I have reached a point where patience can only benefit me. The reason is that I have begun waiting for a Kuduro producer to debut with the stage-name DJ Starfox64 (three-dimensions and barrel rolls not included). A bit convoluted, no disagreement here, but is it any devolution from this current state of DJ naming? Like Mexican wrestling, the act of DJing often centers on the creation of a persona, with varying degrees of mask based importance. These figures behind the laptops embody an attitude the party will ultimately, hopefully, latch on to with all the ferocity of a teenage couple at prom.
It began with DJ Marfox; easy enough to understand. The tepid waters of the Iberian peninsula, however, have become more difficult for me to navigate with every stroke. World famous rocks aside, I refer specifically to the slew of beatmakers that take on pseudonyms varying on the original '-fox' suffix. Their is also DJ Vanyfox, the walking Richard Pryor joke DJ Niggafox, and today's addition to the collection DJ Ediifox.
After acknowledgement that the play button exists, attention is drawn away from the surrounding atmosphere and towards this tune. As with the last Ediifox song CDM dropped, the rhythm, at first, sounds cut-up or disjointed. Ears curated by western hemisphere sounds may feel a reggaeton or dance hall flavor underlying the zouk beat. Without overindulging, though, the pleasure continues in the form of the bassline: a call to action. But the real energy is not released until after the gun shots. The tempo never slows down. The energy does not subside. Techno glitches are heard subtly throughout the track but at no point does it take away from the high energy dancing promoted by "E a fomeé," its intention first and foremost.
- John Noggle
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