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Synthetic Sadhus starts producing events at the Marc Ballroom; In-Trance-It (Lushia, Italy) and Paradox (Dalit, Israel) begin events.
Jamin & Steve-O begin producing summer events at the Muse in Nantucket
New trance record store on St. Marks Place: Home of Trance – beings events.
Vain weekly begins
SoundBlaster Live! developed in August
Guy Frenkel a Family Production presents Psychedelic Mondays
First DJ Set: Guy Frenkel
at Vain, 9 Avenue A
Tsuyoshi played there once. Mentioned in New York Times.
We are sure it ran in 1998, however, this listing is incomplete. Please help us fill out the dates that it ran, DJs, and any stories
January 2 Friday
Wicked at Twilo
U.T.T.A. Chaos “2nd Annual Gaja Festival,” Asheville NC
Sasha and Digweed start their residency at Twilo.
February 14 Saturday
Tsunami – Lotus
First DJ Set: Matthew Magic
Tsuyoshi Suzuki, DJ Icey, Mixmaster Morris, DJ Chasm, Pepe, Chris Irvin, Matthew Magic, Satamile, Cousin Sal, Brainmachines
Once blonde South Africa Karen – “Yaaaa!?”) and Israeli Tomer from this publication visited in in my offices at Adweek Magazines, where I gave them a Brandweek advertisers directory and advice for selling advertising.
DREAM CREATION INC
Spring 1998 March/April
“Trance had a hard start, as the US psychedelic scene was always more about long flowing melodic lines, and not hard beats. They see what is trippy very differently,’ says Matthew of Neuronautic Institute, a talented team of VJs who have been spicing up New York parties with their visuals ever since the beginning. Add to this the fact that New York has never been closely associated with little rainbows and elfin sensibility, and you see how the first party, RTTS two Septembers ago, could have sunk out of memory as a mere blip on the city’s techno radar.
But any colonizing body must adapt to existing conditions if it is to survive, and sit well with the natives if it is not to become a colonizing force. This was pointed out to me by a very wise man as I was gadding about the other side of the big puddle last summer. Indeed, I returned to find that what was by any definition a scene had cohered. The whole is every bit as engaging as the sum of its parts would lead you to expect. A sense of community had built on the foundations laid by Acid Phisixs Trance Productions, a dedicated crew who carried on the impetus of that first RTTS with frequent small parties which caused Space Tribe trousers to be sighted in the farthest reaches of the meat-packing district. Their Antigravity party, featuring Nick Taylor and UX, was undoubtedly the highlight of an exciting fall in which Acid Phisixs and Massive Productions/ Tsunami rivaled each other in bringing the best DJs to the city. Massive, spearheaded by the inimitable John Emmanuel, was the guiding light behind the bigger parties, graced by the likes of Sid Shanti and Tsuyoshi Suzuki, that periodically gave a welcome boost to the developing scene.
Amidst this ethos of importation, where was this home team? Quite a few global citizens have decided to settle in the city and make it their own, such as DJ India Drop, who makes regular forays into Israel, Holland, and Japan but calls New York home. And some of the aforementioned natives, most notably the Panda Records duo of Kent Friedman and talented DJ Hugh Sharpe, have been there since the get-go. Awareness is growing as the music takes root and is influenced by its environment: the concrete jungle lends a hard edge to what is already squidgy, boneshaking, and 150 bpms.
These days a new continuity has come to New York; things no longer go in fits and starts. Barely had we recovered from a double-barrelled years-end (Acid Phisixs doing what they do best for New Year’s Eve, followed two days later by an enchanting little Blue Room excursion courtesy of Massive), when free-and-easy Psychedelic Mondays manifested.
Trance in New York is flourishing these days. Even Mondays are psychedelic.
Run by Guy Frenkel from In-Trance-It, who gave us Growling Mad Scientists back in December, these weekly East Village gems are without doubt the best possible way to string together the weeks between parties in a Shanti and productive fashion. Granted, one of the first Mondays was honored by Dino Psaras; but otherwise, the up-for-it party people who keep the place hopping far into the night haven’t been complaining about the absence of big names.
“It’s New York; take it on its own terms,” says Hugh Sharpe. Indeed, it is justifiable to expect a certain quirkiness from a city in which people live in rectangles and drink way too much coffee. So it is that the next blowout in the works (close on the heels of our resident Italian fireball Lucia’s birthday celebration, where India Drop and his partner Dave Cuddihy will hopefully premier some of their own material),
Massive/Pure Children’s Lotus, features Tsuyoshi alongside Mixmaster Morris and breaksmaster DJ Icey. This has prompted suggestions from some quarters for an Astral Projection/Run-D.M.C. double bill. No details yet, but in this city there’s no telling what the future holds, so we’ll keep ya posted. Katrina
Sometime in the Spring
My first party was in the smaller basement room of LIFE disco, sometime in the spring of ’98, I’m pretty sure it was a Dragonfly Records release party for Tsuyoshi Suzuki, very small, intimate, with loads of string art stalactites and taped mandalas on the floor and big paper maché stalagmites, with Indian god /alien art tapestries. So much UV that it was as bright as daylight. Sullivan Street was an L-shaped room, everybody dancing on the long part of the room (DJ booth at the corner bend) and a beaded curtained chillout room at the other end. First dance party I was ever at I felt like a kid at play, free to just dance my ass off in big leaps with no leering sexual overtones and no weird groping from the male gaze. So many truly nice people who were just as playful and truly friendly, without an ulterior motive.
it had fin de siecle crystal wall sconces, and I was standing under them looking out thru the refracted rainbows, and then there was this thing where everybody left off dancing and came to stand there to ‘see’ it, and then, oops, people unhooked the crystals and were walking around with them, so that was a little bad, cuz the chandeliers were a loss
Tsunami – Jorg