Wait..... techno? Yup, its techno. I have a soft spot in my heart for techno. And ever since my rather unhealthy obsession with electronic music started via Boys Noize (see legend), techno has always been a guilty pleasure for me. From the glitchy beeps and pops to the almost brain melting repetitiveness, the only thing I can personify techno with is candy. But heres the problem: I don't like sweets. Seriously. Chocolate, gross. Sugar, vomit. But alas, there is one kind of candy I like, and that is sour candy, the kind that makes you squirm and thizz face. Not unlike candy, there is a sour version of techno too. So today I laid out some sour techno for you in a little mix I like to call Battery Acid. Be careful, this stuff is pretty sour, but it beats the shit out of warheads.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Battery Acid
Wait..... techno? Yup, its techno. I have a soft spot in my heart for techno. And ever since my rather unhealthy obsession with electronic music started via Boys Noize (see legend), techno has always been a guilty pleasure for me. From the glitchy beeps and pops to the almost brain melting repetitiveness, the only thing I can personify techno with is candy. But heres the problem: I don't like sweets. Seriously. Chocolate, gross. Sugar, vomit. But alas, there is one kind of candy I like, and that is sour candy, the kind that makes you squirm and thizz face. Not unlike candy, there is a sour version of techno too. So today I laid out some sour techno for you in a little mix I like to call Battery Acid. Be careful, this stuff is pretty sour, but it beats the shit out of warheads.
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