Martha Wash, Loleatta Holloway, Lady D, Smokin Jo, and Women in House Music (S3 E4)

Beatmatching and Sound Checks: Richie Hawtin, Len Faki, and Digital Changes Everything (S3 E7)

Send us a text if you like it and want more of it. [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/fan_mail/new] When the Beat Matches Itself: Richie Hawtin, Len Faki, and Digital Changes Everything Hello, my sexy listeners. I'm ThatPodcastGirl C Dub, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. The booth is quieter now. Not in volume. The system is still loud. The room is still moving. But inside the booth, something has settled. A pair of CDJs. A mixer. Sometimes a laptop. A USB drive no larger than a keychain holding thousands of tracks. The weight that used to sit behind the DJ, the crates stacked against the wall, the physical archive of a person's taste, is gone. We talked about how that happened in our last two episodes. Tonight we talk about what the rooms did in response. Because when the constraint leaves the booth, the room has to answer. And different rooms answered very differently. Somewhere in the mid-2000s, a DJ named Richie Hawtin started doing something that made club owners genuinely uncomfortable. He would arrive before the club opened and ask for a sound check. Not a line check. A full sound check. He needed time to plug everything in. At the time this was unheard of. DJs showed up, played records, left. Hawtin was showing up with a laptop, a mixer, controllers, and a vision of what a DJ set could be when the system held the tempo steady and the DJ used that stability as a launchpad rather than a destination. Hawtin had built his early reputation in the Detroit techno world, coming up through the Windsor, Ontario underground in the late 1980s and crossing the river into Detroit's scene. By the 2000s he was performing what he called Decks, EFX and 909 shows, sets built around looping and layering in real time, treating Traktor as a live instrument rather than a playback device. He and his partner John Acquaviva saw so much promise in digital DJing that they famously invested in Traktor's development and wound down their own record pressing operation to go fully digital. The club owners who argued with him about sound checks in 2001 were watching the future arrive and not recognizing it yet. His 2005 album DE9: Transitions took that philosophy into the studio, breaking down hundreds of tracks and rebuilding them into new ones inside Ableton. It was documentation of a shift that was already happening live, in booths, every weekend. What Hawtin represented was one answer to the question the digital era had opened up. When the system holds the tempo for you, when drift is eliminated and cue points are stored and loops are quantized, what do you do with all that freed attention? His answer was to intervene more. Reshape more aggressively. Move through ideas faster without losing control of the underlying rhythm. The stability of the system became permission to push harder against its edges. But there were other answers. And the rooms where those answers lived tell you as much about the music as the technology does. Fabric opened in London in October 1999, built inside the renovated Victorian underground space of the Metropolitan Cold Stores on Charterhouse Street in Farringdon. It took three years of structural work to get it ready. The founders, Keith Reilly and Cameron Leslie, had both been part of warehouse party culture and wanted something that went against the grain of the superclub era that was dominating London nightlife at the time. No spectacle. No celebrity DJs as the selling point. Sound first. Room One had something almost no club in Europe had at the time. A bodysonic dancefloor. Four hundred and fifty bass transducers embedded under the floor, emitting bass frequencies directly into the bodies standi Support the show [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/support] Copyright 2026. It's ThatPodcastGirl C-Dub

Disco Demolition Night, 1979 and House Music is born in Chicago (S1 E1)

