it's hard to touch upon...sometimes. I listen to the music I grew up with and sometimes think "am I beyond this now?" or "am I too old to be listening to this? Am I hanging on to the last wisps of a childhood/adolescence that I should let go of?"
Pfffs! Why? Why should anyone remove something that provides so much pleasure? The very fact that I still return to the music that has been in my ears day in day out since 1992 is testament to the longevity and power of it, despite what anyone else thinks or says....sure, some music is outdated and corny or cheesy or contrite; there was a dime a dozen of very generic sounding, typically produced Rave from early doors to beyond. But in amongst all that were the true music-makers, the Innovators - the Basements, Jack Smooths...Waxdoctors et al, those that pushed boundaries and spread the paramaters wider, combining influences and constructing leading edge sounds....incredibly focused and driven music. Likewise my Dad remarked that it was all "noise" all "e-e-e-ahhh ahh blam blam" etc. But it wasn't to me. It was salvation, it was occupation, it was dream and excitement; it was colour, sound, speed and pyschedelic twisting; imagery, surreal and modern and enveloping.
It's very difficult for me to let go of that. The scene may have long since become a ghost, the zeitgeist still sauntering thru the brickwork of silent walls of old warehouses and facilities, but the noise of the youth still marches on in the spectral memories, you just have to listen a bit closely....the whistles horns and yells of pure excitement are buried there, a part of that history. The moment a needle hit a record and the magic began....yes it's all MP3 collections coming out your ears now, and vinyl a sort of halycon reminder of that era; but the fact that everyone still involves themselves somehow, from websites to producers of new-breaks stuff to ardent fans like me....it's just something that I developed a passion for, some tunes will always just...take me somewhere, a different journey - across different genres.....music is its own spiritual entity, where I don't search for 'God' or a god, I have my own godheads in the form of amen breakbeats and manic sounds, blissful pianos and basslines that feel like they're going to burst thru your head! I haven't finished with the worship yet......

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