None of us dance today, like this, without Juan Atkins (1962-2026)
As a child, he developed a secret technology and sequence method to breathe emancipation into consumer-grade rhythmachines.
A grandmother’s love started all this; a gifted Korg MS-10 provided a Black teenager from the outskirts of Detroit means to produce a forever thing. An architecture for us all to dream up worlds where a future with technology is funky and not deathgiving. May your philosophy carry us into the next. REST IN PEACE. Now in sonic infinitum mode.