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He's a funny sort of bloke, is Beardyman. Quite literally; a career founded on quick wit, and what he describes as the “inherently silly” art...

Julio Bashmore is all about contradiction. He’s been championed and attacked by the underground and the mainstream in equal measures, his hooky, earworm melodies drawing...

“We choose to go. We choose to stay. We stick together. We vote. We can stand, we can fight, or we can go.” A speech...

Teije van Vliet’s alter ago, Lenzman, is having a hard time getting to the United States. The 36-year-old Dutch DJ/producer, who is releasing his debut...

It’s hard to believe that Hugues ‘Bobmo’ Rey has been firing out leftfield dancefloor bombs for nearly a decade. Bursting onto a French scene that...

Rene Kristensen aka Noir has a reputation for being incredibly chilled out, and he's not entirely sure why. But it could have something to do...

John Digweed was DJing long before the acronym “EDM” existed, let alone went mainstream and became the musical backdrop of Generation Now. In fact, back...

Little Dragon married young, you might say. It was at high school, still in their teens, that the Gothenburg four-piece met, a good decade before...

Efdemin, to the uninitiated, is two things: a true DJ's DJ and an artist whose productions have exemplified a strain of the German ambient and...

Efdemin, to the uninitiated, is two things: a true DJ's DJ and an artist whose productions have exemplified a strain of the German ambient and...

“It’s not the same album it was three years ago!” Mat Zo laughs, Skyping from his current base in the LA suburbs. “I’ve done a...

It's impossible to overstate The Hague's impact on dance music. In the early '90s, this small city in northern Holland crafted a bastardised version of the sounds bubbling out of Detroit, a ravey mash of jacking house and techno that, at the time, sounded almost impossibly futuristic.

As you’ve doubtless heard, dubstep is dead in the water. Cursed with a lethal mix of commercial success, mass popularity, a huge internet presence, countless sold out raves, the scene is, as any fool can tell, totally knackered. Somebody needs to pause and tell Skream this quick, because from where he’s standing, the world has never looked better. Currently on a short solo tour of the States, the man who describes himself as having “dubstep as my blood group” has been gleefully pushing the boundaries of the sound, chopping up half speed snare smashes and bully boy basslines with taut explosions of house, disco and techno, knowing full well that rather than destroying the scene he loves, he’s blowing it wide open.