This Is A Podcast About House Music (ASMR)

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Dig through house music history by city and decade. Immerse yourself in ASMR stories of the birth of House Music and its regional influences. All episodes and more at https://www.thatpodcastgirl.com and on my reddit page r/thatpodcastgirl reach me at ThatPodcastGirlCdub@gmail.com This podcast is perfect for: people who like the style of an ASMR, spoken slowly, in a moderated tone, perfect for putting the entire season on autoplay while you do work in the background Disclaimer: Some names and personal details in this episode have been changed or composited to honor privacy while preserving

  1. The Architecture of House Music and 808 and 909 Sounds (S3 E1)

    4D AGO

    The Architecture of House Music and 808 and 909 Sounds (S3 E1)

    Hey everyone. It’s ThatPodcastGirl cdub. And This Is A Podcast About House Music. Before we get into it, I want to say something. If you’ve been listening from Chicago, from London, from Berlin, from Sydney, from wherever this show finds you, I want to hear from you, email me at thatpodcastgirlcdub at gmail dotcom. If you have a memory about your first time hearing house on a proper system, if you were there in a field somewhere in the 90s, in a basement, a warehouse, a club, or just in your bedroom with headphones on, send it to me. Send me your stories. Send me your details. I read everything and I carry them.  Today’s show is sponsored by Cindy Wang at Douglas Elliman Garden City. If you’ve ever stood in front of a speaker and felt your ribcage hum before your brain could form a thought, this one is for you. Tonight I want to talk about the mechanics. The part of house music that doesn’t always get explained. Not the romance. Not the mythology. The reason your body reacts before you even decide to move. Because house music didn’t just spread. It scaled. It expanded. It filled warehouses, then parks, then fields. And that expansion wasn’t accidental. It was engineered. If you listen closely to classic house records, you’ll hear that kick drum. Not just a thud. A very specific punch. That’s often a Roland TR-909. The 909 didn’t just sound good. It cut through air. It had a tight mid-range knock that traveled across a room full of bodies absorbing low frequencies. It hit somewhere around sixty to one hundred hertz with a tiny click layered on top, so even if you were far from the speakers, you still felt its definition. Before that, there was the 808. The Roland TR-808 kick is rounder. Deeper. More like a wave than a punch. It blooms underneath you. In a small room, that sub-bass wraps around your legs and lives in your chest. So it wasn’t really a war between 808 and 909. It was context. The 808 feels like water. The 909 feels like muscle. And when house music started moving into larger spaces, that muscle mattered. Outdoor air absorbs sub-bass. Open space eats it. So producers leaned into the 909 when they wanted drive, when they wanted thousands of bodies to lock into the same pulse. Around one hundred twenty-two to one hundred twenty-six beats per minute, something subtle happens in the human body. At about one hundred twenty-four BPM, breathing settles. Your heart rate nudges upward but not into panic. It’s fast enough to energize, slow enough to sustain. You don’t feel rushed. You feel carried. Your nervous system recognizes it before your thoughts do. That steady four-on-the-floor kick, landing evenly every beat, creates predictability. And the brain loves predictable rhythm. It reduces cognitive load. It frees you to move. Layer in hi-hats with a little swing, not perfectly on the grid, just slightly ahead or behind, and that micro-timing keeps the brain engaged. It feels human, even when it’s coming from a drum machine. Machines used by humans. That’s the heartbeat of it. And then there’s vinyl. Before USB sticks and laptops and cloud folders, DJs traveled with crates. Thirty, forty, sometimes eighty pounds of records. When you press music onto vinyl, you are physically cutting grooves into lacquer. Low frequencies take up more space on a record. Push too much sub-bass too loudly and the needle can literally jump the groove. So mastering engineers shaped the low end carefully, and that shaping adds subtle harmonic distortion. In small amounts, distortion creates warmth. It adds overtones. It adds texture. It makes a kick drum feel thicker than the pure digital file ever could. Now imagine that record spinning in a club. The stylus vibrating inside the groove. The slight friction. The microscopic inconsistencies in the pressing. The dust. The wear from previous plays. You might hear a faint crackle before the beat lands, and that crackle becomes part of the anticipation.

