The Jungle Diaries: A Junglist on a Mission

Writing a diary (and being serious about it) is like having a life-long conversation with earlier versions of yourself. A very instructive practice.

It has its embarassing moments, yes, but it really is the ultimate way of grasping what your life is about. It forces you to take yourself seriously, even at the most ridiculous moments (and also at the most intense ones, obviously). It reminds you of lots of things that you would otherwise have forgotten. It’s a constant source of surprising insights. And it’s hugely entertaining.

This is a picture of one of my diaries from ’94, the year where I moved from London to Copenhagen. (That’s a flyer from Tribal Dance at The Paradise in Islington on the left page. Oooooh, how I wanted to go back!)

On these particular pages, I was tormented about having left London behind. This lasts for several books after this one.

I had plunged head first into the London jungle scene with such burning teenage enthusiasm! – oh, me, the discoverer of new worlds! – it was all so terribly exciting! I wanted the entire world to know about this!

And there I was, in Copenhagen, where no one had the faintest idea what I was talking about. A junglist, all alone.


The Jungle Diaries

But I was a junglist on a mission. At this point, I am nine months into my jungle adventure. This is what I wrote in my diary in August 1994. And yes, there are some truly cringeworthy sentences in there. But it is also sweet and honest. Do you recognize this, techno teenagers and fellow newborn ravers of the 90s?

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“Oh, how can I explain this. Jungle is very fast, hectic, beautiful, gripping. It crashes over you like a wave and carries you away. The bass is so deep, you feel it more than hear it. It grabs you by the spine. It’s the rolling, metallic, wild, deep, riveting, evil, beautiful, intense sound of the drum and the bass.

dagbog 300 toTHOUSANDS of young people – and more and more, still! – are moving into this space now. When you have started dancing to this, you don’t stop. It’s hypnotizing and fantastic. It’s important and wonderful. And it’s new. NEW!

I just instantly felt convinced that this – this sound, this condition, this feeling – is one of the best and most important things to happen in the 90s. And while I was still in London, and while my own enthusiasm and the understanding of it all grew, I watched the jungle techno grow and expand, too, just like expected. Into The Astoria and the Ministry of Sound and even places like The Equionox and the Hippodrome. Into articles in The Face and i-D. And out into the sound of London, from the unstoppable hizzing sound of the pirate stations, taking over the airwaves. It is happening NOW, and I was there. This sound is the FUTURE!

I was at this one. Devious D. and Nicky Blackmarket (amongst others) in the main arena. Techno and trance in Arena 2.

Oh, the Astoria! Old flyer. July 2nd, ’94. I was actually at this one. Devious D. and Nicky Blackmarket (amongst others) in the main arena. Techno and trance in Arena 2.

I am certain that one of the reasons why it’s so gripping and fantastic is that it reaches deep into something inside of us that has been ignored or has disappeared in the world today. Something tribal, something basic. The rhythm and sound is trance-like, it touches the heartbeats and the dreams. It’s a new culture. You become part of it and you always will be.

And now I feel so alone. I am just DYING to fly straight back to London and the rhythms and the lights and the friendships. I am dancing by myself in the living room. Jungle HAS TO spread to the entire world from London. And I will help it do so! I have to!”

Clear mission statement from my junglist self, early version! 🙂


And then….

People living in Copenhagen, especially the ones who remember Street Dance Records, will probably find these next diary entries pretty entertaining:

Late September ’94:
“I have just discovered that they actually DO have a few jungle vinyls in Street Dance Records. All hope is not lost, then”.

October ’94:
“I have asked the guys in Street Dance Records about their opinion on the matter. They think it won’t catch on here because it’s too “ragga” (their word) for the techno heads and too “techno” for the raggas. Of course I tried to explain to them that it’s not really like that at ALL. But you have to have been in London to understand, I guess”.

But then, fortunately, this happened:

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The original Jungle Fever II flyer! With a black and white butterfly on the other side. They all seemed to be hand-cut with scissors which is like maximum underground. Entrance fee is pretty awesome as well.


And this is what I wrote about THAT:

Very late October, ’94
“OH! MY! GOSH! Friday afternoon after uni I walked into Street Dance Records to ask how much the tickets for the Prodigy concert were. As always I skimmed through the techno flyers in there (you never know) and KAPOOOW!! I found this tiny little unimpressive piece of paper saying “Jungle Fever II”. For a second I was like “nooo, it can’t be”. I was getting so used to that no-hope attitude… and then SUDDENLY! Oh JOY! Oh thank you, somebody! THANK YOU DJ NIS whoever you are!”

Maximum LOL. Moments caught in time. Pin those butterflies.

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More oldskool stuff

If this has given you the oldskool feels, you can listen to some proper way-back-when sounds on my 7 all time favourite jungle tracks list <–right here.

