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Why am I sitting here writing an article for a magazine? To answer that, I have to go back to the very beginning, to the moment techno started to wrap me around its finger. But what happened that made me find a symbiosis of two pieces of music so fascinating and incredibly exciting? The first profound club experiences are states one remembers like their first love. The ecstatic, intimately connected familiarity of complete infatuation. Hooked by this questionable affair, I was drawn to the techno temples, as if on a fresh honeymoon, but the anti-metaphysical and psychological realities force you to live your love only two days a week. Which then meant, back to reality. The DJ, the medicine man of modern times, who, with monotonous magical 4/4 beats, is the puppet master in the puppet show, relentlessly draws me deeper and deeper into his spell. One wonders how he himself perceives those ecstatic moments. To carefully place the needle on the innocent vinyl, to become part of this magical moment. To take the helm, to shoot the spaceship into the infinite depths of emotional spectra. To be the initiator of the indescribable feeling and at the same moment to let oneself go freely.

This was one of the dreamed-of goals of my existence. But the path there seemed wider than the universe; progress lies on an interpersonal basis, and one must be careful not to float away.

So how long does it take to feel this feeling? Experience says, until you can look back on it. And it also says that this feeling attracts tasks, like writing articles for magazines.

Text Fred Kreeger