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  2. Australia and 90s House Music and the Bush Doof (S2 E12)

    5D AGO

    Australia and 90s House Music and the Bush Doof (S2 E12)

    Hello, my sexy listeners. It’s ThatPodcastGirl Cdub. And This Is A Podcast About House Music. All right Australia,…..no worries, I see you tuning in. Sydney. Melbourne. Brisbane. Perth. The Gold Coast. Adelaide. The Central Coast. I see you all in the numbers. I see you showing up on Chromecast, on smart TVs, in living rooms across a continent that sits beautifully far from where this music first caught fire. And I did not want to just say thank you and move on. If I’m going to say your names, I want to understand what your dance floors felt like when the 80s turned into the 90s. I want to feel the temperature of it. I want to know how house music sounded when it had to travel thousands of miles to reach you. Because geography changes culture. Australia was not down the street from Chicago. It was not a train ride from New York. Records had to be imported. DJs had to wait. Scenes had to build without constant touring artists flying in every weekend. That kind of distance creates a certain kind of self-reliance. It forces a scene to listen closely to what it has and stretch it into something of its own. In Sydney, the late 80s and early 90s dance ecosystem was already alive with large-scale party culture. Events at places like the Hordern Pavilion carried a scale that allowed dance music to fill serious architectural space. At the same time, there was a strong LGBTQ+ underground energy shaping the floor. Queer spaces were not an afterthought. They were central. They were foundational. They were where experimentation could breathe. And then there were the warehouses. Sydney had early warehouse raves that borrowed from what was happening in the UK and the US, but filtered through local networks, local crews, local bodies. Flyers moved through friend groups. Phone numbers were whispered. Locations were sometimes revealed close to the event. The feeling was part anticipation, part pilgrimage. You drove. You found it. You stepped inside and the bass hit differently because you had earned your way there. When I picture those floors, I don’t imagine them trying to imitate Chicago or New York. I imagine a room full of people who knew they were building something slightly off-center from the global map. The music might have been imported, but the energy was domestic. The sweat was local. And then Melbourne. Melbourne in the 90s developed a reputation for serious warehouse culture. All-night events. Named party brands that meant something to the people who went every month. One series that still gets spoken about is Every Picture Tells a Story, which ran through the early and mid 90s as an all-night electronic gathering. The name alone feels cinematic. You can almost see it. The lights cutting through industrial space filled with fog. The bass bouncing off concrete. The bodies settling into marathon rhythm. Melbourne crowds had stamina. That is something you hear again and again in oral histories. People showed up knowing they were there for the long arc of the night. They did not arrive for a quick peak. They arrived to stay. That kind of culture shapes the way DJs play. It shapes the way dancers pace themselves. It shapes how house and techno blend into one another over six, eight, ten hours. It shapes what you wear. And by the mid 90s, the music was no longer invisible. In 1995, the ARIA Awards introduced a Best Dance Release category. The first winner was Itch-E & Scratch-E for “Sweetness & Light.” That moment matters. It signals that what had been living in warehouses and underground parties had reached national visibility. Dance music was not just subculture. It was part of Australia’s recorded history. It was being formally recognized. At the same time, something else was unfolding. Australia’s landscape is vast. Open. Wild. And it makes sense that dance culture would eventually stretch outward into that geography. The early 90s saw the growth of outdoor party culture that later became known as

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  3. House Music Club Dance Moves in New York City, Chicago, UK and a tribute (S2 E11)

    FEB 7

    House Music Club Dance Moves in New York City, Chicago, UK and a tribute (S2 E11)

