Check Me Out…

My index finger is primed and I’m ready for an exclusive ringside session with the bloggersphere, where yet again the daily battle of downloads continues, with millions of geeks seeking out that heavy bass champion sound. For me, this search of sound has become routine habit, and is almost as addictive as spouting the ‘bloggerstar’ bullshit that comes with it. Any member of this dysfunctional community of freebies, will quickly recognise that a ‘blogger’ presumes them-self a critic of veracity and sincerity. One should also recognise we have particularly irritating ways of expressing ourselves, that often condone the misguided opinions of your dunce headed hosts on ‘Amateur Hour’. Stupidity however is not necessarily an inherent trait, therefore please listen closely…

Now just for a minute, I’m going to talk as a human. Please someone tell me why it has become an increasingly rarefied occasion to stumble upon truly stand out productions these days? I presume it is this unfortunate state of vulnerability to the next inter-bred amalgamation of bass, that has made defining what is actually ‘good’ and ‘bad’ a very confusing matter. The incessant buzz factor has a lot to answer for, where once again we jump aboard the hype-wagon with a severe lack of GPS; heading in a unbeknown direction, straight for a cluster cloud of unnecessary pseudo douche dance genres.

Now I hate to pinpoint the culprits, but the Dutch House genre has become a rather squeaky and tenuous affair to say the least – and would it be wrong to say this platter of Sidney Samsonite beef has become slightly over cooked? Well if your not sure, and as much as nothing is ever a sure thing – I can safely assure you it’s been cremated. So I ask all DJ’s and their disciples to stop succumbing to such over played recycled drivel, it makes no sense to strangle an already drowned cat. And truth be told – when there’s no sense, there’s no feeling.

I’m sure you’ve all gathered that hearing ‘Riverside’ on the radio really bugged me this morning.