(Eduardo Paolozzi via Sci-fi-o-rama)

It can be tempting to think of (or make) dance music as an exercise in design or engineering – a set of elements is configured to achieve the producer’s purpose, subject to certain constrains (tempo, length, genre). Isn’t this after all functional music supposed to achieve quantifiable goals (calorie burn)?

This is of course the wrong way – the outcomes of such exercise are dry and lifeless. Lots of dance music do in fact feel this way, because they are made that way. Frankenstein Monsters stitched up from a handful of corpses, subtly modified clones marching out of the digital vat, too mindless to even ask to be put out of their misery, zombie hordes clogging the airspace.

This stuff will be forgotten. This isn’t the good stuff. The good stuff doesn’t feel like it was made. The good stuff feels like it grew, not from a studio but a tribe, its consistency stemming not from structural equations and feedback loops, but the need to satisfy basic needs within a specific niche. It has its own personality. It wants things. The two beasties we are bringing you today want you to dance. So get on with it.

PDP’s (aka Paul Layzell) megamix cassette album – out in a very limited cassette run through the lovely Where to Now label, go get – feels like a good-times drift through the psycho-geography of late 1980s and 1990s awesome black music. It bristles with dance activators, fierce body rock music and laid back cosmodelics, a tip of the hat to daisy age jeepbeats and the pumping mother we are leaving with you today – Chicago catwalk music with a freestyle flourish, stone cold killer.

PDP – People of all Nations

Blizzardo  also gazes at the chunky architecture of the windy city, through the progressive lens of the legendary Hacienda Heroes. Like them, it delivers an exquisitely cheesy trip, our crystal star-cruiser flies into the heart of the psychedelic galaxy, which happens to be a CGI fractal drone cycling hypnotically in the wall of a hedonistic sweatbox. Like them, it breaks out of the city, over rough volksbahn and beyond the event horizon of a free party which is the landing spot for a thousand constellations. Pretty good for a dance tune, huh?

Blizzardo – Mr. Price

Blizzardo is a project of Pete Dinowalrus that we are proud to debut here. Go to the Soundcloud for more greatness, we’ll keep you posted about releases and live gubbins.

If you subscribe to the philosophy above, would like to dance to its practical application with like-minded people, and  are lucky to live within or close to the bohemian jewel of the southern coast, Brighton, you should come down to the launch of our very own Paradis night Saturday the weekend after next (that is, the 3rd) at the Tube. Dance music, nothing more, nothing less.

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