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Made in Detroit, Differing Music Models

By BEN RATLIFF MAY 31, 2016

DETROIT — If the giant commercial music festival seems to be a model of the
recent past and the small, carefully framed festival seems one of the
evolving future, Detroit experienced both past and future last weekend.

The Movement Electronic Music Festival had its tenth annual edition here on
Memorial Day weekend, attracting a total of more than 100,000 people from
Saturday to Monday to Hart Plaza downtown and to after-parties until
daybreak around the city. They wandered among six stages in the waterfront
plaza to see artists from various eras, places of origin and levels of
popularity: Kraftwerk, Adam Beyer, Four Tet, Carl Craig, Kevin Saunderson,
the Black Madonna, the duo of Juan Atkins and Moritz Von Oswald. For a
major festival with sponsorships and heavy promotion, it’s low on flash —
no fireworks shows, no A-list movie stars on private terraces. But Movement
is easy to understand from a distance. It’s a dance-music locus and a
tourist draw in the city that gave rise to techno. It appeals to the body.

Running concurrently with it was Trip Metal, approximately 100 times
smaller: a first-time, and perhaps only-time, festival of largely nondance
music, experimental or improvised or freaky or aggressive, in small clubs
and cafes. It was organized in part by Nate Young, from the 20-year-old
Detroit band Wolf Eyes, who headlined Sunday’s show. A few years ago one of
its members, John Olson, who plays saxophone and electronics, started using
the poetic term “trip metal” to describe its sound. Wolf Eyes is
essentially an improvising rock trio with crude electronics and no drummer;
it has often been called a noise band, and is certainly not a metal band.
Its set at times came within shouting distance of jazz. Any confusion the
term may have caused is only the kind of confusion that Wolf Eyes likes.

Most of the smaller event took place in El Club, a new venue in the
Mexicantown neighborhood that holds 300 people; it was free, supported by
private fund-raising and a small matching grant from the Knight Foundation.
(Mr. Young has been clear that he has no plans to continue Trip Metal, at
least under that name.) Its only advertisement, paid for by the club, was a
billboard on the corner of Trumbull Street and Michigan Avenue, by the site
of the old Tiger Stadium, with only four words — all caps, no punctuation,
no website address: “Trip Metal Is Free.” That would raise a series of
questions: What is Trip Metal? Why is it free? Why is it happening at the
same time as Movement? Do these two festivals have something to do with
each other?

Maybe, yes.

The story that led to Movement began with the 1980s work of African-
American D.J.s and producers including Mr. Atkins, Mr. Craig, Rik Davis,
Eddie Fowlkes, Derrick May and Mr. Saunderson. They were creating the
language of techno, triangulating a new sound from funk and electronic
music — all the electronic music that existed then, whether from German
art-pop groups like Kraftwerk or American experimental composers like
Morton Subotnick. And they were interested in the future — technologically,
philosophically, sometimes in a dystopian way.

At a daytime panel discussion on Saturday at the Museum of Contemporary Art
in Detroit — separate from the festival — Mr. May was asked about the
future. “I think the future is going back into the past,” he shot back.
“We’ve forgotten so much so quick that we don’t know where we’re going.”

All of them, except for the reclusive Mr. Davis, remain on the scene. Mr.
Craig, Mr. Fowlkes and Mr. Saunderson played D.J. sets in this year’s
Movement festival. And Mr. Atkins played a live set on Saturday afternoon
in his austere, minimal duo with Mr. Von Oswald, the German techno
producer.

Movement has had to negotiate a balance. For several years starting in
2000, before it was called Movement and taken over by the local production
company Paxahau, it was called the Detroit Electronic Music Festival and
was directed by Mr. Craig. Because it focused on local artists, didn’t
charge admission and was hospitable to entire families, it generated a
certain kind of civic pride. After growth and financial troubles, it became
rebranded in 2006 as a more commercial proposition, charging admission and
half-tilting toward currents in the exploding global club-music landscape:
exactly what ensures a young audience, and turns off an aging and
discriminating one.

It’s trying to serve both functions, and fills the park doing it, but the
thrills can sometimes feel rootless. Jason Huvaere, a Paxahau founder, told
me that the festival tries to keep roughly 40 percent Detroit artists in
the lineup. This is where you can hear the Detroit originators, but also
where you hear D.J.s from the world market, if generally not the most
commercial ones (though Skrillex did play Movement last year, as part of
the duo Dog Blood).

What’s this audience’s profile? It’s hard to know. The audience is not all
young and wearing panda suits. Some people are serious dancers; some are
older, or student tourists, or casual fans. They were generally
enthusiastic for: Kraftwerk’s performance in front of 3-D digital visuals;
the joyous house music of Delano Smith and DJ Pierre; the ghettotech of DJ
Godfather; the warm left-field disco of the Black Madonna; and a complex,
lovely set by the English producer Kieran Hebden as Four Tet, bringing
dynamics, voices and guitarish sounds into his mix.

