That sound, we all know it…….anyone who grew up trying to find out about electronic music in the nineties will remember. It was not a bassline or a breakdown. It was a sequence of beeps and hisses and a long, drawn-out screech that meant your dial-up modem was doing its thing, and in a few minutes you’d be online. Forty-five seconds later, if you were lucky and nobody picked up the phone, you were in. That was the gateway. That was the portal to a world of people who cared about the same music you did, scattered across every timezone, all of them equally baffled by their housemates’ taste and equally obsessed with…
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