Juan Atkins

A tribute to Damon G. Riddick, L.A.'s laidback ambassador of machine soul, and his sprawling nocturnal wonderland laid out beneath a neon glow.

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 latest Motion playlist dates back to late summer, with the tempo dropping accordingly into machine soul, trip hop and finally post-disco and techno.

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.

Not much to add to what I said here, but within the context of what we've got lined up in the August heat, it seemed high time to throw a little more love Magic Juan's way.

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...

What do I like about techno? For one, it's the frequency, the vibe... not to mention the sense of longing, that alien wonder running through its core.

The legacy of Andrew Weatherall looms large over dance music's history. What follows is a semi-historical narrative woven around 30 of his records.

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.