For some very oldskool photos from one of the later Jungle Fever parties, check the Super rare photos: Blasts from the Past post.

Jungle feelings: The Love and Kisses Special

All those awesome tunes and all that sweaty dancing makes everyone all emotional, so there’s a whooooole lot of hugging and kissing going on on those jungle dancefloors and beyond. Let’s dive straight into a junglistic love mix.

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Junglettes celebrating the sun and the happiness and the friieeeeendship at Roskilde Festival 2005. The Copenhagen bass providers Ohoi! were playing that year. Awesome times!

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Jungle tunes and hugging sessions. A Jeff Mills party in May 2006 quickly transformed itself into a proper oldskool jungle session. With lots of huggy vibes.

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Love on the dance floor. I am overdoing the hugging there a little bit, sorry Mariiiii. This is Jungle Bells 2005! – Culture Box. Photo courtesy of the one and only Miss Popo.

More Love on the dancefloor! Lucy Love on the mike and Nico DeFrost and Yo Akim on the machines. An outdoor party at Christiania, Copenhagen, september 2007. Rare stuff!

Expressing some love while lining up for the Kraken party at Stengade, Copenhagen, October 2007.

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One of those moments at DNBZone. Nadsat, November 2005.

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Nis and Svingsen, backstage at the Kraken party at Stengade, October 2007.

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The appreciative hug. Nis and Caspar behind the decks. Jungle Bells, Culture Box, Copenhagen, december 2005.

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Casparados and Chriszka, New Year’s Eve 2005.

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Yup, that kiss is happening. DNBZone at Nadsat, Copenhagen, November 2005.

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Chriszka and Lewis having a ball at sunny Roskilde Festival, 2005. This pink jungle tee will get a revival, I promise!

More kissing - at DNBZone, Culture Box, January 2006.

Happy hair kissing at DNBZone, Culture Box, January 2006. This was clearly before the rebuilding of the bar area.

Mariiiii just kissing the air, man, kissing the air.

Mariiiii just kissing the air, man, kissing the air. Spot the <3.

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JKamata is totally not enjoying a kiss attack. JSL approves. Tim Driver’s birthday party at Bassment, June 2009.

DNBZone, January 2006.

Happy DNBZoners, getting ready at Svingsen’s Jungle Hut, January 2006.

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Group hugging. The Kraken party, Stengade, October 2007.

A whole lot of <3-ing in this photo.Liquid still not loving police, tho. Tim Driver's birthday party at Bassment, Rust, June 2009.

A whole lot of <3ing going on in this photo. Liquid still not loving police, tho. Tim Driver’s birthday party at Bassment, Rust, 2009.

Intense group hugging on the dancefloor! Rum & Bass, Stengade, June 2006.

Intense group hugging on the dancefloor! Rum & Bass, Stengade, June 2006. Awww! Perfect Kodak moment caught by the one like Vitus. (Who is the junglist in the dark blue t-shirt squeezed between Advokatorex and Garridge Bwoy? Anyone? (The 4th person in the jungle sandwich is me)).

If you want more love, check out the 7 most romantic jungle tunes ever.

For more hugging, check out the Blasts from the Past – the Birthday Bash Edition  and Blasts from the Past – Ohoi! turns 4.

There’s a whole lot of friendly physical action going on in Dancefloors, moshpits and junglistic crowdsurfing, too.

Dancefloors, moshpits and junglistic crowdsurfing

I stumbled upon jungle sort of by coincidence when I decided to celebrate my birthday by dancing the night away at the Paradise Club in Angel, Islington. This was 1993. 28 days later I went to the Jungle Fever New Year’s Eve party at the Marquee, and that was that. I was blown away.

In the following years I spent a lot of time explaining to myself (and everyone) why this music had swept me off my feet with such intensity. Why was it that I loved this music so much?

One of the things I always said when trying to explain this was that to me, jungle had the depth of classical music, combined with the physical intensity of a moshpit at a death metal concert. But, contrary to the metal moshpit, I could enjoy the rush and the brutality of the music without getting kicked in the head by people crowdsurfing. A big plus.

Thus, I have never been too pleased with the emergence of the drum’n’bass moshpits which, to me (but this might be inaccurate) sort of started occurring when dubstep got really popular. Okay, so “not too pleased” is an understatement. I am HUGELY AND MASSIVELY ANNOYED by moshpitting at drum’n’bass parties. I’m so like “you’re doing it wrong!” on that thing. Do not disturb my dancing, plz!

