

I had the distinct pleasure this past Friday night of sitting on a bench on North 6th in Williamsburg for an inspiring chat about living and breathing techno with Marcel Dettmann. I followed this distinct pleasure with another one: listening to this literal giant of classic jams play straight into one bright, blue Fourth of July morning. You may know Marcel as the dark prince of a dance floor infamous for leathered-up public sex, but I’ll be damned if he didn’t let more than a little sunlight into his grooves this time around. The conversation has been entrusted to Little White Earbuds, so watch that space for our interview in full.

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I usually twiddle my thumbs until a few days before the event to put up a post, but this absolutely can’t wait. The Full Service crew descends on