It’s hot in New York. The sweltering, energy-sapping sort of hot that could only come from a city able to have efficient massive underground public transportation but no central heating and cooling. It’s a wake you up in the middle of the night sort of heat, fans do no good, neither do ice cubes on your head. It’s fitting, then, that tonight I stumbled across P4K’s top songs of the 2000s list, and was brought to remember one of the Res Mag anthems-The Streets’ “Weak Become Heroes”.
This, in a convoluted way, has me, tonight, listening to Zomby’s halcyon day of rave throwback Where Were U In ‘92?
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We’ve never hidden the rave roots here at Res-hell, our current color scheme is a testament (as is our very name-think Underworld). Despite the fact that the days of us running like wild-eyed mad cheshire cats from dirty basement party to dirty basement party are long since gone, it’s nights like this, when you have to refrigerate your red wine to keep it from turning to vinegar, that a throwback to hot, sticky nights exorcising demons, passions and outside life itself on a dance floor with intimate strangers is very much in order. Zomby, the crazed wonk madman of the Hyperdub roster, offers just that with his unexpected 2008 album Where Were U In 92?, which bypasses some of the lo-bit wonkstep he’s gotten famous for recently and instead trades solely in the rolling piano hands-in-the-air massiv that’s thought of so lovingly by Mikey Skinner at the Chinese restaurant in “Weak Become Heroes”.
We all smile, we all sing.
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