I can see why it happens, though, and fortunately, it mostly occurs with the more ‘mainstreamy’ kinds of drum’n’bass which I don’t really like anyway, so nothing is ruined, really. Like the Chase & Status thing at Roskilde in 2013. When writing the review of that concert for Gaffa I decided to coin a new term to describe that particular genre: circle-pit pop. You can read the review and my musings on the frenetic moshing right here (in Danish). I also wrote about the moshpit happenings when Andy C played at the StrĂžm festival in Enghaveparken. I was not happy about it: NĂ„r publikum smider tĂžjet.

When crowdsurfing is okay
That being said! – one particular moshpitty moment will be a heart-warming classic for ever and a big landmark in the history of Copenhagen junglism. I am, of course, thinking about the legendary Hype party at Stengade in november 2005. Crowdsurfing galore. And that was, all my moshpit aversions aside, totally okay. All attempts of jungle crowdsurfing since then are just pale imitations.

So, enjoy a trip back to a truly packed, truly sweaty and truly wild dancefloor. Thanks to the one and only Vitus for the photos. Gems!

A dancefloor clearly agreeing on the total awesomeness of that particular moment.

A dancefloor agreeing on the total awesomeness of that particular moment.

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And so it begins. Ole clearly approves of something happening in the mix. I certainly look well pleased, too.

This was my profile pic for MySpace like, forever. Probably still is, come to think of it. Thank you, Vitus. This is how I feel.

Lots of approving going on here! Junglist sign language! This was my profile pic for MySpace like, forever. Probably still is, come to think of it. Thank you, Vitus. This is how I feel. (Points for spotting Phonetic in the crowd. And Frederik Rask with a Beastie Boys inspired haircut. And Lars from mighty drum’n’bass band F.U.K.T.).

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Happy on top.

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Sakena and Phonetic strike a sightseeing pose.

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Hm, what does this thing do… 2000F and Kristobal figuring things out.

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Packed. Just packed.

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Dj Hype, selecting.

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The one like Isti in the house!

 

Alright. Time for the BONUS ROUND! November 5th 2005 was so much fun, it had to happen again. Jump to 2008, and Hype is back at Stengade for some more footsteps-on-the-ceiling mayhem. Let’s go.

Drop doing his thing.

Drop on the decks.

We are just expressing our feelings here.

We are just expressing our feelings here.

Tim Driver doing his thing.

Tim Driver doing his thing.

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Something terribly awesome has clearly just happened.

2000F expressing his feelings, too.

2000F expressing his feelings, too.

The crowdsurfing revival.

The crowdsurfing revival.

Working the vinyl magic.

Working the vinyl magic.

Lots of fun stuff going on in this photo.

That must be one important phone call.

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Sulu doing some light magic while looking disapprovingly at the raver faux pas of wearing a rucksack on a packed dancefloor.

So much enthusiasm!

So much enthusiasm!

LOL.

LOL.


Update: People are pointing out some beautiful little things in the crowd pics that adds to the awesomeness. These pictures just keep on giving! Were you there? Do you spot yourself? Leave a comment!

Did you miss the first episodes of the Junglist Christmas Calendar? Check out the romance of Day 1 or the super rare photos from Day 2.

Blasts from the Past: Ohoi! turns 4

We’re on a boat!

Another trip to the past, this time the 4 year anniversary of Ohoi!, held at Stubnitz, that crazy ship. Let’s go back to July 15th, 2006. One fine, hot summer evening.

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First, the warm-up on my terrace. This photo gives me some real oldskool feels. Look at this collection of junglists!

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I mean, awww. Also: Laura is wearing the perfect junglist outfit.

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Citadel crew! – ready for departure.

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Arrived at the boat. Checking out the deck.

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Yup. That’s right. Nothing has changed since then. Check out later blog posts this month for amazing proof.

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Tim Driver on the decks. The ceiling looks rough.

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The most amazing amounts of colour coordination going on here. Also, I am wearing a ship around my neck. Coincidence? Of course not. Attention to detail, people.

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The line-up on the mainfloor was Potential Bad Boy (UK), Kristobal Cologne and Tim Driver.

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It was HOT on that dancefloor, but these guys are used to heat at Brazilian levels. Check out dj Schack’s most amazing watch slash sweat wristband.

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MC AD turning up the heat. Check out Mariiii and Christina sporting their mighty fine summer tans up front to the right.

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Chriszka and Garridge Bwoy showing Jonask some love. I am reaching the maximum of Looking Retarded here.

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Multi-level dancing. Actually I think Stubnitz has one of the scariest mainfloors in the world. Steel stairs and stumble hazards everywhere. But junglists can dance everywhere (and do anything), of course. And we have dj Drop, too, calmly overlooking things from the edge of that steel floor, making sure noone falls through weird holes or something. Extra points for spotting Rita Blue.

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Oh my, one of Citadullerne was there!

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That dance floor, whauw. But junglists survive the maddest things.

