the dark. We`re
borrowing one off of my Cousin and we`d never used it before. It`s hexagonal in shape but
we did it pretty quickly, given the circumstances. Rain was falling as well and we prayed that
we`d wake to better weather. Because of the darkness, we had no idea of the size or scale of
the place. We would have to wait until morning.

Predictably, the sun rose in the sky the following morning, throwing light on to all that was
once dark. It did not take long to realise that this was in fact, a very small little shin-dig. We
had estimated a possible 1-2000 people being there. In reality, there could not have been
more than 400! We were in a purpose made camp site, similar to that one out in Almonds-
bury that the Cub Scouts use. There were decent toilet blocks and little cabins dotted
around the place. The whole site was surrounded by wooded hills, in which you could find a
cool assault course and a lagoon with kayaks and canoes! Such fun was had.

Onto the music then. Needless to say, we`d never heard of any of the bands that were play-
ing. The guy who`d organised the whole thing goes by the name `Blink`. He runs a music
promotion thingy and does little tours every month. This was his first stab at a festival. I
noticed that The Evens were headlining one of his forthcoming tours. My friend John will
know of them (dude from Fugazi is involved). Over the three days, we saw some really cool
bands. They exceeded all our expectations and it was great to see them in such an intimate
atmosphere. My favourite were a band called So So Modern. They were seriously tight,
had a brilliant stage presence and (most importantly) had a noticeably talented drummer.
The general style of music over the weekend could be described as a kind of underground,
urban, post-tamagochi, ubersquelch sound. How`s that?

We couldn`t help but notice some of the fashion styles being paraded by some of the
younger folk. Most apparent was the wearing of stovepipe jeans. They`re back! I missed
them the first time round and I`m not really keen this time either. When four kids wear-
ing these jeans stand close to each other, from the right angle it looks like some kind of
grotesque multi headed spider. With shoes on. Most unsettling in the twilight hours after
swigging from the cheap red cask all day.

There were several little performances throughout the weekend that didn`t happen on stage.
You could stroll into the woods and see bands doing unplugged sets by a river or under a
tree. The whole vibe over the three days was excelllent and the sun shone on us pretty much
constantly. Blink would be strolling about, keeping things in order. He bore a striking
resemblance to Peter Jackson with his beard, bare feet and general dishevelled look.
 
Back
Top Bottom