Forty-percent Detroit may seem low, knowing that techno is a generator of
authentic pride in a city that eats pride for breakfast. But in another
sense that amount is principled. One wonders if the sizably young and white
part of the audience would know the difference if the percentage were 30
percent, or 20. One also wonders if the more ahistorical dance-music fans
wouldn’t quickly become more historical, and more Detroit-minded, if the
festival were to produce some visible extra layers of content —
publications, documentaries, panel discussions.

Offsite and after hours in the clubs is a different story. At the Saturday
night party for Tresor, the German record label with a stake in Detroit
culture, I saw the old-school Detroit D.J. Claude Young play a vertiginous
set, teasing the room with techno and disco records, interrupting and
cutting up songs relentlessly, keeping the tempo high and ending with David
Bowie’s “Golden Years,” weirdly accelerated to beat-match the song that
came before it. Some time after 3 a.m. Monday at No Way Back, the Sunday
night party for the Detroit record label Interdimensional Transmissions, I
heard BMG — Brendan Gillen, the label’s founder, a kind of historian and a
rigorous underground techno D.J. since the mid-1990s — hold forth for about
90 minutes. He ended with a deconstruction of Prince’s “Erotic City,” or so
I heard; I had moved on by then. That party wrapped up at 10 a.m.

Beneath its prankish or weird surfaces — a set by Nautical Almanac included
some creatively guided hypnotherapy — Trip Metal was just as history-minded
as Movement. It had panel discussions. It showed films. Its aesthetic
tributaries would include Detroiters like the Stooges and Alice Coltrane,
as well as the Chicagoan Sun Ra. (Sun Ra’s saxophonists Marshall Allen and
Danny Ray Thompson played a Trip Metal set on Saturday, in collaboration
with the younger Chicago-based electronic house-music experimenter Jamal
Moss, a.k.a. Hieroglyphic Being.) They would also include earlier mavericks
of electronic-music composition, particularly the 83-year-old Mr.
Subotnick, who played a Trip Metal set on Saturday night on his modular
synthesizer, starting with sounds like gurgles and human cries and ending
with rippling melodic pulsations, pretty close to techno without the
patterned thumps.

During a daytime Trip Metal panel discussion — at Trinosophes, a cafe in
the Eastern Market neighborhood — Mr. Subotnick was also asked about the
future. “I don’t think there is a future,” he said, evenly. “I know that
sounds bad, but the concept of the future and the past is going to
disappear.” He was coming at it from a different angle than Mr. May,
talking about documentation rather than memory; with documentation, he
seemed to be saying, the past becomes the future. “Nothing disappears
anymore,” he said. “Things used to disappear because there weren’t any
recordings.”

There was a little audience crossover between Movement and Trip Metal. Look
at Mr. Gillen’s biography and you find that he engineered or produced a
couple of Wolf Eyes records. There’s no real reason Hieroglyphic Being and
others on the bill wouldn’t fit in at Movement — maybe even Mr. Subotnick
too. And there were Trip Metalesque moments at Movement: a wild minute of
palpitating noise during Mr. Young’s D.J. set, Terrence Dixon’s set of live
electronics with musicians toward the end of the Tresor party (so I heard).
Perhaps a philosophical version of the future — and/or the past — is to be
found in that crossover.

Movement Electronic Music Festival

Established 2006

What it is An extension of the original Detroit Electronic Music Festival,
which started in 2000, celebrating the city’s history of techno in the
context of electronic dance music’s global evolution.

Attendance About 40,000 people a day, from Saturday to Monday.

Number of events Around 125 on the festival’s six stages, and many more at
the after-parties.

Landscape Hart Plaza, a concrete city park on the Detroit River built in
1975, designed partly by Isamu Noguchi.

Trip Metal

Established 2016

What it is A three-day festival organized by and around the Detroit “noise”
(or “trip metal”) band Wolf Eyes.

Attendance 300 people a night, in the main space and in the back garden of
El Club, a promising new spot in Mexicantown.

Number of events 25 sets in three nights, with talks, film screenings and
after-parties at other sites, including the cafe Trinosophes and Jack
White’s Third Man Records.

Typical festivalgoer Late 20s to early 60s. Highly knowledgeable about the
last hundred years of experimental music, especially in Detroit.

Only here The semi-rock-star and motivational speaker Andrew W. K., Nate
Young of Wolf Eyes and Twig Harper of Nautical Almanac, who all attended
Community High School in Ann Arbor, Mich., performed an improvised set on
Sunday; its foundation was Bach’s slow and meditative Chorale Prelude in F
minor, featured in Andrei Tarkovky’s film “Solaris,” played on the keyboard
by Andrew W. K.

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