On Reflection: Six Years Of Blogging

“What came first, the music or the obsession?”

GodIsNoLongerADj 6th year

This coming month is the sixth year anniversary since the blog went officially online. Three years ago I shared some thoughts here about how it all started, a retrospective account of the events that influenced the blog’s thematic basis, as well as a quick walk-through the blog’s various categories/series and a brief background story behind each one of them. A lot has changed since then, so I thought it would be apt to update regular and non-regular readers about the new direction, forthcoming features and what the future holds for this blog. Certain categories have completed their cycle, new have been added and some remain dormant until the right trigger or inspiration comes up.

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MJAZZ presents the MPOD series

“The music policy – as always with the label – is to be progressive and not be constrained by boundaries or genres” – Tony “Justice” Bowes

MPOD

MPOD

The MPOD series is a critically acclaimed podcast series, published by the forward-thinking indie label Modern Urban Jazz (MJAZZ). Featuring a plethora of artists, producers, djs, collaborators, affiliates and friends of MJAZZ, coming from all over the globe, the MPOD installments are characterized by an eclectic cross-genre selection, covering a wide palette of exhilarating and experimental electronic music, abolishing all musical stereotypes.

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Who Is ‘God Is No Longer a Dj’

a little Q&A i did for my friends over at Audio Theory Records plus a podcast with some of my favourite cuts of the recent years.


Theoretical Audio

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Future Engineers “Exhale” interview – Athens, April 2013

Godisnolongeradj caught up with Lee Batchelor of Future Engineers in Athens after his gig, to discuss his new Exhale compilation on his own imprint Transference Recordings and all things Future Engineers, starting from day one.

Lee Batchelor

Lee Batchelor

Interview:

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