Our period is hooked on rhythm. The year with three zeros in it is coming closer, and the drums of the modern shamans are rattling faster and faster with each minute. The depth of the feeling is tied to the technical progress. The music of the X-tribe was even called that way — techno.
The roots of the style are obvious. Many of us still remember the sweet sound of disco — discotheques, DJs, “Saturday Night Fever” with young John Travolta. This particular music later developed into the techno-style. By the end of the 1980s, the whole world started dancing to techno. In early nineties, this wave has reached the sixth of the world’s dry land known as the former USSR.
Techno has been creating a very powerful subculture around itself. The only thing constant about the style is change. Today youngsters have chosen another word for the lifestyle and music, Rave, to signify a certain rapture, transcendent emotion, even a hurricane. The intensity with which new rave offshoots are being born is simply fantastic. At its basis is the Gestalt of jungle, trance, Goa-trance, ambiance, and acid house to which new trends are added daily. The point is that today anybody be his own composer. If you have a double-deck for LPs and know how to operate it, you can claim to be a DJ. Changing LPs, their speed and volume, you can make up something no one has ever heard before.
Modern music absorbs absolutely everything. We now have even Acid-Jazz. But of whatever mutations occur in the world of dance, it is His Highness The Drum, who gives music its beat. Every generation has its own pace, including today’s generation X. We do not know what kind of dance earthly souls will dance, but while we are still alive, we will dance to the rhythm of our own, declares generation X.






