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Showing posts with label juan atkins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label juan atkins. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 March 2024

V.A. Saturday

In 1991 Network Records compiled a twelve track compilation titled Retro Techno/ Emotions Electric, a definitive round up of the early Detroit techno classics that set a fire underneath dance music which is still smouldering. The key figures- Derrick May, Kevin Saunderson and Juan Atkins, known as the Belleville Three- are all represented, a trio who invented techno in a Detroit suburb, who met as teenagers and using some turntables, a synthesiser and a multi- track tape recorder. The Belleville Three weren't operating entirely in a vacuum although hearing their music it seems so otherworldly and futuristic that it seemed that way. They were avid listeners of a local radio show hosted by DJ Charles 'Electrifying Mojo' Johnson who played Parliament, Funkadelic, Prince, The B- 52s, Yellow Magic Orchestra, Kraftwerk and Depeche Mode. 

Retro Techno had liner notes which included an interview with the three techno creators where the famous Derrick May quote about techno being 'George Clinton and Kraftwerk caught in an elevator with only a sequencer to keep them company'. There is a short piece by Liverpudlian DJ and journalist John McCready and a discography. And then there is the music which was and still is the sound of the future- here's one from each of the Three, Model 500 (Juan Atkins), Kevin Saunderson and Rhythim Is Rhythim (Derrick May). 

No UFOs (D- Mix)

The Groove That Won't Stop

Strings Of Life (Unreleased Mix)




Thursday, 3 November 2022

Maybe We Can Travel Beyond Our Wildest Dreams

My collaboration with reader Spencer continues apace, he sending a song a week, me writing about it. Previous episodes have offered up these-

Mars Arizona (DFA Remix) by Jon Spencer Blues Explosion

Motor Bass Get Phunked Up by La Funk Mob

Space Invaders Are Smoking Grass by I-f

Today's track takes us further back, to the source of modern techno. 

No UFOs (D- Mix)

Model 500's NO UFOs reduces instrumentation to the basics and replaces everything that could be described as a 'real' instrument with a machine. Whooshes. Static. A drum machine. Then a stuttering keyboard riff. At one minute forty five everything surges forward, becoming louder and more... just more. The whooshes shoot from left to right. Synth chords and basslines, the sound of spaceships rushing past and an FX voiced, 'They say there is no hope/ They say No UFOs'. As the cowbell rattles away a chopped up voice repeats, 'flying, flying, flying...'. The 808 rattles onwards, cowbell, kick drum and snare, as the different elements pile up and are peeled away, pile up and are peeled away. The last minute turns even more abstract, the sounds pushed to their limits, faders and knobs turned all the way round, the bassline eventually bouncing back in, before it all comes to a stop. There's no discernible structure, no verse/ chorus/ middle eight rules being followed. Atkins is a drum machine and some layers of sound brought in and out, the future in creation. And despite it's alienated, sci fi feel and machine nature, it's music to be played loud and to be felt. 

The Vocal Mix is shorter, more full on with everything condensed more and into less time, Atkins' vocal at the fore. He's sure the government are hiding the truth about UFOs, that they want to keep people down and oppressed, 'so keep your head up high and maybe you'll start realising things you never thought possible'. 

No UFOs (Vocal Mix)

No music appears out of nowhere, even the most original sounding, most rupture inducing music has influences, the creator pulling from somewhere. When Juan Atkins moved to Bellville, Michigan, he was already playing guitar, bass and keyboards and he persuaded his grandmother to buy him a synth. He was tuning into a Detroit based radio show hosted by The Electrifying Mojo, whose playlist included songs by Parliament, James Brown, Prince, Kraftwerk, Depeche Mode and Peter Frampton. At college Atkins met Rik Davis, ten years his senior, and though they didn't have a huge amount in common they made several records that can claim to be the genesis of techno- Cybotron's Alley Of Your Mind (1981) and Cosmic Cars (1982). When Davis wanted to make more rock oriented music Atkins carried on alone as Model 500, recording in his mother's basement in East Detroit. One thing leads to another and in 1985 Model 500 release NO UFOs, a record that can reasonably claim to be the first techno record. 

No UFOs was released in April 1985 on Metroplex, Atkins' own label, and was picked up by Jeff Mills. From there the Chicago house DJs began to play it and shortly afterwards it made its way to the UK via an important and influential Virgin Records compilation called Techno! The New Dance Sound Of Detroit. 

Saturday, 31 December 2016

Riod


It happens at the end of every year- I get the Piccadilly Records end of year list booklet and end up buying something that I missed which turns out to be a really good listen. This year it's an album that came out back in February, a collaboration between Detroit techno legend Juan Atkins and Berlin techno legend Moritz von Oswald. Transport is eight tracks of modern techno, pitched halfway between the two cities and updating the classic 90s sound for now. It was preceded by this single which had an alternate version of the album's long, repetitive centrepiece.

I'm off to Old Trafford today to see United. I'll see you all later here for the New Year's Eve shenanigans and a bumper post to send 2016 on its way.

Riod (Alternative Version)

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Juan More For August


Summer looks like it's packed it's bag and gone south for the winter and it's the 31st August which always seems like the cut off point, so for no particular reason let's have some four to the floor Detroit techno action. This is Model 500, Juan Atkins by another name, and a track that can lay a claim to have invented modern machine music. Phased synths, bass, those snares, the sinister and robotic vocal. And let's not forget this record was released in 1985.

A man called 'John' has phoned on the landline while I'm writing this post, claiming he is from Windows. He says my computer is sending lots of error messages to the server and that I have downloaded many files which may corrupt my hard-drive. He says if I just switch on my computer he can talk me through the solutions. Does anyone really fall for this kind of thing?