It's not safe… it's the Parallax Room.
L.A.
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The focus here is reggae, specifically its routes into dub, dancehall and trip hop as the decade unwinds toward the nineties and beyond.
This time of year — when late autumn begins giving way to the dawning chill of winter — often takes me back to the year 2001, a swirling vortex of electronic jazz and machine soul.
The elegant beat matrix of electro is to rave what the blues were to rock 'n roll. In other words... it all started with Kraftwerk.
Looking down from the Georgia St. bridge, into North Park and the places where it all went down, the memories of the early days of Radio AG come flooding back.