    Well hello sexy listeners. I’m ThatPodcastGirl C Dub, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. I want to start by saying hello to the new listeners I’m seeing pop up in Australia, Germany, the UK, Israel, and Brazil. I see some of you listening on your TVs, streaming through Chromecast, sitting back and letting the sound fill the room. I love that. I’m really glad you’re here. All season long, we’ve talked about rooms. Chicago basements. New York lofts. UK warehouses. We’ve talked about sound systems, about pacing, about what happened when clubs got bigger and nights got longer and house music had to stretch without losing itself. For this episode, I want to talk about the people and how they moved to this music. Because if you really want to understand a culture, you don’t just listen to the music. You do have to watch what it does to bodies over time. House music dancing had a very particular feel to it. It had a posture. A way of settling into the body that showed up again and again, even though nobody was teaching it. It didn’t come from choreography or instruction. It came from the conditions of the music itself. There were long blends. Steady tempos. Heat. Sweat. And a lot of time. If you weren’t around it, the dancing could look subtle, even understated. But once you recognize it, you start seeing it everywhere. In Chicago for example, so much of the movement lived in the torso. The word jack shows up constantly in early house culture. In record titles and in lyrics. In the way people talked about the music. Jackin’ described a rolling motion through the chest, ribs, and spine. A forward and back wave that never really stopped. The beat didn’t hit the body from the outside. It moved through the center and outward. People didn’t rush it. They let the motion repeat until it settled. Knees stayed bent. Weight dropped low into the hips. Nothing looked sharp or forced. Dancers talked about getting locked in, catching the groove, finding the pocket. Those weren’t metaphors. They were describing what it felt like when the body finally lined up with the track. That made sense because Chicago house gave you time. Records stayed in place long enough for the body to relax into them. The dancing conserved energy and it was sustainable. You could stay there for hours. When you move to New York, the quality shifts. The dancing becomes more contained, more internal. A lot of people later used the word lofting to describe it, connected to the culture of David Mancuso’s Loft and other noncommercial spaces where dancing wasn’t about being seen. Movement stayed compact. Arms followed the body instead of leading it. Steps stayed close to the floor. People danced inches from each other without needing interaction. You could be surrounded by hundreds of people and still feel like everyone was having a private experience. A lot of dancers from that era remember how quiet those floors could feel, even when they were full. Not quiet in sound, but quiet in energy. It wasn’t about big gestures or screaming. The movement stayed focused and inward. Across all of these rooms, the feet carried the most information. House footwork was quick and responsive, but not flashy. Steps skimmed the floor. Heels and toes worked independently. Weight shifted constantly through small pivots, slides, and turns. Dancers responded to details in the music. Hi-hats and shuffled percussion. Swung claps. Bass patterns that nudged the groove forward. Those patterns weren’t taught. They were developed because the music rewarded attention. House tracks were repetitive, but they weren’t empty. They were full of texture, and over time the body learned how to listen with the feet. You could feel influences moving through the dance. Afrobeat rhythms. Disco. Latin club movement. Tap. Not as named styles, but as muscle memory people already carried to the club. The social rules of the floor mattered just as much as the movement. P

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  4. Chicago 90s House Medusa's, Room 5, Smart Bar, and the Chosen Few DJs picnic (S2 E10)

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    Chicago 90s House Medusa's, Room 5, Smart Bar, and the Chosen Few DJs picnic (S2 E10)

