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Alone in the studio engulfed by the monotonous pitched fan noise from various computers he set to work. There wasn’t that much to do; the soon-to- be-delivered dance track’s soul was in various memory banks and had been for months but only now did he feel confident to take it from the various hard drives, mix and compress it from its 45 source points and put it on to a two-track Sound Around Surround D-CD. He smiled at the Atari St. He understood that they were mindless slaves built in faraway countries and not Disneyesque cuddly toys, but his affinity for his ‘babies’ seemed to build dividends; they really did seem to thrive and survive in his machine friendly environment. He never gave great thought about why he saw some machines as female and others as male. The Atari had become GrandmAtari. "She" was the start, the birth, of his huge empire and so when her hard drives wore out or her memory started to fade he took as much care of her as an aging relative. In computer terms she was ancient, nearly 40 years old, but as full of transplants as she was she still happily creaked along when fired up. As Grandma and head of the family she was used, along with an equally old MCA crack of Cubase, for the final bringing together of major new projects like the one he was about to record now. It was about a hundred times slower than using the Pentium 18s running Gatesoft but seemed far more human.

'This' was fast, very fast 'Bad-Tripno' a distant relation to something he had come up with a few years back when he had found an old cassette tape of Bauhaus, a 1980s Goth band, in a junk shop. The music was pretty ancient but there was something about the vocal that he found genuinely frightening. He managed to track down the original master tapes and discovered that the helium-like sounds the vocalist made were not faked. With modern technology he was able to take the voice and make it sing new, pertinent, lyrics - the real singer had apparently died in Istanbul when it fell to the fundamentalists. With the computer-generated voice and new backing tracks he had come up with a scary-as-shit dance music that just needed one other element: designer bad acid. That was easy enough to make, along with a quick come-down antidote just in case. The end result of music, light show and drug gave the dancer a very unhealthy dose of fear; and fear, be it roller-coaster, ghost train or leaping off bridges, is a thrill and thrills sell. He made three million on the antidote alone.

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