Blasts from the Past: Birthday Bash Edition

Buckle your seat belts, some more time travelling coming up. It’s the Birthday Bash Special. Huge jumps will occur. One obvious rule (apart from jungle, of course): Every photo is from December 3rd or from my birthday celebrations the following weekend.

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My birthday bash anno 1998. Notice the Dimensions poster, the center piece of my living room at the time. A massive party weekend at Den GrĂ„ Hal, Christiania, april 1996. Rotundum on the Friday, Jungle Fever on the Saturday. The note in my diary about that weekend says “FOR VILDT!” so I was clearly happy about it. But that’s another story.
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Svingsen pointing at Rune RK pointing at beer.
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GlĂžgg in the cups. And yes, I went all in with the techno posters in that flat. The Legohouse flyer featuring Dave Clarke, Wpoody and Richie Hawtin lived in the hallway (but didn’t survive the move to the next flat).
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Time jumping. December 3rd 2005. My first Birthday Bash at Nadsat.
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While the awesome suede catsuit diverts your attention, I am barely visible at the bottom left corner of the photo, investigating a time portal that has suddenly appeared in the floor.
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Vitus on the decks. Oldskool.
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One of many group hugs and also, enthusiasm about having an actual digital camera to play with.
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Junglettes looking well-behaved and totally succeeding.
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Mika showing everyone how it’s done.
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Satisfied jungle smiles.
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Miss Popo posing.
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Lucy Love explaining something to someone in the background.
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Dj Caspar. This set was so good, I made an enthusiastic note of it the day after in my 2005 calendar. The calender has limited space, so very few dj-sets make it in there, even really good ones; I mean, think of the volume of it otherwise. So this set was, no doubt, straight up awesome. Photo courtesy of Nufound; my camera had stopped circulating by then.
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Phonetic slowing down.
Sune watches my happy jungle arms expressing themselves.
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Dj Drop discovers that the time portal is still open.
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Chriszka discovers that this cava bottle is still not opened.
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More un-opened bottles.
CRS sporting one version of those signature Krueger stripes. Darkside patterns.
Time jump to what I think was my first birthday surprise party ever, year 2000. Birthday cake by Svingsen who managed to make me some marvelous ones quite a few years in a row, always with highly motivating texts on top (such as ‘Du er for lĂŠkker’ written on this one). Later this evening, we went to something called Plasma at Amager Bio. If it was psytrance I think I would have remembered, so it was probably techno.
Another photo from my surprise birthday party at Svingsen’s flat. Here is a babyfaced dj Nis, anno 2000, and my brother Jakob.
Another PIC from the surprise party. Here’s Claus with a balloon and Magnus with a handsign, and in the front, a babyfaced Niels aka dubqnp. I remember so many details from this flat. For instance, the printed flyer on the wall next to Magnus. I just dove into my archives (yes, I have folders and boxes filled with old flyers) – AND I FOUND IT!

I have four copies (LOL) in mint condition saved in a folder. Here’s the cover, photographed:

And the back:

It’s a flyer for a Jungle Fever party at Operaen, a day in September in the late 90s! Legendary times. Check all the names on the flyer. <3

Unrelated, but in the same folder, I found this gem as well (another one from Operaen) – ‘The Old Skool Bash’ (how sweet that we started calling the sound of ’93 and ’94 for oldskool in 1999 and 2000, LOL).

And here’s another one flyer from the same folder – from a Grooverider party at Stengade 30 (probably 1999):

70 dkk for Grooverider at Stengade! Those were the days.
Check the lineup on those three floors! Legends everywhere. And the ‘tickets available at Baden BadenÂŽ. <3 Ah, those days before Facebook.

Ok, onwards with the birthdays bash pics from through the years.

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Massive time jump to December 3rd 2009. After a very intense round of Chriszka’s Birthday Bash at Culture Box. We are still alive, barely. So much dancing, no time for photos, apparently.
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December 3rd, 2010. Enter the smartphone and my two year non stop Hipstamatic phase! We are charging the batteries for another Birthday Bash at Culture Box. 20 minutes to go.
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Arrival. Tim Driver dj’ing at the Birthday Bash. Culture Box, the basement, 2010.
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Classic Hipstamatic cut. I sort of like it.
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And that was that. Time to chill.

This post was originally made on December 3rd, 2014 – another birthday, obviously. This is a slightly updated version. Time portal is functioning. Time for some more jungle bubbles, then.


More travels to the future and the past
– Read how it all started for Chriszka the Time Traveller: The Birthday Bash III: Raving is like deep meditation
– For more flyers, check out How to be a Junglist: Flyers, flyers, flyers everywhere
– Did you miss a day of JUngLE? Find all the JUngLEkalenderen posts right here.