    Hey everyone, It’s C-Dub, your host, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. In our last episode, we spent time in New York City, talking about how clubs expanded in the 1990s, how rooms grew larger, how DJs became more visible, and how nightlife began to intersect with spectacle in a very particular way. Today, we’re staying with the same decade, but we’re shifting geography and energy. We’re going to Chicago, and we’re talking about what was happening in the clubs there. Chicago in the early 1990s was a city learning how to live with its own invention. House music was no longer in its ignition phase, no longer burning with the urgency that defined the early 1980s. By this point, house had traveled widely and returned home carrying traces of other cities and other rooms, yet Chicago remained committed to listening inward, allowing the music to settle into neighborhoods, into bodies, and into memory. The legacy of the Warehouse continued to shape the city’s internal logic long after its doors closed. The Warehouse had established a philosophy rather than a format, one that centered emotional release, collective experience, and patience. That philosophy deepened at the Music Box, where Ron Hardy reshaped intensity into ritual. Stories of records played at extreme volume, of tracks looping until time dissolved, circulated constantly in the 1990s. These stories were not treated as nostalgia. They functioned as instruction. Younger dancers learned how a room could be guided slowly into surrender, how repetition could become transcendence, how discomfort could transform into release when you shared it. One dancer who had experienced the Music Box described carrying its lessons into every club she entered afterward. She said she could feel it immediately when a DJ trusted the room enough to let a record stay longer than expected. The moment always arrived in the body first, before the mind recognized it. On the North Side, Medusa’s played a crucial role that is often underestimated. As an all-ages venue, it became a gateway for teenagers who encountered house music not through records or radio, but through their bodies. Many future DJs, promoters, and lifelong dancers remember taking the train into the city and stepping into Medusa’s unsure of how to move or where to stand. They watched older dancers carefully, absorbing timing and posture before ever stepping fully onto the floor. Several people who were teenagers at Medusa’s remember the moment they realized no one was watching them. One woman recalled standing stiffly at first, copying movements she did not yet understand, and then suddenly noticing she had been dancing for twenty minutes without thinking about how she looked. A DJ who played there regularly said you could physically see people change over time. Their shoulders dropped. Their timing softened. They stopped trying to dance and started listening with their bodies. Medusa’s mattered because it taught a generation that house music was permission, not performance. Beyond established clubs, Chicago’s underground remained active through loft parties and temporary spaces that filled the gaps between official venues. These nights were often invitation-based, shared quietly through flyers or word of mouth, hosted in warehouses, basements, or borrowed rooms. DJs played extended sets, sometimes all night, shaping soundtracks that evolved slowly. Dancers remember sitting on the floor to rest, sharing water, and drifting back into the music when their bodies were ready. One promoter remembered a loft party where the power briefly went out around three in the morning. Instead of leaving, people sat together in near darkness, talking quietly and waiting. When the music returned, the DJ brought the volume up slowly, and the room eased back into motion as if nothing had been interrupted.

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  5. Clubs Get Bigger in the 90s: Twilo, Vinyl is King, and Resident DJing through the night (S2 E9)

    JAN 27

    Clubs Get Bigger in the 90s: Twilo, Vinyl is King, and Resident DJing through the night (S2 E9)

