Digital hardcore has long been revamped. Gone are the days of overt dogmatism and intangeable style. Welcome to bouncecore. Welcome to the dancefloor. DIN-ST is stepping up to the decks. After bubbling up on labels like Ambush, Tresor, Warp ["Mercedes Bentley vs. Versace Armani"], Tigerbeat6 and Kool.Pop, following remixes for Tocotronic and collaborations with Peaches, with endorsements from The Bug's Kevin Martin, Paul PM, Kid 606 and DJ Scud, DIN-ST is ready to drop his debut full-length via Miami's celebrated Schematic label in tandem with their SF partners, Asphodel.

DIN-ST [Dynasty, aka DIN, aka DJ Maxximus, aka Fever, aka F. Stader] tips club culture over like a four-hundred-pound speaker cabinet, slicing party sounds into wild-style minimal/broken rave/bounce mash-ups. As Senator Joseph Biden's Rave Act receives Congressional approval, the party moves abroad, reborn under a Berlin overpass, sexy, broken, funky and punk. Empty factories are slathered in bootytrave shellac, and before it cakes onto aluminum sheeting, it's set on fire. Hip-hop steez work on P.L.U.R. sentiment under PA/laptop/turntable configurations.

They call it "possible sound" and "fresh-techno": raw, deep trax mounted on cinder blocks and run in neutral until it smokes and cracks. Technoid squibbles underneath while freyed chords sizzle from the vocal stabs running down gutters of noise and panic. Stone-like synth shakes the screws out your speakers. A garbeled MC drowns in the mix. The party is out of control. Something has happened. Something has broken.