Super rare photos: Blasts from the Past

Jungle pics from back when digital cameras and smartphones hadn’t entered the dance floors yet. These are digital scans from my not so digital photo album.

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Jungle Fever IV, January 1995, at Operaen, Christiania, Copenhagen. I love the boxed water in Rune’s hand. And the whistle enthusiasm. And the moves.

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And 2000F’s hair.

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And the determined focus of the one like dj NIS. I spot a Moving Shadow vinyl on the decks. This was probably my last photo of the night then, straight back onto the dancefloor. Jungle Fever IV, January ’95.The fungus-like stuff in the right corner is not some kind of Body Snatchers attack, it’s the good old ARMY NET DECO.

Whaaaaaaaat! Only 3!

Yes, you pixel-sucking digital vampires, I know we are all used to 35 photos at the very least from every single party these days (and that’s just from ONE phone) but this is the oldskool days. Enjoy the rarities.

While the search for more treasures continue… *scanner humming*

The 7 most romantic jungle tunes ever

Okay, it’s december. It’s time to get cosy and nostalgic. Let’s oomph the romance.

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Obviously, this is not tackiness from Avatar, but a super cool luminous cave that exists in a jungle somewhere for real.

When it comes to jungle I am most definitely on a darkside tip. Which means I am not much of a lover of piano stabs and cartoon-y voices and certainly not r’n’b samples. But I have the softest spot for every tune on this list. Despite of the copious amount of I want you’s and I need you’s and mousey voices and pianos and r’n’b samples in there.

So let’s get feel-y sing-a-long-y hands-in-the-air-y. Jungle style.

88.3 featuring Lisa May – Wishing on a Star


The list just has to start with this ĂŒber-classic of sing-a-long jungle romance. And out the window goes all my darkside attitudes. I am all twinkly-eyed Disney.


Jonny L – I Want You

It’s the drums! Okay, so the “I want you want you want want you . I want you want you want want you, I’m feeling lonely! Satisfaction that’s when I’m with you” and-so-on lyrics certainly do their bit, but those drums are the perfect expression of REALLY REALLY REALLY wanting and missing someone. Blood boiling.

Jonny L – I’m Leavin


Jonny L, the master of romantic jungle tunes. As pointed out by the guy who uploaded this to youtube, the real heart trembling action starts at 1.33. Drums! THOSE DRUMS!


Foul Play – Being With You


Oh, those hauntingly romantic crickets at 2:05! To hell with them at 2.28! Mary J. Blige not entering until 3.55. If you want more of her voice, though, check out this excellent remix. Gets the balance right, too. Lots of delicate sound wizardry, like butterflies in your stomach.


Omni Trio – Thru the Vibe


Got your heart broken? Might as well smash it up completely with unbearably mournful music until you get better. Oh, man, this is a sad tune. That piano at 1:25 just breaks my heart. Hands in the air.


Bukem – Atlantis (I Need You)


More I need you’s and I want you’s.


M Beat – Sweet Love


As you can probably gather, I prefer the wistful tunes of yearning and longing, but this classic belongs on the list, too. A tiny wee bit tacky, yes. But hey. It will always be this wayyyyyy.

Right! Go out and lose yourselves in some proper hugs. And some stuff that makes your blood boil for real.

“Dancing is a very important ritual”

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Son Kite releases their 4th album “Prisma” today on the Danish label Iboga Records. I interviewed the Swedish duo a couple of weeks ago, and it was a hugely inspiring experience.

It is quite rare for me to meet people who take the transformational potential of the dancefloor and the healing properties of proper raving more serious than I do, but these guys actually top me on that subject.

They are s-e-r-i-o-u-s about it – in a really, really good way, of course, and with an insistent consistency in their thoughts and practices that reminds me of Eckhart Tolle. Which, of course, and obviously, makes all kinds of sense.

Judging by the response on facebook when the release of the album was revealed by Iboga, SEbastian and Marcus have made a huge impact on a lot of people with their music and the ideas behind it. That, too, makes all kinds of sense.

And so, the interview:

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Dancing is very important ritual
The Swedish trance duo Son Kite is back, releasing their first album in ten years. And they are on a mission. It burns through everything they say and is clearly expressed in their way of making music and performing.

“Dancing is a very important ritual. Our main mission as artists is to make people get into this trance state”, they say.

Since the release of their third album “Colours” in 2004, Marcus Henriksson and Sebastian Mullaert have been focusing on their other project Minilogue, touring the world and gaining increasing popularity in the house and techno scene.

With “Prisma”, released on November 17th and consisting of seven tracks made between 2007 and 2014, the duo leaps back to the endless energy and enthusiasm they felt when they first started making music together in 1996. Back to the use of analogue equipment (including releasing the album on vinyl). And back to what it’s all essentially about, according to the two musicians: Getting into the all-important dance ritual and reaching the trance state. A ritual that is as important as ever in our modern world, where we are constantly bombarded with digital stimuli, new distractions and non-stop demands to want something.

