A snapshot of a short-lived microgenre, created by a niche network of producers in New York, fusing two of the dominant sounds of the city in the mid 2000s – the ostentatious, trunk-knocking drum programming of Diplomats beats, and the euphoric big-room trance sounds spilling from the city's clubs. Dipset Trance.
The narrative is bursting with color and impossible to fit into a 60 minute timespan - but here is an effort to both timehop a personal story and nod to a timeless musical vignette of influences and inspiration that spans intensely amongst all corners of the artistic globe: shining bright into film + design + literature + circumstance as much as the sonic palette itself presents. Here’s a little exploration and adventure celebrating both the underbelly of the unknown with all that is beautifully pop.
The narrative is bursting with color and impossible to fit into a 60 minute timespan - but here is an effort to both timehop a personal story and nod to a timeless musical vignette of influences and inspiration that spans intensely amongst all corners of the artistic globe: shining bright into film + design + literature + circumstance as much as the sonic palette itself presents. Here’s a little exploration and adventure celebrating both the underbelly of the unknown with all that is beautifully pop.