Send us a text if you like it and want more of it. [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/fan_mail/new] Hello sexy listeners, it's ThatPodcastGirl Cdub, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. In this series, we're embarking on a journey through the origins of house music—a genre that's been the heartbeat of dance floors for decades. As someone who's always been into reggaeton and Afrobeats, I'm excited to delve into the rich history of house music, especially after a friend's enthusiasm piqued my curiosity. So, let's explore this together! Our story begins in the late 1970s. Picture this: It's July 12, 1979, at Chicago's Comiskey Park. The event? 'Disco Demolition Night.' Organized by radio DJ Steve Dahl, fans were invited to bring disco records to be blown up on the field. What started as a promotional stunt quickly spiraled into chaos, with thousands storming the field, setting fires, and chanting 'Disco sucks!' So why did Steve Dahl do this? He organized this event after being fired from his job at WDAI radio station when it switched from rock to disco. Feeling spurned, he channeled his frustration into an anti-disco campaign, culminating in this explosive event. While some saw it as a pushback against disco's mainstream dominance, many felt a deeper sting. Disco was a haven for Black, Latino, and LGBTQ+ communities—a space where they could express themselves freely. Vince Lawrence, a young Black usher at the event, later reflected, 'Basically, if you were Black, gay, or sympathized with either of the above, you were being punished.' "From this turmoil, a new sound emerged. Marginalized communities, feeling sidelined, sought refuge in underground venues where they could dance without judgment. One such sanctuary was 'The Warehouse' at 206 South Jefferson Street in Chicago. Established in 1977 by Robert Williams, this club became a beacon for many. At the helm was DJ Frankie Knuckles, often dubbed the 'Godfather of House.' He didn't just play tracks; he reinvented them. By blending disco classics with European electronic music and layering in drum machine rhythms, he crafted a sound that was both nostalgic and revolutionary. This fusion laid the foundation for what we now know as house music. Knuckles was known for his innovative use of equipment. He utilized reel-to-reel tape machines to extend tracks and create seamless mixes. Additionally, drum machines like the Roland TR-909 allowed him to add unique percussive elements, giving his sets a distinctive and mesmerizing rhythm. Another iconic spot was the 'Music Box,' where DJ Ron Hardy ruled the decks. Hardy was renowned for his experimental mixes and electrifying energy. He once said, 'I don't play what's popular; I play what's good.' I like that. His fearless approach pushed the genre's boundaries and inspired countless artists. Hardy was a pioneer in manipulating tracks to create a unique experience. He often sped up records, added effects, and wasn't afraid to play unconventional tracks people had never heard. His use of the reel-to-reel tape recorder allowed him to edit and loop tracks live, creating a hypnotic and energetic atmosphere that kept dancers on their toes. So that’s the 1970s. Moving into the 1980s, the house music scene continued to evolve. Larry Heard, also known as Mr. Fingers, emerged as a pivotal figure. His track 'Can You Feel It' became an anthem, characterized by its deep basslines and emotive melodies. Heard's background as a drummer influenced his production style, bringing a rhythmic complexity to his music. Heard's use of synthesizers and drum machines, like the Roland Juno-60 and TR-909, allowed him to craft lush, atmospheric tracks that stood out in the burgeoning house scene. His music bridged the gap between the dancefloor and introspective listening, adding a new dimension to the genre. Meanwhile, in New York, Larry Levan was making waves at the Paradise Gar Support the show [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/support] Copyright 2026. It's ThatPodcastGirl C-Dub

The DJ Booth Without Crates: CDJs, Serato Scratch Live, and Goodbye to Heavy Crates and Vinyl (S3 E6)