“Many people have lost their connection to why we are here and what we are doing here as human beings. Hunting for money, fame and achievements is what we learn in school, and it’s very easy to just get lost in this hunt without even being aware of why we are not happy doing it. That’s why it’s so important to get into the dance ritual and let the the stress out”, Marcus says.

“This ritual is built into our DNA. We are supposed to do it, and we have always done it. Something important happens when we dance to hypnotic drum patterns for several hours. It gives us energy and fuels us with creative ideas. It’s healing, like yoga and meditation. It’s so important that we know this and don’t forget our roots,” Marcus says.


The underground and the mainstream

The album reflects a lot of the discoveries and realizations they have made during their 20 years on the electronic music scene.

“Back in the 90s when the techno revolution started, the whole thing was underground. It wasn’t about styles and genre, but more about a gathering on secret locations that felt new and refreshing and was a really strong experience for everyone. But then the scene evolved and changed and became popular in the mainstream. Parts of it reached the overground and turned into club culture. That was good for a while, but then the money striving and the business models took over and transformed into standard club nights with the typical setup and the typical dj’s and the same thing week in and week out. And those modern industry standards for clubs and techno are not enough for our souls”, Marcus says.

He saw this development happening within himself.

“When Son Kite took off we were playing at underground parties all over the world. Then we started Minilogue which became very popular on the techno and house scene, and we began playing with superstar dj’s like Sven VĂ€th and Richie Hawtin and got to see all these huge clubs in Ibiza and big festivals all over the world. Obviously I really enjoyed it to begin with. But I lost myself in it. The ego was building up, hunting the money and the fame, and I lost the connection to why I was doing it in the first place. It took me a while to realize this. It was a real eye opener,” says Marcus.


Challenge the restlessness

“Prisma” is about finding the way back again, reconnecting with the original spirit of the electronic music scene, being fully present in the now and losing the ego on the dancefloor. And to get into that state of trance, you have to dance for many hours, not just one or two, like the typical club set.

“There is a lot of music out there that triggers people’s restlessness. It’s a reflection of our modern society. We have so many stimuli coming so fast at us that our attention spans are getting shorter and it’s getting harder and harder for us to wait for anything. We want to challenge that restlessness with our music. We want the people dancing to face it inside themselves”, Sebastian says.

With the increasing popularity of the electronic music over the last ten years, the restless energy on the dancefloors has increased, the duo points out, with dj-sets filled with incessant peaks, constantly hunting for those explosions and “hands in the air” moments. This turns into a self-perpetuating pattern with the crowd getting addicted to the hit effect, projecting restless energy back to the dj who in turn starts using bass drops and other ego-boosting tricks every 5 minutes, trying to get a reaction and please the crowd.

“It’s very difficult to stand in front of an audience of 20.000 people who wants this nervous energy and not be seduced into giving it to them. But we really believe that the task of a good dj is to help the crowd let go of that restlessness and the ego and get into the trance”, says Marcus.

Marcus and Sebastian both meditate daily, and preferably before they go on stage, too.
“As an artist you have responsibilities. When you are placed in the center of everyone’s attention, people respond to the energies you send out, and if you are insecure or sending out energies that are all about manifesting yourself, you can easily forward your own unbalance to everyone and thereby hurt the whole. That’s why it’s really important to get in touch with the deeper stillness. Meditation, yoga and dancing are ways to do that,” Sebastian says.

“Dancing for eight hours and really uniting with the music is a reminder that this is how it could be with everything you do in life. It’s such a wonderful feeling to be one with what you’re doing, to really melt into the experience. That’s why it’s so extremely important for us to inspire people to reach that feeling. It’s a tool to really connect to life. The sound of our music is formed by this aim”, Sebastian says.


The analogue

Releasing the album on vinyl has been very important to the duo, as well as using analogue equipment in making the tracks.

“The analogue equipment like the drum machines and the sequencers are affected by their surroundings, by all the vibrations and the feelings in the room and by you standing next to them. Their timing is never completely exact, and these small variations make them more human”, Marcus says.

“The computer screen has these visual representations of the music, and the entire process takes place in your thoughts and in your head much more than in your heart and your body. With the analogue equipment your access to the psyche and the subconscious is a lot more direct. And that’s the beauty of it. To express what is inside of you and let other people feel that. That’s what it’s all about,” Marcus says.

My 7 All Time Favourite Jungle Tracks

A little while ago someone asked me to do a list of my 5 all time favourite jungle tracks.

“Sure! Absolutely!” I answered. Like the dedicated junglist I am. That just never ever ever gets old, digging out some of the classic anthems for people.

