I remember when I moved to Baltimore, and then D.C. around the turn of the century, I was suddenly surrounded by people who knew and cared about Frankie Bones, whereas almost no one had done in the midwest when I lived there, at least that I was aware of. As far as I can tell Frankie Bones was an insular God pushing insular music. For whatever that's worth it deserves the respect it has gained, but probably is also partly responsible for leaving most of the mid-Atlantic in that Buzz-bound quagmire of crap midling dance music that it has suffered in larger venues for an eternity. Beyond that, he hasn't made much of a mark on the rest of the world in the last 10-15 years unless I've missed it. To sing his praises is like yelling about how Donald Glaude was one of the most important DJs in Seattle in the early-mid '90s. No one would bother outside of those relatively small communities unless there was a larger perception of them. It's useful to remember the local instigators of change but it's useless to attribute more than that to what they did. Frankie Bones is a regional hero and certainly goes out of his way to attribute more than that to himself. For as long as I can remember him I've wondered what the big deal is. Tristan ======= http://www.phonopsia.co.uk [EMAIL PROTECTED]
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