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Incandescent Teacher: Honey Dijon Is Lighting Up The World Of Dance Music |
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Status: Available Now!
Type: News
Date: Thursday 26 October 2017, 12:00 AM
Media: Mixmag
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About the person Honey Dijon:
Art: Music
Genres: Electronic, Turntablism, House, Dance, Club, Electro, Groove, Techno, Chicago House, Tech House, Deep House, Disco, Disco House, Soulful House, Electronica, Soulful Electronica, Dub, Dub Techno, Electro House, Electro-Dub |
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Notable Organizations: Mixmag
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| There’s a psychological disorder known as ‘Paris syndrome’, in which first-time travellers to the French capital are so taken aback by the reality of the city compared to its romanticisation in popular culture that they begin to suffer sickness and even hallucinations. Fortunately, meeting Honey Dijon at the Hôtel Amour – a colourful setting in the city’s former red light district, with salacious art adorning the walls – is just as inspiring as we expected. She’s the living epitome of the Parisian dream: sharp-witted, radiating confidence and extremely chic in a casual outfit that pairs a pristine black silk shirt and elegant gold chains with faded jeans and white Reebok Classics.
Born and raised in Chicago, later moving to New York, and now dividing her living time between the Big Apple and Berlin, Honey Dijon has been present for many of the critical cultural moments in the evolution of dance music, including the rise of house culture in Chicago and its diversification in New York. She was born to young parents who were passionate music fans, and some of her earliest memories are playing records at her parents’ parties, then listening enviously to the sounds of “amazing laughter, glasses breaking and profane language” once tucked up in bed. “I was like, ‘Oh my God, this is my world’.” She got her first fake ID at the age of 12 and attended hedonism hotspots such as Rialto Tap, Club LaRay and The Muzic Box through her teens, witnessing the heyday of originators like Ron Hardy and Frankie Knuckles. “It was like going into Wonderland,” she recalls. “These were not like clubs we know today. The dirtiest Berlin club is luxury in comparison.” Her parents were accepting as long as her school grades remained exceptional, which they did. |
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