History of House Music

I was a fan of parties before I was a fan of house, but I soon realized it was the spirit of and behind the music that facilitated the culture, love and respect for the people around it that really inspired me to dive deeper into dance music itself.

Many people, more now than ever should understand the history and depth of the sound and where it came from as the music still changes form and wavers in and out of the underground. There are many stories, histories and theories. Most have elements of truth and here are a few.

Here’s one lengthy but interesting history lesson for the development of both House music and the dance culture around it, written by Phil Cheeseman for DJ magazine.

The gist of what I tell people and what the basis of house was birthed in Chicago by djs playing new music to a dance heavy scene whom were looking to do something different from the dying disco sound and wanted to focus more on the purity of the rhythm and dance aspects of the music rather than the glam of the scene and the people that surrounded it. The development of new synthetic and electronic rhythms and drums as well as the introduction of samplers facilitated the growth and developments of the first house tracks.

The term “House Music” started from the type of music played at a late 70’s early 80’s Chicago club called The Warehouse; which over time was shortened to just The House. Frankie Knuckles (“The Godfather of House”’s Myspace page), a New York DJ transplant in Chicago, was the first pioneer playing a combination of new sounds from disco, funk, breakbeats, techno and house which all was generalized into a single style of music being played at the Warehouse as just “House music”.

From then on House took on new forms, sounds and genre’s developing from talents like: Kraftwerk, Afrika Bambatta, Jesse Saunders, Chip E., Steve ‘Silk’ Hurley, Farley Keith, Ron Hardy, Juan Atkins, Derrick May, Kevin Saunderson, Mateo & Matos, Blaze, Adonis, Todd Terry, Frankie Bones, Larry Levan, Tony Humphries, Ian B, Eddie Richards, and many many more…

Not everyone understands House music; it’s a spiritual thing; a body thing; a soul thing.
Eddie Amador’s “House Music” (1999)

The Last Sundays

Lovin’ it today. By far the warmest October weekend I’ve had in the bay in some time. Can’t complain about a thing either. And why should anyone especially if you went out to the final 2nd Sundays gig this year. I’ve been going the last 4 months, growing out my circle of friends, dancin my ass off to some great house on the bay and tonight – kickin the winter off with a fireworks show. I truly appreciate the promoters that remember who they are catering to and try to give back as much as the receive $$… Yet again I have to say the Norman killed me on the floor. This boy rocks the house every time. Big up to all my boys – and girls – that came out today. Those that I met, I do wish I hooked up the contact but if you are here, drop me a mail. This winter should be fun as hell, if I’m ever around. Big plans for A-ber to get out of town and check out how the otha side lives. Hopefully as fabulous as I am.

Recap of the rest of the weekend. Good show out at ICE last Saturday. Too bad I couldn’t kick it longer – congrats to CH – many happy wishes for your marriage, and for coming out to the BFlip, you girls surprised me on showing up. I didn’t know you like to get down! – I know you guys are gonna keep it rolling through the cold season. Though I didn’t really want to bring it up, I did witness the A’s go down to the Yanks that Sat afternoon. I also noticed they were making people break their brooms brought to signify the sweep. I was told this was because a long broom stick can make for a great weapon. But I guess a short, shard pointy half of one can’t hurt anyone. Go figure? The thinking here is ridiculous but it turned out to be their jinx and the A’s couldn’t pull it through. And not again today so it’s back to NYC. :( All I have to say is, my team, the RAIDERS won today. Hell Yeah! Going up against NY too, next week. Good Luck boys…

Friday was nothin but good food, good friends and a funny ass movie: Bandits. P.F. Changs IS over rated for Chinese food but it’s still some grub when you need some greasy chinese. Just don’t go because of the “atmosphere”, unless you like grumpy yuppies, sapin on martinis and complaining about waiting. Next time we do the lame lunch at a Cheesecake Factory.

The night didn’t end without some drama; so I get to hear more crap about friends going behind other friends for their own means. I never would have known RM to back stab but that’s all f*cked up man. Get your own girlfriend bro. Not only that, get honest with yourself.

And now for me it’s on to a little work on the site, a little work on the job, and some work on the music. More to definitely come and I know you can’t wait. Impatient huh…damn.

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“Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love – and to put its trust in life.”
Joseph Conrad

“Relationships–of all kinds–are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost.”
-Kaleel Jamison