Korea’s NET GALA explores queer identity thru multi-layered, metaphoric mutations of footwork, noise, ballroom, grindcore, and hardstyle, ratcheting the drama to seething degrees for Kampala powerhouse Hakuna Kulala.
NET GALA is a key player in S. Korea’s burgeoning club sound, which shares a lot in common with the modern Shanghai dancefloor morphology illuminated by Svbkvlt. ‘Galapaggot’ is their debut solo LP proper, and more fully expounds their ideas across 11 bashy, neon noise-streaked slants on styles from the proliferating global dancefloor rhizome.
The record’s title is a tongue-in-cheek nod to both the Korean-English pronunciation of Galapágos, and the business speak of ‘Galápagos Syndrome’, describing isolated mutations within global markets, and extending to the notion of “island mentality.” In the context of their queerness and evolutionary theory, NET GALA use that title and their music to navigate feelings of outsiderness and short-circuit distinctions of (un)conventionality. The results express joy, melancholy and rage in upfront, if offbeat, club music that distorts familiar structures and cultural signifiers in a manner that suggests, rather than battering you around the head with their message.
‘Galapaggot’ is about the freedom to rave - as in dream, cut loose, get outside yourself - in liberating new ways. They mostly convey their thrust instrumentally, with stacked melodies burning bittersweet from the fanfare of ‘No More Drama’ or hardstyle vamps of ‘Paran’, and threaded needlepoint thru their jittery adrenaliser ‘Kick Comes the Time’ to a minor key, weightless drill-trance piece ‘Retrograde (But I Won’t Run Away From You)’ reminding us to Nammy Wams’ work. But likewise they flex maximum feels from noisier texture and rude physicality that bends club language to will.
They take wild license to knit Supermodel K’s grindcore howl with hardcore techno tumult in ‘The Dog’, and Vietnam’s Rắn Cạp Đuôi lend a wraithlike phantom spirit to the jagged ecstasy of ‘Rác Cạp Cu’, along with wickedly damaged take on cunty ballroom manoeuvres in ‘Warp This Pussy (For Kitty)’ and a ruthless’Cistern Boom’ sound to get us cutting shapes, along with the batshit hardcore atonalities of ‘KATRINAKATRINAKATRINA’.
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Korea’s NET GALA explores queer identity thru multi-layered, metaphoric mutations of footwork, noise, ballroom, grindcore, and hardstyle, ratcheting the drama to seething degrees for Kampala powerhouse Hakuna Kulala.
NET GALA is a key player in S. Korea’s burgeoning club sound, which shares a lot in common with the modern Shanghai dancefloor morphology illuminated by Svbkvlt. ‘Galapaggot’ is their debut solo LP proper, and more fully expounds their ideas across 11 bashy, neon noise-streaked slants on styles from the proliferating global dancefloor rhizome.
The record’s title is a tongue-in-cheek nod to both the Korean-English pronunciation of Galapágos, and the business speak of ‘Galápagos Syndrome’, describing isolated mutations within global markets, and extending to the notion of “island mentality.” In the context of their queerness and evolutionary theory, NET GALA use that title and their music to navigate feelings of outsiderness and short-circuit distinctions of (un)conventionality. The results express joy, melancholy and rage in upfront, if offbeat, club music that distorts familiar structures and cultural signifiers in a manner that suggests, rather than battering you around the head with their message.
‘Galapaggot’ is about the freedom to rave - as in dream, cut loose, get outside yourself - in liberating new ways. They mostly convey their thrust instrumentally, with stacked melodies burning bittersweet from the fanfare of ‘No More Drama’ or hardstyle vamps of ‘Paran’, and threaded needlepoint thru their jittery adrenaliser ‘Kick Comes the Time’ to a minor key, weightless drill-trance piece ‘Retrograde (But I Won’t Run Away From You)’ reminding us to Nammy Wams’ work. But likewise they flex maximum feels from noisier texture and rude physicality that bends club language to will.
They take wild license to knit Supermodel K’s grindcore howl with hardcore techno tumult in ‘The Dog’, and Vietnam’s Rắn Cạp Đuôi lend a wraithlike phantom spirit to the jagged ecstasy of ‘Rác Cạp Cu’, along with wickedly damaged take on cunty ballroom manoeuvres in ‘Warp This Pussy (For Kitty)’ and a ruthless’Cistern Boom’ sound to get us cutting shapes, along with the batshit hardcore atonalities of ‘KATRINAKATRINAKATRINA’.
Korea’s NET GALA explores queer identity thru multi-layered, metaphoric mutations of footwork, noise, ballroom, grindcore, and hardstyle, ratcheting the drama to seething degrees for Kampala powerhouse Hakuna Kulala.
NET GALA is a key player in S. Korea’s burgeoning club sound, which shares a lot in common with the modern Shanghai dancefloor morphology illuminated by Svbkvlt. ‘Galapaggot’ is their debut solo LP proper, and more fully expounds their ideas across 11 bashy, neon noise-streaked slants on styles from the proliferating global dancefloor rhizome.
The record’s title is a tongue-in-cheek nod to both the Korean-English pronunciation of Galapágos, and the business speak of ‘Galápagos Syndrome’, describing isolated mutations within global markets, and extending to the notion of “island mentality.” In the context of their queerness and evolutionary theory, NET GALA use that title and their music to navigate feelings of outsiderness and short-circuit distinctions of (un)conventionality. The results express joy, melancholy and rage in upfront, if offbeat, club music that distorts familiar structures and cultural signifiers in a manner that suggests, rather than battering you around the head with their message.
