According to Alan Fridlund, the only thing certain in the emotion field is that no one agrees on how to define emotion. Thus, music that is composed from emotion must be undefinable too. Yet, the question of genre and style is omnipresent in any club, scene, or session. As a society, we are obsessed with definition. Sexuality, personality, likeabiltity, fuckability, whogivesafuck-ability. In the music industry specifically, we are constantly pushed to define our sound. Whether it be literally creating high definition sounds in the recordongs and production process, or metaphorically defining what kind of music we “do”, How can we begin to define something as complex as emotion? Because that’s all we are. In our search for the definition, we are missing the beauty of the nuance. What if our essence is not meant to be defined but experienced, just like a music session. The low frequencies, the vibrations, the grimy, the gritty, the indesipherable, indescribable, chest opening, surprising. that’s the way I like my emotions, my music and my DJ sets. Not tucked away in neat, labelled boxes. just as there are disagreements on how to define the nature of emotions, I believe the same applies. Some call it ambient, some call it bass, some call it soothing, some call it shit. I call it howfuckimfeelingthatday, because my emotions, like me, are yet TBD. 

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