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74. 12 Tribes (Chicago Funk Dub Mix) by Boo Williams

IN ALL earnestness I believed the scene was going to transcend into other musical dimensions at the turn of the millennium, but was slowly waking up to the fact that nothing would sound as futuristic as Basic Channel, UR, Carl Craig, 430 West, or, Red Planet records, ever again.  

Despite what forums discuss or fanzine writers tell us, we're basically dancing on the embers of what was a late 20th century phenomenon. Nightclubs are not and never have been utopia. Despite a combination of the right drugs and the right people in certain spaces, giving us that impression.

Another late 20th century phenomenon, the rise of the hippie entrepreneur, brought about a seismic shift in the music industry that has seen the artist become little more than a commodity. Draped in logos and other visual signifiers, the music is easily lost. It's why we like the U.S. underground dance scene so much despite the duplicity and greed. It has anti-corporate stamped into its DNA and is in the main light years ahead in terms of its fluidity, rhythm, and funky, soulful experimentation. The prevalent features of its musical expression. 

Fortunately for us, transient bliss, the byproduct of truly feeling these amazingly vibrant sounding records, is a condensed into a moment sort of utopia. Whilst nothing sounds as futuristic, our greatest pleasure is often still that transient bliss that can only ever be attained by truly feeling the music.  

This track personifies the distinctive sound of second generation Chicago house master Boo Williams. His Frankie sample is also reminiscent of another great Guidance cut Freaky (Chaos) by the genius that is Larry Heard, but this track drives harder and has more musical interplay within its changing tempo. I thought his work on Relief was top banana, but this is driving me even crazier. It's great. 

In fact, dancing on embers has never felt so good. Transient bliss, indeed.