‘Galapaggot’ is about the freedom to rave - as in dream, cut loose, get outside yourself - in liberating new ways. They mostly convey their thrust instrumentally, with stacked melodies burning bittersweet from the fanfare of ‘No More Drama’ or hardstyle vamps of ‘Paran’, and threaded needlepoint thru their jittery adrenaliser ‘Kick Comes the Time’ to a minor key, weightless drill-trance piece ‘Retrograde (But I Won’t Run Away From You)’ reminding us to Nammy Wams’ work. But likewise they flex maximum feels from noisier texture and rude physicality that bends club language to will.
They take wild license to knit Supermodel K’s grindcore howl with hardcore techno tumult in ‘The Dog’, and Vietnam’s Rắn Cạp Đuôi lend a wraithlike phantom spirit to the jagged ecstasy of ‘Rác Cạp Cu’, along with wickedly damaged take on cunty ballroom manoeuvres in ‘Warp This Pussy (For Kitty)’ and a ruthless’Cistern Boom’ sound to get us cutting shapes, along with the batshit hardcore atonalities of ‘KATRINAKATRINAKATRINA’.
Korea’s NET GALA explores queer identity thru multi-layered, metaphoric mutations of footwork, noise, ballroom, grindcore, and hardstyle, ratcheting the drama to seething degrees for Kampala powerhouse Hakuna Kulala.
NET GALA is a key player in S. Korea’s burgeoning club sound, which shares a lot in common with the modern Shanghai dancefloor morphology illuminated by Svbkvlt. ‘Galapaggot’ is their debut solo LP proper, and more fully expounds their ideas across 11 bashy, neon noise-streaked slants on styles from the proliferating global dancefloor rhizome.
The record’s title is a tongue-in-cheek nod to both the Korean-English pronunciation of Galapágos, and the business speak of ‘Galápagos Syndrome’, describing isolated mutations within global markets, and extending to the notion of “island mentality.” In the context of their queerness and evolutionary theory, NET GALA use that title and their music to navigate feelings of outsiderness and short-circuit distinctions of (un)conventionality. The results express joy, melancholy and rage in upfront, if offbeat, club music that distorts familiar structures and cultural signifiers in a manner that suggests, rather than battering you around the head with their message.
‘Galapaggot’ is about the freedom to rave - as in dream, cut loose, get outside yourself - in liberating new ways. They mostly convey their thrust instrumentally, with stacked melodies burning bittersweet from the fanfare of ‘No More Drama’ or hardstyle vamps of ‘Paran’, and threaded needlepoint thru their jittery adrenaliser ‘Kick Comes the Time’ to a minor key, weightless drill-trance piece ‘Retrograde (But I Won’t Run Away From You)’ reminding us to Nammy Wams’ work. But likewise they flex maximum feels from noisier texture and rude physicality that bends club language to will.
They take wild license to knit Supermodel K’s grindcore howl with hardcore techno tumult in ‘The Dog’, and Vietnam’s Rắn Cạp Đuôi lend a wraithlike phantom spirit to the jagged ecstasy of ‘Rác Cạp Cu’, along with wickedly damaged take on cunty ballroom manoeuvres in ‘Warp This Pussy (For Kitty)’ and a ruthless’Cistern Boom’ sound to get us cutting shapes, along with the batshit hardcore atonalities of ‘KATRINAKATRINAKATRINA’.
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Korea’s NET GALA explores queer identity thru multi-layered, metaphoric mutations of footwork, noise, ballroom, grindcore, and hardstyle, ratcheting the drama to seething degrees for Kampala powerhouse Hakuna Kulala.
NET GALA is a key player in S. Korea’s burgeoning club sound, which shares a lot in common with the modern Shanghai dancefloor morphology illuminated by Svbkvlt. ‘Galapaggot’ is their debut solo LP proper, and more fully expounds their ideas across 11 bashy, neon noise-streaked slants on styles from the proliferating global dancefloor rhizome.
The record’s title is a tongue-in-cheek nod to both the Korean-English pronunciation of Galapágos, and the business speak of ‘Galápagos Syndrome’, describing isolated mutations within global markets, and extending to the notion of “island mentality.” In the context of their queerness and evolutionary theory, NET GALA use that title and their music to navigate feelings of outsiderness and short-circuit distinctions of (un)conventionality. The results express joy, melancholy and rage in upfront, if offbeat, club music that distorts familiar structures and cultural signifiers in a manner that suggests, rather than battering you around the head with their message.
‘Galapaggot’ is about the freedom to rave - as in dream, cut loose, get outside yourself - in liberating new ways. They mostly convey their thrust instrumentally, with stacked melodies burning bittersweet from the fanfare of ‘No More Drama’ or hardstyle vamps of ‘Paran’, and threaded needlepoint thru their jittery adrenaliser ‘Kick Comes the Time’ to a minor key, weightless drill-trance piece ‘Retrograde (But I Won’t Run Away From You)’ reminding us to Nammy Wams’ work. But likewise they flex maximum feels from noisier texture and rude physicality that bends club language to will.
They take wild license to knit Supermodel K’s grindcore howl with hardcore techno tumult in ‘The Dog’, and Vietnam’s Rắn Cạp Đuôi lend a wraithlike phantom spirit to the jagged ecstasy of ‘Rác Cạp Cu’, along with wickedly damaged take on cunty ballroom manoeuvres in ‘Warp This Pussy (For Kitty)’ and a ruthless’Cistern Boom’ sound to get us cutting shapes, along with the batshit hardcore atonalities of ‘KATRINAKATRINAKATRINA’.