To make a long story short:
Black music has always crossed the Atlantic to really exist. Take blues for instance. From the cotton fields to Led Zeppelin and back to America, it took the Yardbirds (ex- Led Zeppelin) a trip to the U.S. to let the Americans know about their own legacy. The result in return: Garage rock.
And today, here we go again with Techno. In the early 80′s, Juan Atkins, Derrick May and Kevin Saunderson mixed George Clinton, Kraftwerk and Giorgio Moroder in Detroit and created Techno. Guess where they found their first followers? In England. Now it seems since Justice pulled it off in America, it has opened the door for the indie scene to give a warmer welcome to this very genre. Brand New example with Cold Cave. They may call it “Synth pop”, this project from Philadelphia sounds a lot like what we use to call “New Order”.
Here is my techno history storyboard:
First, some (funny) reactionary words from one the most influential hardcore frontman: Henry Rollins
Second: Justice, probably the smartest marketed techno-act of the last 4 years:
Epilogue: the indie scene gives birth to Cold Cave (involving ex members of Some Girls, Parts and Labors, Xiu-Xiu, Prurient):
This probably has something to do with Chris Anderson’s 
There are five million inhabitants and over two million Saunas in Finland. This is a sacrosanct place where Finns usually can relax, think about the meaning of life while pushing their body to the limit, in a casual way. 
Genius producer 
This song is like popular french flicks from the 70′s: fun, groovy and with lots of boobs. Long distance musicianship between London based singer Eglantine Gouzy and Southern French composer Fred Lansini gave birth to 
Sunday, we’re interviewing Eugene S. Robinson, founder of 
What’s the common denominator between Tom Morello from Rage Against the Machine, REM, Billy Bragg, Roseanne Cash, Pearl Jam, Jackson Browne and Steve Earle? They all stood against Guantanamo (also called by the military personnal “Gitmo”) because of the use of music as a torture tool in military interrogations! 
From Bossa Nova to Baile Funk, 
This is kind of my saying: in any metal band, you’ll find great hearts and a gold mining for journalists.
Either you call it Glo-Fi, Hypnagogic Pop or Chill-Wave, there was something going on with music last summer. Dreamy synth melodies that sound like half-remembered soft-rock tunes from the 80′s, recordings on dirty unraveled tapes, memories of memories, summer nights at the beach, surfing… This had to happen at some point but here we are: 
“We at San Francisco Tweed constitute a rare breed of cyclist — ladies and gents who refuse to endure anymore spandex!”-
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