    I’m ThatPodcastGirl, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. In the early 1990s, I was still a kid, moving from elementary school toward middle school, at that age where the world feels like it is quietly inflating around you. Stores seemed enormous. Television felt louder and more colorful. Fashion was shinier, bolder, and full of confidence. Everything about the decade suggested expansion, as if the culture itself had taken a deep breath and decided to grow outward. What I didn’t know yet was that nightlife was expanding too, and that house music was changing shape in ways that would permanently alter how it was made, played, and felt. The shift wasn’t only emotional. It was physical. The rooms were getting larger, the sound systems more powerful, and DJs were suddenly being asked to solve a new problem while the night was already in motion. How do you preserve intimacy when the space itself keeps getting bigger? In those early years of the decade, New York was still the laboratory where that question was being worked out in real time. Chicago had built the foundation of house music, but New York became the place where it was tested under pressure, where scale introduced new challenges and demanded new forms of care. Bigger rooms meant sound behaved differently, records behaved differently, and bodies behaved differently too. DJs had to learn how to manage all of that at once, often without knowing yet what the rules were. At Sound Factory, the DJ booth was still rooted in vinyl culture. Two turntables and a rotary mixer formed the core of the setup, with no screens to rely on and no safety nets to catch mistakes. The booth itself was modest in size, but the room it fed was not, and that imbalance forced DJs to think beyond simple selection. DJs like Junior Vasquez became known not for excess, but for restraint. Dancers from that era consistently describe a similar sensation when they talk about those nights. Junior did not rush toward release. Instead, he held it back, letting bass emerge slowly and transitions unfold so gradually that a new record could enter the mix without being consciously noticed. What people felt instead was a subtle shift in temperature, a change in emotional pressure that accumulated over time. From the DJ’s perspective, this approach required intense technical discipline. Gain had to be managed so the system didn’t exhaust itself too early. Frequencies needed shaping so dancers could last for hours without burning out. The room had to be allowed to breathe, rather than being overwhelmed. One longtime regular later said it felt like the DJ was teaching the sound system how to behave, which was not metaphor so much as a description of real, hands-on craft. As the decade moved forward, the problem of scale became impossible to ignore. Rooms grew taller and wider, and sound began to travel differently as a result. Bass took longer to land. High frequencies scattered. Reverb lingered in the air. Mistakes no longer disappeared into the crowd but echoed back through the space, demanding attention. DJs could no longer rely on instinct alone. They had to evolve. When Twilo opened, it marked a clear turning point in how house music was experienced. Twilo was not just larger than what came before. It was an acoustic environment that required constant adjustment and awareness. The DJ booth itself reflected this shift, with improved monitoring, greater isolation, and more precise mixers that turned the act of DJing into something closer to operating a control room than standing at the edge of a dance floor. DJs such as Danny Tenaglia became legendary for marathon sets that could stretch ten or even twelve hours, but that endurance was not about spectacle or ego. It was about calibration. Dancers remember hearing him subtly reshape the room over the course of a night, easing the highs, adjusting the bass, and stretching or tightening the pacing depending on how the space a

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  6. 1990s UK Acid House, Rampling, Oakenfold and Rave Culture (S2 E8)

    JAN 20

    1990s UK Acid House, Rampling, Oakenfold and Rave Culture (S2 E8)

    I’m C Dub, and This Is a Podcast About House Music. In the last episode, we talked about how house music entered Europe and how DJs learned to play entire nights through sequencing and patience. That story explained the method. This episode is about what happened when that method met bodies at scale, MDMA, and spaces that were never designed to hold what followed. The turning point in the United Kingdom is often dated to the summer of 1988. That summer is now remembered as the Second Summer of Love. The phrase became shorthand, but the changes were concrete. Clubs like Shoom in Southwark and Spectrum at Heaven in London were already introducing Chicago and New York house records to UK audiences. What changed was the intensity and the composition of the crowd. At Shoom, Danny Rampling created a deliberately dark, enclosed environment where the emphasis was on sound, not spectacle. The room was small. The nights were long. The music was house, acid house, and imported records that many people had never heard before. MDMA was present, and its effects were unmistakable. Aggression dropped. Physical closeness increased. People danced for hours without fatigue. The atmosphere shifted from performance to participation. Spectrum at Heaven expanded this model into a larger, more visible venue. Paul Oakenfold’s nights brought house and acid house into a club that already had mainstream recognition. The crowd was mixed. Fashion codes loosened. Music that had been marginal began to feel central. The idea that a night could be built gradually, rather than peaking quickly, started to spread. Outside London, similar shifts were happening. At the Hacienda in Manchester, house and acid house records became part of a broader ecosystem that already included post-punk, indie, and experimental dance music. The Eclipse in Coventry opened as one of the first clubs in the UK dedicated almost entirely to house music. These were not underground spaces in the romantic sense. They were commercial venues responding to a real demand. That demand soon exceeded what clubs could contain. Capacity limits, licensing laws, and closing times created pressure. Promoters began using warehouses, aircraft hangars, and open land. Information about these events circulated through flyers, answerphone messages, and word of mouth. Locations were sometimes released only hours before the event. One of the defining features of this phase was the rise of the M25 orbital raves. Events took place in fields and industrial sites around the motorway encircling London. Thousands of people traveled at night, often without knowing exactly where they were going until the last moment. The journey became part of the experience. MDMA played a central role in shaping these gatherings. Its effects altered how people related to one another and to the music. The repetitive structures of house and acid house worked in tandem with the drug’s capacity to sustain focus and empathy. Dance floors became spaces where differences of class, race, gender expression, and sexuality were temporarily flattened. This did not erase social reality, but it created moments of shared alignment that were rare elsewhere. These spaces also had an underbelly that was impossible to ignore. Safety was inconsistent. Medical support was uneven. Drug purity varied. Promoters were improvising at scale, often learning through trial and error. At the same time, these environments allowed people who were excluded from mainstream nightlife to occupy space without explanation. Queer dancers, black and brown communities, and working-class youth were not guests. They were the culture. By the early 1990s, the scale of these events drew national attention. Media coverage increasingly framed raves as a public order problem. Police intervention escalated. The most widely cited incident was the Castlemorton Common Festival in