Send us a text if you like it and want more of it. [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/fan_mail/new] Hello, my sexy listeners. I'm ThatPodcastGirl C Dub, and I’m back. This Is A Podcast About House Music. I want to say hello to a few places I’ve really been seeing lately—London, Liverpool, Dublin… and Melbourne. Wherever you're listening from tonight, I'm really glad you're here. Let’s get into it It's the mid-1990s. A DJ named Sasha is standing in a booth somewhere in England, probably Manchester, probably late. He's playing a set that will last six or seven hours. He has a crate of records behind him and another one on the floor. He knows every groove on every disc. He knows which tracks need to run long and which ones can be cut early. He is reading the room with his whole body, one ear in the headphones and one ear open to the floor, and he is doing something that looks effortless and is anything but. What nobody in that room is thinking about is what it cost him to get there. The weight of those crates on the flight over. The negotiation with the airline about a second bag. The way touring DJs in that era were essentially porters of their own sound, carrying the physical weight and evidence of their taste across borders every single week. That tension, between the intimacy of the booth and the logistics of moving through the world, is where this episode lives. A serious touring DJ in the mid-1990s traveled with between fifty and a hundred records. At roughly 180 grams per record, that's close to 40 pounds of music before you add sleeves, cases, or the crate itself. International bookings were increasing because budget carriers in Europe were making air travel genuinely cheaper. Ryanair launched its low-fare model in 1991. EasyJet followed in 1995. The geography of a DJ career was expanding fast, and the weight of the booth was not keeping pace. Pioneer had been trying to solve that problem since 1992, when they released the CDJ-500. It was the first CD player designed specifically for DJ use. It had a jog wheel and pitch control. It was also widely ignored, because the jog wheel felt nothing like vinyl and the culture was not ready to give up the feel of wax for the convenience of a silver disc. The CDJ-500 sat in booths mostly unused, or got pushed aside when a serious resident came in. What actually moved the needle was the CDJ-1000, which Pioneer released in 2001. That machine had a larger jog wheel with genuine resistance. It had stored cue points, which meant a DJ could mark the exact moment in a track where the first kick lands and return to it instantly, every time, without hunting by ear in the headphones. It had a display that showed you where you were inside the track in real time. And it had a pitch range wide enough to match tempos across the full spectrum of house and techno. That display changed something quietly. When you play vinyl, you read the record. You watch how much groove is left on the side to sense how much time remains. You develop an eye for it over years. It becomes second nature, the way a cook learns to read a pan. The CDJ-1000 replaced that with a number on a screen. More accurate. Less embodied. DJs felt the difference even when they couldn't always say what it was. The transition didn't happen overnight and it wasn't clean. Through the late 1990s and into the early 2000s, booths held both formats at once. Some DJs used CDJs for promos and unreleased tracks, things that weren't pressed to vinyl yet, while keeping their main sets on wax. Support the show [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/support] Copyright 2026. It's ThatPodcastGirl C-Dub

Inside the DJ Booth: Technics 1200s and the Long Set Night (S3 E5)

Send us a text if you like it and want more of it. [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/fan_mail/new] I’m ThatPodcastGirl C Dub, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. Let’s get into it. Somewhere along the way, the DJ booth stopped being a place where records were simply played. It became something else. The people inside it were no longer just selecting songs for a crowd. They were shaping the movement of an entire room — stretching time, bending rhythm, guiding the emotional arc of a night that might last eight hours or more. And that transformation began in rooms where the booth was barely large enough to stand in. ⸻ Ron Hardy is already deep into the night. The booth at the Music Box is cramped, the mixer wedged between two turntables, record sleeves stacked wherever there is space. By three in the morning the air inside has warmed from amplifiers and the heat rising from the dancefloor below. The crowd moves like a single organism under the low ceiling. Hardy drops the needle on a record the room hasn’t heard before. The rhythm is stark — a drum machine pattern pushing forward with very little melody attached to it. For a moment the dancers hesitate. A few people stop moving, trying to understand what they’re hearing. Hardy watches them quietly. Then he lifts the needle and plays the record again. Same track. Same groove. He does it again. Somewhere between the third and fourth pass the room locks into the rhythm and the entire floor begins moving together again. The record is “Acid Tracks,” produced by Phuture. Years later DJ Pierre recalled that Ron Hardy kept replaying the track until the dancers demanded to know what it was. From the dancefloor it looked like stubbornness. Inside the booth it was something else entirely. Hardy had realized that the DJ could guide a room toward a sound it didn’t yet know how to hear. ⸻ Across the city at The Warehouse, another booth was quietly shaping the mechanics of that idea. Frankie Knuckles stood behind two turntables and a mixer, his headphones resting partly over one ear while the other stayed open to the room. Certain grooves on the dancefloor worked so well that dancers didn’t want them to end after three minutes. Knuckles began experimenting with ways to stretch those moments — extended drum sections, tape edits, percussion layered across records so the rhythm never dropped away. The floor around him was often scattered with white-label records sent over from producers hoping to hear their track in the room before it was officially pressed. Small pieces of tape sometimes marked the label of a record — a cue point DJs used to see exactly where the first kick drum began. When the lights dropped low enough that the grooves were hard to see, a small flashlight clipped to the mixer illuminated the vinyl just long enough to place the needle. From the dancefloor the night felt seamless. Inside the booth Knuckles was constantly adjusting — nudging the vinyl forward with two fingers, easing the pitch slider until two kick drums aligned perfectly, blending the bass from one record beneath the percussion of another. The DJ wasn’t simply selecting music anymore. The booth itself had become something closer to an instrument. ⸻ When the culture reached New York, that instrument became more powerful. Inside Paradise Garage, Larry Levan stood behind a booth surrounded by a sound system designed specifically for that room by engineer Richard Long. Multiple turntables. Tape machines. R Support the show [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/support] Copyright 2026. It's ThatPodcastGirl C-Dub

