You can usually tell inside one track whether a DJ has ever actually danced to the music they are playing. There is a looseness to it, a willingness to let a groove sit instead of hurrying to the next trick, and it is the difference between a set you admire and a set you lose two hours to. This pair came up in a scene that has been running at an absurdly high level for a decade without ever needing approval from north of the border, and that independence is audible. The records are warm where a lot of tech house is clinical, and they carry melodic ideas that would be at home in far older Mexican dance music without ever announcing themselves as heritage. What you get in the room is two scenes standing on the same floor without anybody having organised it: the people who follow this kind of production closely, and the people who grew up with these rhythms in a completely different context and recognise something in them. Nobody has to explain anything to anybody. That is a rarer evening than it sounds.
You can usually tell inside one track whether a DJ has ever actually danced to the music they are playing. There is a looseness to it, a willingness to let a groove sit instead of hurrying to the next trick, and it is the difference between a set you admire and a set you lose two hours to. This pair came up in a scene that has been running at an absurdly high level for a decade without ever needing approval from north of the border, and that independence is audible. The records are warm where a lot of tech house is clinical, and they carry melodic ideas that would be at home in far older Mexican dance music without ever announcing themselves as heritage. What you get in the room is two scenes standing on the same floor without anybody having organised it: the people who follow this kind of production closely, and the people who grew up with these rhythms in a completely different context and recognise something in them. Nobody has to explain anything to anybody. That is a rarer evening than it sounds.
You can usually tell inside one track whether a DJ has ever actually danced to the music they are playing. There is a looseness to it, a willingness to let a groove sit instead of hurrying to the next trick, and it is the difference between a set you admire and a set you lose two hours to. This pair came up in a scene that has been running at an absurdly high level for a decade without ever needing approval from north of the border, and that independence is audible. The records are warm where a lot of tech house is clinical, and they carry melodic ideas that would be at home in far older Mexican dance music without ever announcing themselves as heritage. What you get in the room is two scenes standing on the same floor without anybody having organised it: the people who follow this kind of production closely, and the people who grew up with these rhythms in a completely different context and recognise something in them. Nobody has to explain anything to anybody. That is a rarer evening than it sounds.