In his Aviator shades, leather trousers and crushed velvet jacket, with his mysterious tales of anacondas and reptile houses, he’s every inch the magnetic, local lizard king. A Morrison’s Jim Morrison if you will.…

Their machines might be programmed, but it’s what they are programmed with - fear, anger, paranoia and bleak premonitions - that gives these dance rhythms their unsettling edge.…

Their sound eddies and flows like the ocean tides and currents, from Lake Victoria in the heart of ancient Africa to their home on the shores of Lake Michigan.…