Martha Wash, Loleatta Holloway, Lady D, Smokin Jo, and Women in House Music (S3 E4)

Send us a text if you like it and want more of it. [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/fan_mail/new] I’m ThatPodcastGirl C Dub, and This Is A Podcast About House Music. It’s March, and Women’s History Month. The women we’re about to spend time with changed what was possible inside the house music club culture. And the rooms we dance in today still carry the results of these women accomplished. Picture this. It’s 1990. Clubs from New York to Manchester are already shifting into the new sound that’s forming between Chicago house and the explosion of club culture in Europe. DJs are building nights that stretch from midnight until morning. Drum machines are hitting harder. Synths are sharper. The basslines are deeper. And suddenly a voice cuts through the speakers like a lightning bolt. “Everybody dance now!” The command isn’t sung. It’s declared. The record is Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now). The voice belongs to Martha Wash. Inside clubs the reaction is immediate. The song becomes unavoidable. DJs slam it into sets because it detonates the room every time. Radio grabs it. MTV grabs it. The record climbs charts around the world. But something strange happens. When the video for the song begins circulating on MTV, the woman lip-syncing the vocal isn’t Martha Wash. The singer audiences see on screen is Zelma Davis. The voice and the body have been separated. Wash already knows this pattern. Nearly a decade earlier she had stood at the center of disco history as half of The Weather Girls, the duo behind It’s Raining Men. That record had been one of the biggest dance records in the world. Martha Wash wasn’t an anonymous vocalist. She was already one of the most recognizable voices in dance music. But by the late 1980s parts of the dance industry had begun quietly making a different calculation. The sound of Black female gospel power could move the floor. But the image being sold to television audiences looked different. Wash later said the industry wanted the voice without the woman. So she fought. She sued. And the case forced labels to acknowledge something the dancefloor already knew: the voice mattered. The person behind the voice mattered. Contracts began changing. Credits became more explicit. One singer had just altered the legal structure of dance music. And this wasn’t even the first time something like this had happened. Just one year earlier, another voice had already traveled around the world before the story behind it caught up. The record was Ride on Time. The Italian group Black Box built the track around a sample from a disco record released a decade earlier. The vocal came from Love Sensation sung by Loleatta Holloway. Holloway’s voice was enormous — a church-trained belt powerful enough to lift a dancefloor clear off its feet. But when “Ride on Time” exploded across European charts in 1989, the woman appearing in the video again wasn’t the woman singing. Another model lip-synced the vocal. Holloway pursued legal action over the use of the sample. And again the industry shifted. Sampling laws tightened. Producers began thinking carefully about where those voices came from and who deserved recognition. Two women. Two lawsuits. Two structural changes in the machinery of dance music. ⸻ Years earlier, far from the clubs where house music was forming, another woman had already been fighting a completely different structural barrier. The barrier wasn’t in the club. It was in the machine. Electronic music studios in the 1960s and 70s looked more like laboratories than rehearsal spaces. Modular synthesizers stretched across entire walls. Patch cables snaked across panels. Every sound had to be built from scratch. One of the people who mastered that world was Suzanne Ciani. Support the show [https://www.buzzsprout.com/2450899/support] Copyright 2026. It's ThatPodcastGirl C-Dub