A Guy Called Gerald

One thing that's become apparent through the various stations of this whole Terminal Vibration saga is that the music grows decidedly more electronic...

This time of year — when late autumn begins giving way to the dawning chill of winter — often takes me back to the year 2001, a swirling vortex of electronic jazz and machine soul.

With Deep Space, his debut album, Juan Atkins lays the blueprint for the chrome-plated sounds of machine soul: the art form of the 21st century.

This music is like Detroit — a complete mistake. It's like George Clinton and Kraftwerk stuck in an elevator. The subject turns to techno, house and other things...

Techno as only the Master Reese could do it. Holding court last weekend at Movement, it's clear that he's gonna keep right on doing it for years to come.

The elegant beat matrix of electro is to rave what the blues were to rock 'n roll. In other words... it all started with Kraftwerk.

And so we've reached the halfway point in the Terminal Vibration saga, concluding the core eighties segment of the trip.

I once said that I could write a whole book about this record, so how about a lengthy post to start the ball rolling?

Folk have been declaring the death of the album for years now, but in truth it has always supported less volume than the 7" single (for instance).

This list represents my absolute favorite 100 records of all-time.