A 4 1/2 Minute Edit is Like Premature Ejaculation for True Dance Music Fans
The Prophet believes pure and simply, that a four and a half minute track edit is like premature ejaculation for any dance music fan nurtured on three hour sets and 12 minute extended mixes.
Can you really feel the soul of the track if within thirty seconds, the vocal or chorus has been played nineteen times. Where's the teasing? The build up? The melodic rollercoaster ride, or the payoff, the beautiful breakdown, hinted and teased as the track evolves and reaches its peak?
There is no patience in dance music anymore, fans very rarely take the time to appreciate the beauty involved in the progression of any track longer than 300 seconds, the same can be said for the overkill of saturating tracks in a repetitive vocal.
Call it evolution, or perhaps The Prophet is simply trapped in the past, living in a pre USB, pre prepared setlist primitive world, but a vocal would always improve on the nature of any song, but not at the expense of the instrumental side of the track. It seems that the vocal has become front and center of any track. A vocal free track can still be as emotional as any vocal track.
Could you imagine Tiesto's "Lethal Industry" with a vocal? Could you imagine Armin van Buuren's "Sail" with a vocal? It's unnecessary. Now have you ever heard a four minute version of either of these undeniable classics. They barely even scratch the surface of what makes both of these tracks almost perfect.
In comparison, could you imagine John O' Callaghan's 'Find Yourself' or Paul Kalkbrenner's 'Sky and Sand' without their timeless vocal. The emotion in both track's would disappear. The beauty in the track would be lost.
The Prophet challenges you to provide him with examples of a four and a half minute track that isn't improved by allowing the track to breathe in a muscular extended mix.
Perhaps it's a conflict of generations, the newer generation of dance music fans have been raised on the majority of their songs being released on commercial radio, whereas previous generations were forced to dig and scavenge to uncover tracks heard at “that gig last night”. God forbid the previous generations were using bootleg tapes, cassette recorded events and the sleuthing detection skills of Sherlock Holmes to uncover tracks that they had previously heard.
There's simply so much music to sift through these days, it's like being an antiques dealer in the world's largest car boot sale. It could be argued that more output equals greater quality, but there's a very slim chance this would be the case. Everybody is a DJ these days, you can literally go out buy some second hand decks and start calling yourself a DJ, and probably find yourself a gig.
Beat matching, pre recorded sets. Quality over quantity seems irrelevant these days. Get yourself a gig, make yourself some money seems to be the order of the day. The need for technical ability has been removed from the industry. Saturation is inevitable when the industry undervalues talent, and everyone is told they can become a DJ.
The same could be said for the quality of tracks being mass released to capitalise on the popularity of dance music at the current minute. Can it be denied that there is a formulaic nature to the majority of electronic dance music singles currently being released. Four minutes long, The Drop, plus a popular and well known R&B collaborator, you're almost guaranteed a number one single.
There's a revolution on the cards though, fans are realising that they actually enjoy getting lost in the music, every track doesn't need the chorus repeated every thirteen seconds, sometimes less is more, fans need to earn the chorus, to value the chorus.
DJ's are realising that a song can go as long as it needs to, a set should always be played off the reactions of the crowd and the connection to the music, there's always going to be room for a big chorus, but if it's a concert saturated with big chorus and huge drops, how can you get lost in a sea of music. Without the small intimate moments in a track we can't appreciate the euphoric musical majestic epiphany.
Can you really disagree that sometimes in the middle of a rave less is more?
Until next time...
The Prophet Has Spoken