Club Scout

A friend of mine refers to all electronic music as "techno." Doesn't matter what style of electronic music -- drum-and-bass, jungle, house, down-tempo -- to him, "it's all fucking techno, man." And with a little encouragement, he'll launch into a rant that includes dead-on onomatopoeia of what techno sounds like: Sst. Umph. Sst. Umph. Sst. Umph. It's remarkable how he's able to mimic the pulsating bass with his throat, adding high-hat hisses on alternating beats and everything. You know exactly what he's talking about; too bad he doesn't know what he's talking about. The style of music he's mocking isn't techno; it's trance. And no doubt DJ Tiësto is one of the cats who provided him with inspirational source material. Rest assured, however, that hard-core trance-heads who live for the parties that don't stop until six in the morning not only can tell the difference, but consider Tiñsto their favorite DJ. DJ magazine's readers ranked Tiñsto number one in the 2002 and 2003 polls, and this year he was tapped as America's second-favorite DJ by BPM magazine. Tiñsto, who's known for spinning six to nine hours straight, also has global mass appeal, having headlined the biggest solo-DJ gig in history -- in front of 25,000 people in Holland. One of the first big-name jocks to start mixing CDs with vinyl live, he's remixed artists from Delerium to Sarah McLachlan. But what really sets Tiñsto apart from all the others, what's helped him earn those titles, is the fact that the tunes he's spinning are his own. His latest platter, Just Be, released by the Nettwerk imprint, gives you a snapshot of his sound: classic, swirling trance cuts, with synthetic blips and beats interspersed with more ethereal, down-tempo numbers. To truly experience Tiñsto's essence, you have to see him live -- and you'll get your trance this Thursday, June 3, at the Church, when he stops by to promote the new disc. Techno-ly speaking, it should be the shit.