If they were to judge him by his back yard, Randy Meyers's neighbors might think he was a librarian, or maybe a gardener. Packed with small deciduous trees, potted flowers and an unshakable sense of calm, the small, private patch invites visitors into a state of almost meditative repose. But inside the basement apartment of the adjoining Capitol Hill Victorian home (which Meyers happily refers to as a "queer house"), there's an accumulation of turntables, keyboards, software, a computer and studio equipment. A cat named Rowan crawls slyly through the... More >>>
DJ Zac Reclipze takes the Compound's turntables for a spin.