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Smog Records has gathered a bass heavy crew to create their first label compilation entitled Smog City, out today. The LP consists of original productions from almost all the Smog Records producers and highlights the hard-style vibes of the West Coast. Lead by 12th Planet, Smog Records has become one of the leading dubstep labels in North America and Smog City is said to represent the label’s history with the sub-focused genre.
Looking for a serious kick in the bass? Maybe some music to piss off your neighbors in Apartment 3c? (The ones’ with that obnoxious dog that barks in the middle of the night,) Then look no further then Caspa’s release of Dubstep Sessions 2012 – a collection of the hardest hitting tracks of 2012. From the moment you press play the bass is absolutely relentless, growling and groaning through some of the biggest dubstep tracks of 2012 from 12th Planet, Sub Focus, Skrillex, Trolley Snatcha, Nero, Noisia and more. Don’t miss “War,” Caspa’s collaboration with The Prodigy’s Keith Flint or the screaming remix of Buraka Som Sisterna’s “Hangover.” For any bass heads in our audience, this one is a must grab.
Pick up the entire collection today on iTunes. Tracklist after the break.
Walking into The Warfield last Friday felt like taking a step into another dimension. The venue was packed to capacity with ravers of all ages, bouncing in unison to the bass-heavy soundtrack that was shaking every inch of the building. Entering through the double doors of the theatre, you could see a flashing 12th Planet logo through the crowd, while an energetic, flat billed-wearing DJ jumped up and down on the stage in front of it.
For the first five minutes or so, it was expected that 12th Planet would try and hype the crowd and start his set off with a bang — and he did just that. But, even after a half hour of hard-hitting dubstep tracks, his energy level was through the roof and 12th Planet proved why he is held in such high regards throughout dubstep culture. Did we mention Skrillex was in the building too?
12th Planet has been instrumental in dubstep’s rise to prominence here in the United States, and his earth-shattering set in the Sahara tent at Coachella 2011 impressed the hell out of us here at Dancing Astronaut. When we heard that he would be playing at the Music Box in Hollywood, we couldn’t help but send a reporter out to review the show. What followed was an absolutely awesome performance in which 12th Planet effortlessly wove dubstep classics with brand new material. Read past the break for the full lowdown — as well as some exclusive previews of the tracks he debuted. (more…)
Hi, kids! Do you like dubstep? Wanna hear Skrillex stick 12 inch subs through each one of your eardrums?! Welcome to paradise. Hosted at the Sound Factory, a perfect location for this filthy, grimy, dirty, dubstep gathering. Located in the industrial east side of SF right under the freeway overpass, dubsteps biggest names stepped into the street lights of San Francisco’s night life for Wobbleland. With headlining talent: rising dubstep star, and former emo front man, Skrillex. UK’s dubstep fiends, Nero. Milky Way galaxies’ 12th Planet. Hip-hop inspired dubstep producer, Datsik. Starry eyed, Jakwob. Trans step star Filthy Beaver. And Berkeley dubby hipster, Minnesota.
Like whales communicating underwater, the low frequencies oozing out of the club could be heard and felt from blocks away. Bass pulsated from inside the venue, right through the line that wrapped around the building twice over, and down the adjacent streets disappearing into the foggy city. On the inside, the place looked and felt like an old factory, hollowed out and infested by ravers and bay area hyphies for an underground party. Each of the two floors had dozens of small rooms and hallways to get lost in. You could wander around this place all night and you still wouldn’t see everything. The larger rooms were filled with eerie orange lights, and the hallways connecting them were littered with red, blue, and green lasers. It was like a laser bomb exploded and covered the walls in some kind of twisted cult horror movie. The smaller rooms and hallways were often left unlit, leaving the polluting light as the only means of navigation. The Sound Factory is the kind of dark place where you think you hear your name being called around every corner. I loved it.