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  7. 1990s House Music's European Turning Point: Ibiza and the UK (S2 E7)

    JAN 20

    1990s House Music's European Turning Point: Ibiza and the UK (S2 E7)

    I’m C Dub, and This Is a Podcast About House Music. We’ve just crossed a thousand downloads, and I want to thank you for listening closely and carrying this with me. Tonight’s episode explores a specific question: How did house music enter Europe in the mid-1980s, before digital distribution, before file sharing, and before global club infrastructure existed? By the mid-1980s, house music from Chicago and New York had already begun circulating in parts of Europe through physical distribution networks. Records pressed on labels such as Trax Records and DJ International in Chicago, and garage-oriented labels in New York, were imported by specialist record shops in the UK. Shops in cities like London, Manchester, and Birmingham - including places that catered to DJs rather than the general public - acted as gateways. DJs acquired these records through imports, DJ pools, personal travel, and informal exchange. Pirate radio and specialist radio shows further amplified this circulation by playing records unavailable through mainstream channels. House music entered Europe not as a standalone genre, but as part of a broader DJ culture that already blended disco, electro, rare groove, funk, hip hop, and pop. Early adopters did not treat house as separate. They folded it into existing listening practices that valued experimentation and long-form sets. Ibiza played a distinct role in shaping how this music was used, rather than simply how it was heard. In the mid-1980s, Ibiza functioned as an informal meeting point for international DJs working extended sets for mixed, non-specialist crowds. Unlike UK or US club environments that emphasized peak-time programming, Ibiza’s party culture often involved long, uninterrupted sessions that stretched from night into morning. This environment encouraged DJs to prioritize continuity, pacing, and sequencing over constant intensity. Sets were structured to evolve gradually, accommodating changing light, energy levels, and audience composition. At Amnesia, this approach became particularly visible. DJs played across a wide range of tempos and styles, allowing records to run longer and transitions to unfold slowly. House records appeared alongside disco, pop, ambient tracks, and non-dance selections. What mattered was sequence - how one record prepared the listener for the next - rather than genre purity. The DJ most closely associated with this approach was Alfredo Fiorito. Accounts from visiting DJs consistently describe Alfredo’s method as intuitive and patient. He focused on reading the room over long periods, trusting groove and repetition rather than dramatic shifts. This style of programming later came to be described as Balearic, a term that reflected both geography and method. One record frequently cited in relation to this sensibility is “Sueño Latino”, released in 1989. Built on the structure of Manuel Göttsching’s E2–E4, the track featured a long, steady bassline and minimal arrangement designed to sustain attention over time. UK DJs later referenced records like this as evidence that house music could support extended transitions and emotional continuity, particularly during sunrise and early morning hours. When DJs including Danny Rampling, Paul Oakenfold, and Nicky Holloway returned to the UK in the late 1980s, they brought back more than records. They carried a different understanding of pacing, duration, and crowd management. This shift coincided with the introduction of MDMA into UK club culture, which further supported long-form dancing and collective focus. In 1987, Rampling opened Shoom in London. The club emphasized darkness, sound immersion, and extended sessions. House music formed the core of the programming, and nights were structured to unfold gradually rather than peak quickly. In 1988, Oakenfold launched Spectrum at Heaven, introducing house and acid house

