Bikinis, Bodies, Beats. I’m so in the mood.
Ultra 2013. Featuring new version of “No One Knows Who We Are” and studio version of “Atmosphere”. Enjoy!
Ten years ago this month, I put my entire heart and soul into an album called, “It’s You, It’s Me”.
Let me just throw a flashback at you: At the time I was working on this album, things were desperate. I knew that if this album didn’t work out, I would have to choose a different path. I wasn’t making any money, and my wife and I were trying to live off her income in San Francisco. We were going into debt. We lived in an apartment above a bar that stayed open until 4 AM every night. We had to have roommates to make rent. My studio was housed in an old hair salon that was permeated with the stench of hair products. It was a scary time, because I knew I couldn’t work the same hustle I had been pulling off for the past ten years, forever. I knew that this was my last shot, and that if people didn’t find it, if this album didn’t stick, I’d have to hang it up and move on.
I tried to make peace with that idea. I tried to prepare myself for that eventuality, that music would just be a hobby. I could dig in my crate on my off time, spend Saturday nights DJing at home or maybe land the occasional club gig. I would know that at least I gave it a real effort, I gave it my best shot.
With this internal conversation being played in my head, I crossed my fingers and mailed a CD (yes, USPS snail mail with an actual silver disc inside) to Ben Watt of Everything but the Girl, and his partner Jay Hannan. They were running a London deep house Sunday club called Lazy Dog. A CD and compilation series by the same name was also being put out by them. I knew they probably wouldn’t even look at it, much less play it. I loved the single but this track was down the street and around the corner from the neighborhood of what was popular at the time.
A phone call came from Jay Hannan. Not only had he listened to it, but “It’s You, It’s Me” was playing heavily at their club, and was smashing it.
Something crucial changed for me right then. I realized that I alone was responsible to make music that was true to me, and that I then had to stand behind it. I decided to name the album after the single, and to go as hard as I could with pushing this song out there.
I landed a gig playing a party at WMC 2003, slated to go on following the legendary King Britt. It was a packed club. It was easily the biggest audience I had ever played to at that point. “It’s You, It’s Me” as a single had only been out for around two months. I opened with it.
The crowd absolutely went nuts.
Not only was “It’s You, It’s Me” the biggest record of the night, it ended up dominating the conference. It was at this moment that I felt like I started to breathe again. I knew that I had a seat at the table, that I was going to be a part of this landscape of House Music. I didn’t know how exactly, or where it was going to take me, but I knew people were going to listen.
“It’s You, It’s Me” opened every door I needed to bust through; to lead with my heart and create the slap and bass that would paint the audio pictures I was put here to make.
To the ones who were there in the beginning, who have moved on: I thank you. To the ones who have recently found me: I thank you. And to the ones who are just joining now: I thank you. And most importantly, gratitude to the ones who have been holding me up, supporting me with their words and by showing up since the very beginning.
Ten years ago, this month. A lot has changed, and very little has changed. There are fewer and fewer intimate gigs, and more stadium style sets. But I am sentimental when it comes to looking back at that time of my life. This April there will be an opportunity for me to go back. I’d like you to be there, so keep up with me in the usual ways, and you’ll find out how. Then it’s you, then it’s me in love.
With all the talk about Ultra Music Festival coming up, thought I’d look back one year, and remember how amazing this event can be.
I’m looking at the calendar, and cannot believe that the seasons are changing. Summer is close, but behind us, and Autumn is threatening to be here. It makes me wonder if everything actually happened? It’s only this past week that I’ve had the time to actually reflect on everything that has gone down. Life-changing, neck-breaking, breath-taking events of these past few months.
At night, as I’m crossing the line between being awake and being asleep, there is this peaceful place, where I’m floating like I’m in water. Kind of what I imagine flying to be like. It feels familiar. Like jumping off a cliff and hoping to grow wings on the way down. Or at least hoping that something is there to catch me. #dreamstate
Wish I could go back to that night at #FON it was magical
On May 26, 2012 I began the Freaks of Nature tour in Las Vegas. I dreamt of this experience where I could connect with the people who listen to my music. I wanted to create an atmosphere that gave us the chance to see each other, to try and erase the disconnect between artist and fan. I wanted to share lights and sound, tension and release, hype and revelation. More than anything, I wanted to let my audience in on the way music makes me feel. How I experience it.
@kaskade I’d never felt so much love in one place. Best show ever! #FON Tampa, FL
From New York to Toronto, Cleveland to Philadelphia, Gibbons to Miami, the Big Texas Four to the epic Staples center in LA, outdoor storms in Denver, and ending in Calgary I played venues and after parties with as many people as I could possibly find. That was the idea. To connect. To share. To be freaks together.
@kaskade I was there. I Remember. #FON
I posted pictures from each crowd on Instagram at the same point in my set. I can look at those pictures and remember particulars about that night. Sure, they blur together - but I notice small things. The guy who doesn’t stop dancing no matter what. The girl who smiles like she’s really and truly happy. The couple singing to each other, the friends holding hands and grabbing for confetti out of the air. I see my audience. I feel what you’re sending to me. I hear you singing.
I get chills watching the freaks come out @kaskade
@leahpet_: @kaskade you like pictures of your self >.>” I like pics of the crowd and the chaos, capture the moment. not me.
And I read. I read your comments on Twitter, I see the pictures you post on Instagram, I see you posturing and being proud of your city. I’m amazed at the support and proud of what we all created together. It isn’t about vanity or being a celebrity. This tour was my love letter to my fans. To let you know that I’ll continue to create if you’ll continue to dance.
Thank you @kaskade for allowing us to be part of something bigger than ourselves to be part of #FON, a truly amazing experience
It’s you who catches me when I jump. All of you Freaks of Nature who put my feet safely on Terra Firma and allow me to keep trying to fly. Thank you.
@kaskade #FON is never over. It lives on forever.