![]() Kandi girls and scantily clad “ratchet chicks” twerked and expressed themselves beside one another. Frat boys raged and mosh pitted with odd looking fellows who looked like bands like Slip Knot and Korn were their childhood heroes. Shufflers shuffled on the outskirts of the crowd. That despite the varying personalities and reasons everyone was there, at the end of it all, the audience was simply enjoying the music. The main thing I took away from Flosstradamus’s set that night was the unique way they made their audience enjoy what they played for them. It’s something everyone already knows how to groove and vibe to, not being plagued by questions like “How do you dance to this?” or eccentric and strange YouTube videos of people wearing masks doing the Robot Adventure Club tracks, the way dubstep was in its sensitive infancy. It is that characteristic of familiarity yet novelty that separates trap from dubstep and many other forms of dance music (no disrespect to any of the other historically rich subgenres of course). The electronic influences in melodies appeal to veteran dance music enthusiasts and make new fans feel as though even they are in the know, being able to fully enjoy and possibly more easily understand this Electronic Dance Music that has seemed to have taken the world by storm. The hip hop related bass line fosters a vibe reminiscent of any kind of popular rap song you would hear in a club today minus the lyrics. In my humble opinion, I think what trap does as a subgenre is create an atmosphere recognizable to just about anyone who listens to popular music of the present. That trap, like dubstep, will simply be something fresh and different for a short time, and that it will eventually burn out along with the rest of EDM. Many nay sayers of the new subgenre believe that its path and fate is going in a similar direction to dubstep’s. This lead to an extra fifteen minutes of excellent mixing that revamped the crowd’s energy and what I believe really painted a picture of the unique contribution trap has made to the EDM scene and music in general.įlosstradamus’s dynamic set showed how universally appealing trap potential to be. Then suddenly, in true hoodie boyz “do what we want” fashion, J2K got on the mic and told the audience they were going keep playing until the club owners forced them to stop. Only a few chanted “One More Song! One More Song!” as J2K and Autobot (Flosstradamus members) slowly backed off the decks. the main lights of the venue came on and people began to come down from their trap induced highs. There was a constant unified rhythm created by the 808 cadences and 140 beats per minute that the crowd soaked in for the entire 60 minute performance. The show kept a steady level of high energy the entire time Flosstradamus graced the stage. For the next 75 minutes on that misty Sunday morning, the trap trailblazers known as Flosstradamus displayed their mastered craft to us, resulting in a more than satisfied crowd enraptured in every minute of the performance, with not a second wasted.įlosstradamus truly showed mastery of moving a crowd that warm evening in Florida, playing their own and other well known trap producers’ high energy, electronic heavy bangers throughout the night such as “Underground Anthem”, DJ Snake’s “Bird Machine” and by far the crowd favorite, Baauer’s remix of Floss’s song “Roll Up.” Just as skillfully as the Chi-town duo transitioned in and out of songs like these, they mixed in well known hip hop tunes like “I’m Different”, “Backseat Freestyle” and “New Slaves”, seamlessly and in a way that sounded completely organic to the set a method many dance DJ’s can’t quite master. ![]() The tension was released as audio recording demanded us to “TURN UP”, making us simultaneously oblige. With a hushed tension, we all sand and waited waited for the noise we all knew was approaching. The headliners proclaimed their universal appeal, introducing themselves with Ace Hood’s well known anthem, “New Bugatti.” The audience, a vast mixture of characters and personalities sang along, together, mimicking the subtle nature of Future’s initial, mellow verse. ![]() They accepted the warm welcome of the loving crowd and began their set. Camera lights flashed and cell phones were recording, A haze of cigarette smoke and the smell of cannabis began to fill the room, as if it was some form of grand contemporary ritual welcoming these prophets of a new genre to the city of Orlando. The packed and perspiring crowd began to cheer as the headliners approached the turntables at center stage. ![]() The lights were dimmed and the music stopped. ![]()
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