Shortly afterwards I thought “Five
 Oh, but which five? That’s impossible. I can’t. There are so many”.

But then, as I was biking home through Copenhagen, music in my ears, playlist set to random, and one of my absolute favourite jungle tracks came on, and I was like, of course I can!

Obviously there are heaps and heaps of awesome tracks to choose from, but some of them are just 
 well
 the Absolute Favourites. Tattooed so deep, they’re part of my skeleton.

But 5. Just 5?
Well. Almost.

Here are my 7 All Time Favourite Jungle Tracks. Essential tunes.
And there is a really, REALLY good reason why I am making this list just now, today. I will get back to that. But first: The tunes.

(Go to my Soundcloud here for mixes: https://soundcloud.com/chriszka)


Q Project – Champion Sound (Alliance Remix)

Oh, how my heart trembled with ecstatic terror the first time I heard the sound at 1.42 on a London dance floor. It still does. So mean. So dark. So perfect. As far as I know this track was once voted “Best Jungle Track of All Time” by thousands of readers on some major drum’n’bass site. I am not alone as I bow my head to this evil prototype techstep classic.

Origin Unknown – Valley of the Shadows

2.24. Saddest sound in the world. I can’t begin to describe how much sense the “Felt that I was in this long dark tunnel” sample made back then in London, on the dancefloor, raving through set after set after perfectly mixed set of darkside jungle. Uuuuh. And there was a very very bright light at the end, so brilliant


Hyper-On Experience – Lords of the Null Lines (Foul Play Remix)

Sample hunting was so much fun back then! Fucking voodoo magic man.

Deep Blue – The Helicopter Tune

At one of my very first jungle raves, when I still didn’t really know what was going on upthere behind the decks, I thought this was somehow played live with drum machines on stage. Later on, on the same night, when I heard the chopper entering the mix again, I was like, oooooh
 it’s a track. I think this was at a new year’s eve party at The Marquee, actually. I learnt a lot that night.

Remarc & Lewi Cifer – Ricky

Proper original darkside. Real angst samples! Beautiful terror!

Shimon – Predator

Yup, the jungle came alive and took me, too. That’s for sure.

Pulse – Stay Calm

This is so immensely sad and beatiful. Should you dance? – or just stand there, with your arms raised, solemnly, ceremoniusly, like in a church? Both.

Okay, so that was the list. I am going to have to make a new one soon with some of all the tracks I had to leave out. Some choices sort of sorted themselves out. Should Crystl’s “Warpdrive” be inthere, for instance? I couldn’t find the proper version on youtube, so it isn’t. Coming up: The 5 Most Romantic Jungle Tracks. Yes, that can be done. 🙂


But first… Off to London!

chriszka raverWhat is particularly beautiful about listening to these tracks RIGHT NOW, for the gazillionth time, is that I am going to London this weekend, today, right now! – to attend not just one, but TWO oldschool jungle parties – which makes it VERY LIKELY that I will hear one or two, or several, or maybe all! – of these on the dancefloor, mixed by experts, like back in the days, when I lived in London and went to The Paradise, and The Astoria, and The Roller Express, and The Lazerdrome, in the 90s.

Goose bumps! It’s gonna be proper TIME MACHINE BUSINESS!

One is The Ribena Jungle party at a secret location in Shoreditch, with Uncle Dugs and Navigator (my absolute favourite MC back then (and ever, really)). Very limited amount of tickets, and it sold out in a whoopin’ 7 minutes or something. The other one is Kenny Ken & Friends at the Union Club – with Kenny Ken, Randall and Slipmatt.

I am clearly not the only one wanting to go back in time to hear some proper tunes and proper mixing! ENDLESS JOY! I’M DIVING IN!

5 grunde til, at jeg elsker Phace

(Og 5 gode grunde til at alle burde tage ind og hÞre ham spille i Pumpehuset pÄ lÞrdag).

phace billetlugenDer er sket virkelig meget med drum’n’bass-genren, siden jeg faldt hĂ„rdt for jungle i London i 90’erne. Den er knopskudt i mange retninger, og det er virkelig ikke lige kĂžnt det hele. SĂŠrligt de mere poppede, stadionrock-agtige circle-pit-pop-forgreninger er noget rĂŠdderligt lydbras IMO.

Men heldigvis er der jo stadig “nye” producere, som producerer sublime tracks, der kan danses, tĂŠnkes og gyses igennem til (og ja, med “nye” mener jeg dem-der-ikke-var-med-i-London-dengang-i-90erne – ja, det er hĂ„rdt at vĂŠre oooooldskool-junglist). 😉

En af dem er tyske Phace, der spiller i Pumpehuset lĂžrdag den 20. september. Og det skal opleves! Jeg kunne skrive en godt nĂžrdet tekst om, hvordan de produktioner, han er involveret i, bare synes at vĂŠre bedre og skarpere end alle andres. Nu har jeg lavet en liste:

Her er 5 gode grunde til at tage ind og hÞre ham pÄ lÞrdag. LÊs, lyt og lad dig inspirere.

