THIS ISSUE: Ken Micallef resamples tunes and experiences from London’s ‘90’s EDM underground.
In the mid-1990s, record labels were cash-flush and music magazines plentiful. Warner Bros., Capitol, Universal, Mercury, RCA, Arista, Mute, and Astralwerks shuttled US-based music journalists across the Atlantic to cover England’s burgeoning Britpop, trip hop, drum and bass, and techno music scenes. The latter three genres were hailed by the press as the “electronic dance music revolution.”
Back then, my writing career was divided between jazz, indie rock, and electronic music. I wrote for Rolling Stone, JazzTimes, Ray Gun, and Option, among others. There was ample work, and music journalists—those of us covering popular music genres at least—enjoyed the good life.
In that seemingly simpler era, when the internet had not yet revolutionized everything we consume and…