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  8. NYC 90's House: Junior Vasquez, Megaclubs, David Morales and the Remix (S2 E6)

    11/14/2025

    NYC 90's House: Junior Vasquez, Megaclubs, David Morales and the Remix (S2 E6)

    Under the vision of Peter Gatien, New York began to experiment with scale. Limelight, housed inside a deconsecrated church, offered stained glass windows and marble floors that glowed under strobes. The Tunnel stretched long and narrow, a place where each room carried a different fantasy. Club USA sat on Times Square like a wild attraction, complete with a slide that carried dancers from the balcony down into the crowd. Palladium mixed ballroom glamor with club futurism. These clubs treated nightlife as theater. They were built for spectacle and for the feeling that anything could happen inside their walls. The soundtrack of the megaclub era needed a conductor: someone who could take a massive room, a restless crowd, and a long night, and shape it into a story. That conductor was about to arrive. Junior Vasquez had been in the city for years before he became a name people whispered with reverence. He started as a studio assistant, then remixer, and eventually found his way into the booth at Bassline. His early sets were raw, emotional, and tightly shaped. You could hear the influence of disco, but he pushed the music harder, darker, and more cinematic. Everything changed when the Sound Factory opened on West 27th Street. The Factory became Junior’s canvas. His marathon Saturday night sets often lasted until noon the next day. Dancers would talk about arriving in the dark and walking out into bright sunlight with mascara running and sweat drying on their skin. Junior had an uncanny ability to build tension for long stretches. He kept dancers suspended in anticipation and then broke the room open with a kick or a vocal line that felt like release. He treated the booth like a laboratory. Rumor had it he would isolate frequencies and push EQ curves in ways that made the body feel the shift before the ear fully understood it. Regulars began calling themselves “Junior’s Children.” They followed him with devotion because he created a space where pain and joy could move through the body without explanation or judgment. During the AIDS crisis, the dance floor became a place where people carried grief quietly inside them. Junior built sets that allowed that grief to surface without language. This wasn’t therapy in the clinical sense. It was community surviving the only way it knew how. New York was a magnet for models, musicians, and artists. The supermodel era was thriving. Designers were pushing boundaries. And celebrities wandered into Junior’s booth because they wanted to feel the way the Factory felt. Madonna appeared frequently, and their artistic relationship became its own legend. Junior remixed tracks for her, and she fueled his visibility. Their bond was complicated but electric. When he created the track “If Madonna Calls,” it sparked tension, humor, and myth. It became one of those New York stories people still repeat because it captures the wild intimacy of that era when fame and nightlife were always bumping into each other. Designers also drew from the energy of his nights. Runways picked up the rhythm of house. Magazine spreads reflected the neon glow of the clubs. The line between fashion and nightlife blurred to the point where it felt like they were breathing the same air. While Junior held the energy of the night, another revolution was happening during the day inside recording studios. Record labels were beginning to understand something dancers had known for years. A remix could change everything. Producers and DJs like David Morales, Masters At Work, Frankie Knuckles, Satoshi Tomiie, François K, Hex Hector, and Armand Van Helden turned remixes into cultural events. Major artists began requesting club versions of their singles because the dance floor had become a testing ground for sound. A remix could give a track a second life. Sometimes it even charted higher than the original.

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Dig through house music history by city and decade. Immerse yourself in ASMR stories of the birth of House Music and its regional influences. All episodes and more at https://www.thatpodcastgirl.com and on my reddit page r/thatpodcastgirl reach me at ThatPodcastGirlCdub@gmail.com This podcast is perfect for: people who like the style of an ASMR, spoken slowly, in a moderated tone, perfect for putting the entire season on autoplay while you do work in the background Disclaimer: Some names and personal details in this episode have been changed or composited to honor privacy while preserving

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