Chook & Phace: Frozen

Lad os starte med mestervĂŠrket! Det her track er insaaaaaane. Jeg kan SLET ikke fĂ„ nok af det. Selvom jeg har hĂžrt det titusind gange, bliver jeg stadig lige revet med og forpustet hver gang. Det skyder kaskader af balstyrisk energi ind i kroppen. Det forbedrer mine lĂžbetider. Jeg er rejst hele vejen til London med det fuldstĂŠndigt specifikke hĂ„b om at hĂžre Phace spille lige prĂŠcis dĂ©t her track pĂ„ Fabric. Bare dĂ©t. Og det gjorde han sĂ„ ikke. Og der var for crowdet til at danse ordentligt anyways – argh! Ergo har jeg – vanvittigt nok – endnu ikke hĂžrt dette neurofunk-masterpiece pĂ„ et dansegulv. Nogensinde. SĂ„ hvis NÅR han spiller det i Pumpehuset pĂ„ lĂžrdag, kommer jeg til at gĂ„ sĂ„ grassat af fryd, at taget flyver af. Oh. My. Gosh.

Noisia and Phace – Thrillseekers

Ustyrlig favorit nummer 2. Der sker sĂ„ meget i det her track – jeg ved slet ikke, hvor jeg skal starte. Den sitrende gyserviolin. Verdens bedst placerede hestevrinsk. Pistolskuddene. Smuk knitren. Perfekt onde, ildevarslende stemmesamples. PiskesmĂŠldet. De fortvivlede skrig. Beats, der bare TROMLER hen over Ă©n som dĂžd og ĂždelĂŠggelse. SĂ„ balstyrisk mange ideer og lyde, der, i mindre musikalske og kontrollerede hĂŠnder end Phaces, ville vĂŠre flydt ud over kanten i en eller anden medrevet og overlĂŠsset effektsovs, men som nu bare lige prĂŠcis holdes sĂ„ meget i ave, at det stadig formĂ„r at vĂŠre
 sÄ  TIGHT! Utroligt nok.

Jeg elsker det! Og jep, jeg tillader mig, uden at vide noget som helst om the specifics, at give Phace fuld credit for at vÊre den, der styrer det her psykopat-track snorlige i mÄl.

Og sĂ„ slutter det endda lige af med et sĂžnderknust Charlton Heston-sample fra Planet of the Apes. ”GOD DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!” SĂ„dan! Darkside lever – og det gĂžr mig noget sĂ„ boblende lykkelig.


Phace and Rockwell – NO!


Åh, det her track. Som sĂ„ mange andre af hans produktioner (og co-produktioner) er det som en vild hest i stramme tĂžjler – hvilket jo ikke gĂžr energien mindre voldsom, tvĂŠrtimod.
MĂ„ske er det pĂ„ grund af den gode, legesyge sving-hoften-fornemmelse i de blĂŠrede charme-trommer, at jeg egentlig altid forestiller mig ”NO!” som en drilsk og sexet pardans. Hvilket sĂ„ fĂ„r mig til at se temmeligt meget frem til den dag, Phace beslutter sig for at lave et track, der hedder ”YES!” DĂ©t bliver da intenst.


Phace and Misanthrop: Sex Sells


Og nu vi er ved sex. Det her er den spritnye Phace & Misanthrop-single, sÄ det kan vi vist roligt regne med at hÞre pÄ lÞrdag. Whehooo, jeg kan allerede se stemningen pÄ dansegulvet for mig. I detaljer. Herligt festligt track, som lige rammer den rette balance mellem legesygt og stadig-mÞrkt-nok.


Phace and Misanthrop – Hyzer


DET HER! HĂžr, hvor det rumler i dybderne. HĂžr, hvor trommerne bare ruller derudaf. On that note – hvor jeg dog bare ikke fatter folk, der siger, at man ”ikke kan danse til drum’n’bass”. Øh, okay. Har I en krop? Anyways, tilbage til sagen: Der er en god Ed Rush & Optical-stemning (Wormhole-ĂŠraen) over det her track. Det minder lidt om ”Compound”, faktisk. Mhmmm, muligvis god idĂ© til et mix, der. Hermed til fri afbenyttelse.

Vi ses pÄ dansegulvet!
Og PLEASE! – drop den der moshpit-tummel. Og skal vi sĂ„ ikke lige hĂžre lidt Ed Rush and Optical pĂ„ vej ud? Jo, vi skal:

Ed Rush and Optical – Point Blank