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David Guetta is on a deadline. Posted up at his Ibiza estate, the French producer is busy at work. He doesn’t seem to be enjoying...

 

Earlier this year, Lithuanian producer Ten Walls was riding on a wave of global love with his big-room smasher ‘Walking With Elephants’. Then, in...

Norman Cook welcomes the DJ Mag crew into his house in Brighton on the south coast of England, then nips upstairs to change into his...

 

Alexander Ridha loves sound. He uses the word 45 times in 62 minutes of conversation. That’s once every 82 seconds, if you’re counting. “My...

It’s 10am in Tokyo. The witching hour for most DJs who would probably be asleep at this time, tangled in a mix of hotel...

"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams." It's these resonating words — spoken by Willy Wonka in the original film...

Pop music has always run from the sublime to the irredeemable. The charts have rotated from gold to grot since the dawn of the Hit Parade, and the model doesn’t look likely to change anytime soon. So whilst there are always dark periods when commercial radio is little more than a cemetery of tired ideas, dug up and forced to fandango one more time, every now and then a new generation of musicians kick down the door, reset the rules, and party ‘til the lights come on.

In the music industry there are two types of meteoric rise. One is a scary, Susan Boyle-shaped process, where the basking lizard kings of pop pluck an unknown, polish them dumb, tell them what their new name, hairstyle and personality is, and thrust them mercilessly into the light, there to cavort for our pleasure.

As acolytes of electronic dance music, we tend to consider ourselves a fairly fortunate bunch. Within the panoply of different styles, genres and sub-strands, it's...

From Stiff Little Fingers, Therapy? and The Undertones to David Holmes, Phil Kieran and The Divine Comedy, Northern Ireland's musical output has, for decades, had...